"Sliders" and all of the characters contained in this
story are not property of me, but of St. Clare
Entertainment and I'm not getting paid for this,
though I really do wish I were."

A very short story

By Doug Bruzzone

The tale of the Sliders after the series ended.

We cut back to Maggie, Diana, and Nutter Butter.

The Seer is lying there dead.

Maggie: Well, our contracts just ended.

Diana: Damn.

Suddenly, the Seer opens his eyes and takes a deep
breath.

The Seer:  Sorry, I choked on a donut.

Maggie: Is Rembrandt okay?

We focus in as the Seer "sees" Rembrandt in the
vortex.  He's going and suddenly... he vaporizes.

Seer: Sorry, he's dead.

Suddenly, Fidel Castro's double comes in and kills
Mallory because he "was such a lousy character in the
first place".

Seer: Him too.

Maggie: Hooray!

Diana: Let's party!

Seer: An important man just died.

Diana: Who?

Maggie: He means Remmy.

Diana: Oh yeah.

Seer: Maggie, you will die in 4.7 minutes unless
you... oops, never mind.  Doesn't matter now.

4.7 miutes later...

Maggie: Gacchh! [DIE]

Seer: Silicon poisoning.

Diana: Oh.

Suddenly, Diana's double runs into the room wielding a
chainsaw.

Alt-Diana: I'm the only Diana Davis on this world! 
DIE!!

Diana kicks her out of the room and she falls to her
death (it wasn't established on the show, but the room
was 68 stories up).

Seer: I saw that coming.

Diana: Good.

Seer: There's a nuclear missle bound for Los Angeles
and we're all dead... now.

Suddenly a nuclear missle hits the building and they
all die.

RIPPLE DISSOLVE to:

Quinn in his basement with the timer about to
transport himself, Wade, and Arturo.

Quinn: On second thought, why bother?

Arturo: My boy, are you serious?

Quinn: It's Tournament Champions Week on Jeapordy. 
Besides, it's pretty likely I'll transport us all into
a world where everything is covered in ice and
activate the vortex early, thus triggering a chain of
events whereby the proffessor dies, Wade is captured
by super-intelligent apes, me and my long-lost brother
disappear for no apparent reason, and a singer who
calls me "Q-Ball" and who I accidentally transport
along with us is the only surviving original slider.

Wade and Arturo: HA HA HA HA!!!

Quinn: What?

Wade: And to think that I had some long-lost love for
you.

She slaps him and leaves.

Arturo: You, my boy, are a BLISTERING IDIOT!

He rumbles his way out of Quinn's house.

Quinn: Now I'm all alone.

He looks at his cat.

Quinn: You don't think I'm stupid, do you?

The cat keels over and dies.

Quinn: MOM! The cat died again!

Quinn's Mom: Oh shut up and end the fucking story.

Quinn: Right.