|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- GOODBYE POPCORN--CUP 6--"FAKE CERQUAINE" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Goodbye Popcorn  ||  -------> (Cup SRgp006, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = "So what's the deal with you and El Flactor Floor? Are you still, like, seeing her?" Minion asked. "Nah." said Daptin. "When she found out about it, she said she didn't want to see me for a while. She said she understood, but that she was still hurt by it. I mean, like, what did she expect?" "And Sarah?" "I'm like, y'know, I'm a little burnt from doing it with her. I mean, like I said, it's totally different. I mean, I feel like I almost need a rest. Y'know?" "Yeah. But like, couldn't it be just her? I mean, couldn't her mantle have something to do with it? I mean, might it be, y'know, different with different goddesses?" "I guess. I guess that makes sense." "I hope I find out. Like I hope I can do like a research paper on it, and like compare all of them." Minion said, then chuckled. "Well there're only a couple of hundred, you know." "Yeah, but there are three more cities, don't forget." "I know, but we're definitely Agoopi mortals, and the other pantheons probably wouldn't view us with much favor." "I don't know man. I've heard about mortals who work for gods in all four cities, you know, just to who pays the most." "Yeah, but no one can trust 'em. It's like, I think you totally have to choose a city. Y'know? It makes sense. So that the gods and goddesses trust you. Y'know?" "Yeah." Daptin put the blue jacket on and looked at himself in the mirror, running his fingers through his full head of dark green hair. "I look like a total dummy. I have to look cool to be a cool mortal who goes on cool missions. Right?" "You look about as good as an Arctican can, Gone." "Hah hah. Very funny. I thought the Arctican jokes would stop once I gained all this power, but I guess that was too much to hope for." "And c'mon man, we're not all that powerful yet. Let's not get ahead of ourselves, dude. Now we have to know our place in the scheme of things." "Oh shut up." "Just trying to be helpful." "Well, all I'll say is, I'm no stranger to power, that's all." "Okay man. We'll see. We'll see how well you do on this mission." "I'm sure I'll do just fine." "I don't know. What's the mission all about, anyway?" "We don't know yet. But they say it will involve going over to Boltpike." "I was over there before. It's pretty cool." "Yeah I know. I never went there yet. I guess I'll be there in a few hours." "Yeah." As they said this, Fake Cerquaine walked into the room, a short-haired, keen-looking girl from Spoin 5th, the dorm floor at Thatterine College where Tanner Loblolly, Martin Fovea, and Minion Van Hall also currently lived. Daptin had lived there several years earlier. "Ready ready ready for the mission, Daptin?" she asked. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be." Daptin said, looking back into the mirror and fussing with his hair again. "You look fine. We're supposed to be able to blend in, remember? No notoriety, no outrageous features. That's why we're valuable to the Caxopys." "Uh-huh." Daptin said. "So come on, let's go, it's getting late, and we're supposed to stop by that store on the way there to get some stuff." Fake said. "I know I know." Daptin said. "I guess we may as well go now." "Gonna say bye-bye to Sarah?" Fake asked. "I can't like--this is y'know--I can't believe how everyone is like so into my life. I mean, it is sort of personal, y'know?" "Daptin, you found it with a goddess. And not just any goddess, but Spanking New Sarah. You know how everyone lusts after her? And you, you go right in and score on the first try." Fake said. "What, you lust after her too?" Minion said. "No stupid, but I know a lot of guys around here who do. And I guess a few women, too." "Well you said everyone." "Don't take everything so literally, Minion. I mean, when I call you a total retard I don't mean it like you're really retarded, just that you act like it a lot. Get it?" "Got it." "Good." "Yeah." Daptin said with a sigh. "You can tell me all about her on the way to The Caxopy Group. Now let us go." Fake said, bouncing up and down a few times and turning toward the door. "Yeah." Daptin said following Fake to the door. "I just hope the salespeople at the store don't like start asking me about Sarah and stuff." "You knew it would be like this, dude, before you even did it." Minion chided. "You went where no Thatter ever went before." "We don't know that." Tanner said. "Well, we'll just have to ask Cursive Caxopy to check her records and see if any Thatterine College student ever had sex with Spanking New Sarah." Fake said, opening the door and stepping through it, followed by Daptin. "I meant any goddess, not just Sarah the Spanker." Minion yelled after them. "She doesn't spank, Minion. And I should know." Daptin yelled back. "She's just 'spanking new'!" Fake said derisively. "Whatever." Daptin said as he shut the door behind him. The two walked down to the elevator bay and pressed the button. "Let's do it." Daptin said. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----