Well, look who thinks he's all smart!
Anyhow, muy short chapter today. Pretty much a little more cleaning up and setting up for the final hour. Yes, there will be a Final Hour.
But not yet.
Cehptar 72
{Druna,} I sent. {Druna, I need to get that glukkon morph.}
Silence. And then I was hit by all of Druna’s emotion. And I realized why Patch thought she was cheating on him. She was constantly thinking about some other mudokon. A mudokon Patch knew. A mudokon Patch would likely hate forever if he found out.
Druna had fallen for me.
As flattered as I was, I couldn’t actually understand it. I was a simple drone, and couldn’t comprehend such emotions on my own.
Druna answered at last. {Hi, Dante,} she said, trying to maintain herself. She wasn’t completely gaga, but she was flustered all the same. {No problem.}
I wanted to confront her about it, but it simply wasn’t the time. I thanked her and moved on.
In the hub, I popped over to glukkon form and marched into ….
The last stop in the zulag. Glukkon rations. I’d never been here before, so it was a surprise to me to see a shopping center. And there wasn’t even a zippy camera.
And, now as a glukkon, every slig in the room dropped what they were doing and rushed me. I had just enough time to see the five mudokons around were acting as “cashiers,” checking off what food products were removed from storage and what new items were coming in, when the sligs swarmed me, each offering to pick up some snacks or smokes or drinks for me.
This would be easy enough. “Hey! All o’ yeh!”
Hi, hi, hi.
I began nodding at each slig, and ordering things. “You, get me some cigars. You, friet fries. You, slog chunks. You, meep munchies. Take them to zulag nine and leave ‘em in my room. Do it!”
Buzzes of assent. The sligs ran off to collect the items I had asked for, and soon they were all gone.
Pfft. No big thing. I switched over and called to the mudokons. They gathered and I chanted.
And that was the color and shape of it. Five more rescues.
As hesitant as I was to try Druna again, I had to. {Druna? A little more help?}
I think being bothered so much - and in such a way - would have driven anyone else off the deep end. But Druna seemed to get more and more addicted to me. {Sure, sure, okay, hon-eh, Dante.}
I overlooked it. She gave me the power and I morphed.
Back into the ball car and on the way to the main hub.
Halfway through the ball car trip, something happened.
When it happened, I panicked, and almost gave myself away. I almost ruined my plans.
