|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- FOOLWARD OAK--CUP 3--"OW MUCHY MOYAR" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Foolward Oak  ||  -------> (Cup SRfo003, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "I saw your macrame, Norlime." Moyar said as she looked over at Eckert. "Oh yeah really?" Eckert said quickly, looking at Moyar. "Yes it's quite nice. A fine job, in fact. Quite attractive in that foyer." Moyar said. Eckert looked down and blushed visibly. "Oh it was nothing, y'know, just something I learned at camp." Moyar smiled and nodded her head, looking down at the ground distantly. Banish was meandering around some nearby trees as the breeze changed direction and got palpably warmer and different. "Norlime loves you, Muchy, if you don't know." Billion said matter-of-factly. "Oh god..." Eckert began, looking up at Billion. "Well it's true, isn't it?" Billion asked. Eckert shrugged in a defensive manner, mouth open and with a martyrish expression, seeming on the verge of saying something. "Come Norlime, tell me more." Moyar said in an exaggeratedly flattered manner. "Ho jeez." Norlime said. "I mean... I never..." "Toupee!" Toggle Joseph blurted out from his fetal ball, in a loud voice. The sound of it seemed to echo briefly. Ow Muchy Moyar turned towards the boy and said "I see Joe's in a good mood today." "Indeed--indeeeeeeeeeed." Billion said. "Hey Muchy!" Banish said from the other side of the hill. "Yes Dandy?" Moyar asked. "Didn't Ky say there was a little house that monsters live in somewhere in these woods?" Banish said. "I do believe she mentioned something of the sort. Why? Would you like to go on a hunt for it?" Moyar said. "Sure, I'd be game. How 'bout you Belly? Nor? Joe? Wanna go on a monster hunt with us?" Banish said. "A monster hunt, how gauche." Billion said dryly. "That sounds like a great idea. I've always wanted to see a monster." Eckert said, glad to find a diversion to the issue of his love for Ow Muchy Moyar. "You mean other than Caff?" Moyar said. Norlime laughed and nodded his head. "Or Vlad for that matter." "But of course." Moyar responded. Eckert clapped his hands and stood up. "Well, shall we be off?" "What of our little Toggle?" Moyar asked. Eckert walked over to Joseph, knelt down, grabbed the boy's arm, and began to lift him up. Joseph twisted about, breaking the grip, and fell back to the ground like a rag doll, giggling. "Come now, boy." Eckert said as he tried again, only to have Joseph twist and fall again, giggling uncontrollably at this point. He tried several more times without much luck. "He seems incapable of walking, I fear." Eckert said with a smile. Moyar smiled also, and began walking in the direction of Eckert and Banish. "Be on yours merrie way." Billion said, still lying on his back. "I'll tend the brat for now." "You're in a mood Bill." Moyar said wryly. "Sip..." Billion muttered. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----