Fic: Adversaries (G, gen, crossover of sorts, humor)

Title: Adversaries
Word Count: 1630
Rating: G (Gratuitious nerd humor)
Summary: Instead of Configurable Analog Transmitter Stack, box contained vermin. Would not buy again.
Author's note: For an Anonymous prompt: Eleven + box of kittens. You know you want this. For some reason these elements led in only one direction in my mind.

(link goes to eleven_fic)
Somewhere in the early twenty-first century, in the civilization known as Earth--likely in a nondescript location in a North American town with ample wireless hotspots and a name like Buford, or Richland, or Gibsonia--there is a secret workshop.

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