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The Highest Rules

“There’s gotta be rules, Jesse!” the boy shouted across the table. “We made ‘em and they’re being stupid.”

Jesse crumpled the paper and threw it on the smooth surface of the table. “Whatever, Jeh. I’m gonna go play outside.” Just before slamming the door shut, Jesse spun on his heel and barked, “You shouldn’t have messed with ’em anyway. They were fine until you messed it all up!”

Jeh turned back to the experiment running on his computer screen. Thousands of the little things were gathered around the stupid hill Jeh had made. He snatched the paper and read over the rules again. Jeh hoped this would give his creations some direction and structure. Or at least stop them from killing each other!

Jeh keyed his interface and entered some commands. One of the little things, the one called Moses, walked up the hill and stood in awe, as Jeh had directed him too.

Jehovah keyed his mic and spoke.

“I am the Lord thy God, which have brought thee out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage.”

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