My Short Story, Which Is Simply Awesome.

At the behest of one, possibly two posters, I've decided to write a short story. The ending, I think, is transcendant.

Future

The year was 2019. Mankind had long ago begun to decline as the dominant species on the planet. Dependent on concentrated citric acid in order to survive, modern humans fought bitterly over the dwindling resources of Earth's oranges and rosehips.

One day, in the month of Decoctobrurary, 2019, two android children were skipping through puddles of cyberorganic toxic waste, when they discovered a cave set into the side of a mechanically altered mountain structure.

The two kids, a boy and a girl, paused at the discovery. The boy did some rapid calculations in his silicomesh mindbrain electro-organ. "Let us go inside," he said.

They proceeded through the entrance only to find a fetid pile of rotting flesh.

"It's the remains of the comical, but brilliant, musician Bobby McFerrin!" the boy exclaimed.

The girl concurred. "If it is, then one thing is for certain: The remains of the comical, but brilliant, musician Bobby McFerrin stink to high heaven!"

The boy nodded, and then suddenly shouted out a discovery. "Look, there's something in his mouth!"

The girl approached cautiously, and pulled a yellowed, moist parchment from between the dead man's teeth.

"It's a treasure map!" the girl yelled, excitedly.

"Hot ****!" the boy exclaimed, kicking a rock.

Then it was, like, the future some more.