Slurpee Man

by Mike Bozart

The author, Agent 33, is out on campus on an October day, thinking that he'll never have a short story idea ever again, when lo and behold, he is accosted on the sidewalk by a young man demanding a certain icy beverage. Agent 32 calls the author later, and the recursion grows deeper. If this little tale were a movie, it would probably be rated G.