<meta name="LineWrap" content="true"><TITLE>SR_Bk1 0124</TITLE><A HREF="SR_Bk1-0125.txt">Next (Page 125)</A><BR> It made a terrible breaking noise, flipping in the air quickly away from Snoppy, but remaining airborne.<P><P>Darnazy broke out into his deafening laugh again.<P><P>The other flyers didn't react, and kept coming. At this point, there were seven or eight in sight.<P><P>Snoppy advanced on the yellow one, which was faltering, and bashed it again. It made another horrible noise and flew smack into a big case full of valuable dishes, crashing and smashing the whole deal.<P><P>"I heard on the reality report this morning that there was sleeking on Cwickalty's Banjoose Pike," Evelyn said, biting her lip.<P><P>"That's gotta be it..." Enc said. "But I've never seen it this bad..."<P><P>The yellow thing was near the ground now, spinning slowly, agitating the pile of broken glass beneath it.<P><P>"Lessee if I can ice this one, then we'll worry about the others," Snoppy said. Then he raised the pipe above his head and yelled "Fucker!" as he brought the weapon down hard of the unknown thing. A sound like a massive electrical discharge filled the room, and the thing shuddered, then dropped to the ground, motionless.<P><P>"Killable," Snoppy said with pride, nodding his head.<P><P>"Ah! Aha!" Darnazy said, standing up and inadvertently shoving the table forward, tumbling pancakes, syrup, coffee, juice, and the like all over the damn place. "Aha! I have it!"<P><P>He ignored the mess and strode over to his pile of crap.<P><P>"I should get my sword," Enc said as Darnazy rummaged wildly through his stuff, making a most unearthly noise.<P><P>"Yeah, go get it," Snoppy said, updating his grip on the pipe and getting ready to cream another flyer. "Looks like we got our work cut out for us."<P><P>"No Snoppy!" Darnazy moaned. "I have just the thing. No Enc! Rest your sword arm. I have just the thing..."<P><P>"Well hurry it up, Thonc," Snoppy said.<P><P>"Aha!" Darnazy burst out. "Yes, haha, great!"<P><P>He jumped up with a little blue something in his hand, his arm raised above his head, knuckles scraping the ceiling.<P><P>"What is it now?" Evelyn asked.<P><P>"Haha! A blue hole! What did I tell you? Just the thing!"<P><P>Enc looked around and sighed in frustration. "Do any of you have any idea what Darnazy is talking about--ever?"<P><P>"It's just his way," Snoppy said.<P><P>"My good friends," Darnazy said in an excited manner, "they will be as attracted to the blue hole as I am to Appomattox Flight and Accurate Rebellion."<P><P>The girls shook their heads in frustration.<P><P>"Horny bastard," Snoppy said with a grin. "Well, do what you have to do."<P><P>"Apologies to tablekind," Darnazy said, looking around wildly. Then he scrambled his huge body up onto the table, fully demolishing anything left on it.<P><P>When he put his full weight on the table, it totally collapsed. But he continued on, unfazed, and stood up straight on top of the ruins of the breakfast table.<P><P>Then carefully--oh so carefully--he extended his hand, the marble-sized blue hole a searingly dark bright negative blue between his thumb and index finger.<P><P>With painful care, the hulking man positioned the blue hole according to some unseen logic of need, and gingerly let it go. It stayed there, motionless in midair.<P><P>Then he ducked and scrambled forward, but managed to trip on all the destroyed table crap. He fell forward.<P><P>"Calgareaux's mind!" Darnazy exclaimed as he collapsed heavily into the mess.<P><P>The impact shook the whole room.<P><P>Enc took a deep breath in frustration.<P><P>"Can't we have one day without stupidity, destruction, and the unknown?" she said.<P><P>"Ugh," Darnazy said, wallowing in the remnants of the breakfast, trying to get his bearings. "The tables are winning."<P><P>"Why did he have to do that?" Evelyn asked of Enc, who shrugged.<P><P>"Oh, okay," Snoppy said, observing as the flying things began to slowly drift toward the blue hole.<P><P>Enc nodded. "Nice. Very nice job, Darnazy.<BR><A HREF="SR_Bk1-0125.txt">Next (Page 125)</A>