“Is it safe?” said Virgon.
“Don’t worry,” said Hadron. “The Intergalactic Teleporter is disguised as an antique car. No one would get in it.”
“But isn’t the Teleporter set for Emitocron? Their entire planet on house arrest because of their penchant for building hyper-weapons. If they escape their planet entire civilizations are doomed!”
“Don’t worry. They can’t escape unless they can crack the 256-bit passcode.”
“Wait, isn’t that the world’s most notorious tinkerer and hacker, Assangelo, climbing in the Teleporter?”
“Don’t worry, he’ll never find…”
Assangelo flickered away to Emitocron.
“What now?” shrieked Virgon.
Hadron drooped. “Okay. Now you can worry.”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers. Look here for the original prompt and a blue link to this week’s many other stories: https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2016/02/24/26-february-2016/