Chapter 33... The last of the flashbacks

Henry yanked the cloth off the giant whirring contraption.  "YES!  I KNEW MAKING IT RUN OFF OF DOUBLE A'S WAS A GOOD IDEA!  FEAR ME, USERS OF AC POWER!  THE PLUGS OF YOUR CONVINENCE WILL BE YOUR DESTRUCTION!" Henry screamed to the heavens.  Suddenly he stopped, staring at himself in the mirror.  "But... wait, if he lived below me... and now I'm in the basement... that... that's crazy!  YOU!" He said, pointing at the wide-eyed fellow in the mirror, "Are CRAZY!  I'm not talking to you ANYMORE!"  He whirled away from the mirror, his pink bathrobe twirling in such a way, that, had it been another color, would have been quite intimidating.

Flipping switches that had obviously once belonged to a washer and dryer, Henry made his calculations.  "Wash, soak... SPIN! Yes spin!  Ha ha ha ha ha!" Whirling, he went to another control panel, "Muffin... no, potato!  Yes...."  Whirling again he typed on a keyboard, taking a surprisingly long amount of time, using only one of his fingers.  "A..... S..... where the hell is the 'd'.... ah!  D!....  F!" Henry was really not the best of typists.

Henry got in the modified Laz-E-boy chair at the center of all the contraptions.  The chair itself was not free from the mechanical lunacy.  It had the disemboweled guts of many a calculator hot-glued to it, as well as the occasional slinky and bucket of Henry's urine.  "And now world... I DESTROY THEE!" he screamed, throwing a rather large switch. 

(The End)

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