He held the shiny little thing in his hand and blinked. It was as cute and innocuous as it was perfectly lethal. He’d...

He held the shiny little thing in his hand and blinked. It was as cute and innocuous as it was perfectly lethal. He’d said the right words, and it popped into existence, eager to please by killing everything within reach upon command. He paused and aimed, thought once, twice… then launched it. Click. Nothing happened. He tried again, and the world unfolded and fell in on itself, a smoking crater where the target had sat. Oh. Its voice rose, squeaking. “Want me to do it again?” Yeah.