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"Hey guys!" yells Scott, coming into view with a big bucket of fried
chicken. "I was in line at the KFC (Krazy Fried Chicken) and had just got
my order when the damn Memory ran out again." He then unfolds a table,
puts down the bucket, and unpacks slaw, mashed potatoes, corn, green beans,
biscuits, napkins, forks, spoons, plates, cups, a gallon of sweet tea, and
a forty piece mixed fried bucket. "Bucket of holding, eh?" says Ben, grinning as he fixes himself a plate. "Absolutely," says Lots, as he munches down on some corn. "Disposable items of holding have been all the rage since they reformulated that space expansion/dilution spell." Scott is not eating chicken, he is instead counting his fingers. You would not think this would take long, but he keeps making invisible notation in the air like he is trying to solve an equation. "Hey guys?" he says, "this is new... and yet.. no, it can't be." The tone of his voice tells Josh that Scott has had one of his moments of inspiration, and that this news will be either mindblowingly awesome or.. will just suck like all get out. "What is it, man?!" he says frantically, spit flying from his mouth. Of course, some of the spit gets on Reaibn's freshly dry-cleaned robes. "Damn!" says Reaibn "You and Scott are always trying to get ish on my robes." and then continues to curse under his breath as he wipes off the spot with a napkin. "Guys..." says Scott.. "this is not a normal reset. The entirety of the Multiverse is about to re-Align." Through a mouthful of food, Ben says "Capital A style align?!" Reaibn chokes on some beans, then sputters out "After all this time?! Even by the Tower clock, it has been years! But if that happens..." he then gulps heavily. Lots pours a glass of sweet tea over his head. "Back to.... capital R Reality?" Scott can but nod. "I am sure of it. Soon. When reality reforms, we will be outside of the Tower domains once again. And Reaibn, Lots, and Ben will be... wherever they go when they are not here." This statement is greeted by unanimous groans from all three. "Are you sure it's not just the reforming of Horsehockey?" says Josh, absentmindedly stuffing mashed potatoes into his mouth. "That would be preferable," says Reaibn. "The wide vs. tall variance of the Tower... we have been wanting to get back there forever." "No." says Scott, more serious than the rest have seen him in years. The manic glare is out of his eyes, his breathing normal, and a sad look is on his face. "It all ends. No more staircases, no more random occurrences, no more near-immortality. Not for any of us. Real Life. Expulsed from Tower domains. It comes. It comes...." Scott then lays down on his stomach, burying his head in his arms. "Um," says Ben. "Yeah, that's not cool. We petitioned for Horsehockey, not an Alignment. We were promised that we could stay here forever. High Floors promised. Big ones. Promises were made." No one is eating any food anymore, except for Josh. He is eating more food, trying to ignore what Scott is saying. "I love you guys." says Reaibn. "Really. I feel as if this will be the fading of myself from all realms... " "No." says Lots. "You will find a way back to Horsehockey. We all will. We are being Expulsed from Tower realities, from the Multiversal Junction areas, back to Reality. It is temporary. We will find our way back." Ben nods and gives a half smile. "You are right, Lots. We will find our way back. No matter where we go, or even if our light is snuffed out, we will find our way back. In Horsehockey, we will lift the Glasses once again. In one day or a thousand hence, we will lift the Glasses, and toast Eternity once more." Reaibn finds himself moved by this, shedding a tear. "Wow, Ben, thats... beautiful. And Lots, thank you. Thank you both. I agree. We will all raise Glasses together, and toast Eternity. In Horsehockey." Three hours later...
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