The Teenage Ninja Muskrats come to Washington
" This is a fine kettle of fish you've got me into " Elon Musk was aroused from his slumber so suddenly that he nearly fell off his leather couch. His Muskrat corps had set up a beachhead on the 5th floor of the Liberty Loan Federal Building , home of the Bureau of the Fiscal Service. Some 20 billion dollars in digits pass through BFS computers, coming and going. In his last tweet the night before, Musk had claimed to be saving the government nine of those zeros for every day his Muskrats stayed at their keyboards. Musk knew that was not nearly fast enough—a billion dollars per day scratched from federal payments. At the rate they were going, they would need at least 1000 days to reach his trillion-dollar target —almost the Administration's entire second term. While Vance assured him he shouldn't worry about being stopped, he knew he didn't have that kind of time. What had roused him was the loud cheer that went up when the Muskrats, pumped on...
