Ditzy

"What?" Fred grumped, a bit confused at the question.

"You called me something," she said, staring him in the eye (since she was standing and he was sitting their eye levels were about the same you see.)

"Ohhh, that," Fred said as he scratched at his fox-legs. He wasn't sure be he was afraid that he had a flea problem. "Ditzy. I called you ditzy."

"And what is 'ditzy'?" Astra wanted to know.

Fred smiled at her. Her ignorance was almost endearing. "Bewildered," Fred replied, "confused, scatterbrained, unbalanced. That is what ditzy means my dear Princess."

Astra wrinkled her snouted nose for a moment as if in deep thought. "That's what I thought it meant," she said. And then she popped Fred with a right hook that sent him sprawling into the dirt.

"I am not ditzy," she said proudly, "I am Aqualarian." And then she raised her arms toward the sky and started her heavenly supplication all over again. Fred rubbed his jaw and muttered something unkind.

1. Suddenly a huge swirling cloud appears and a giant feminine hand descends from out of the cloud and with one immense and well manicured finger the hand points toward the direction of safety.
2. But nothing happens. And it is a nothing so profound and absolute that even if something had happened they wouldn't have noticed because they were so riveted by all of the nothing that was happening. And then Fred giggled.
3. But somewhere else something was happening. It was just that it involved other people doing other things for other reasons and it wasn't at all clear if it had anything to do with Fred and Astra.

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