War Unending

Tyler regarded his scattered Lego bricks with dismay. “My city was almost done,” he said, his voice quivering with barely-restrained tears.

“It’s the way of the universe,” said G.I. Joe. He bent down from his high shelf and surveyed the destruction. “Things fall apart. It’s scientific.”

“I spent a long time,” moaned Tyler. “Now I gotta do it again.“

Joe saluted. “The battle against entropy can only end one way, but I salute your bravery, son.”

“You didn’t see who did this?”

“Sorry,” said Joe. He rapped his face with the butt of his gun. It echoed hollowly. “Plastic eyes.”