Chapter 7 – Salty Goes Nuclear

 

Chapter 7 – Salty Goes Nuclear

The alarm shrieked at 6 a.m. sharp. Sgt. Salty rolled out of bed, pulled on a hi-vis vest, and muttered, “Wheyyyyyy… time to destroyizzzzz Monday.”

Destination: the Springfield Nuclear Power Plant.

Inside, workers shuffled about, donuts in hand, clipboards ignored. Mr. Burns stood in his office, pale as ever.
“Smithers, who is this loud ruffian?”
“Sir, this is your new Safety Supervisor… Sergeant Salty.”

Salty strode in with a grin. “Yummmiezzzz, lads. Let’s keep the lights on.”

At the control desk, Homer turned around mid-“D’OH!” and gasped.
“Whaaaat?! New Supervisor?!”

Salty clapped him on the back. “Homer, me old mate, I’m your new boss. Fancy meeting you here!”

Homer groaned. “Nooo, not another boss who tells me not to nap!”
“Wrong, lad,” Salty winked. “I encourage naps — just not when the big red button’s flashing.”

Homer’s eyes widened. “Woo-hoo! Best supervisor ever!” He handed Salty half a donut as a truce.

Suddenly the control panel sparked, alarms blaring.
“Uh-oh,” muttered Lenny.
Carl winced. “This’ll be messy.”

Salty slammed a lever, shouted “Splattttttttt!”, and the sparks died down.
“Wheyyyyyy! Safe as houses, lads.”

Mr. Burns squinted. “Excellent… I think.”

As Homer leaned back in his chair, munching donuts, he grinned. “This is gonna be the best job ever.”

Salty kicked his boots up on the console, coffee in one hand, donut in the other.
“Yummmiezzzz… Springfield’s in safe hands now.”

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