[Prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/ .]
He laughed. “No one can save you now! For I am the great overlord Todd, master of everything the light touches. You have made me mad. Prepare to die!”
“But I have so much more to live for!”
“And now you’ll have so much more to die for. For making me mad, you will be…recycled!”
Someone banged on the door. “Todd? Why are you in the garage? You’re not playing in the recyclables again, are you?”
Todd huffed as he stared at the plastic bottles and old newspapers around him. “No?”
“Come in and do your homework.”
“Yes Mom.” Leaving the items where they were, he scooped up his black power ranger and skulked into the house.