two behind them let
out shouts--and a heartbeat later, Guber and Epsi, in perfect teamwork, shifted their streams of
carob to them and their open mouths.
The intra-dimensional intruder alert went off, lights streaming through the spectrum and
alarms whooping. Epsi giggled when Darth Vader announced, "I feel a disturbance in the Force,"
at a volume loud enough to make the floor and ceiling tiles rattle. That was a Guber addition,
definitely.
All four Erasers were thrashing on the floor in brown puddles, scratching and choking
and wailing as they vainly struggled to clear their faces, when the newly created Purple Blood
Protection Detail Special Forces team arrived. They were accompanied by a HAZ-MAT team
that was still undergoing training in handling carob.
Guber put his arm around Epsi and they retreated to a clean corner of the room, to watch
and wait until the authorities had cleaned up the mess.
"Are we gonna have to put up with that kind of trouble for the rest of our lives?" she
mused.
"Yeah, probably. Or at least until they get a new Administrator King or Queen elected
who can push through that legislation to rewrite the royal genetic code." He waved his free hand,
opened up a dimensional pocket, and brought out two frosty cans of diet cherry cola. "Until then,
I'm gonna be rich from all the royalties on those carob cannons I'm designing and selling.
Correction." He popped the tops on the cans with flickers of light. Epsi rather hoped it was so
that he wouldn't have to remove his arm from around her waist. " We will be rich.
Because you're part of this."
"I just suggested automatic machines to shoot the liquid carob. I didn't say anything
about cannons or how to do it," she protested.
"Yeah, well, that's teamwork. I kinda like it, y'know?"
Was it her imagination, or did his arm tighten around her, and did he lean a little
closer?
"Yeah, I do, too." Was that her voice, getting husky and low? Epsi had never thought
she could sound like that.
Guber certainly seemed to like it.
"Maybe... I don't know... You want to go steady?"
"Steady?"
"It's basically the Human equivalent of courtship." His voice cracked and he leaned
close enough she thought his nose would touch hers in a moment more. Which would be fine,
quite frankly, because she had been thinking about ambushing him with another kiss, and that
put him in close proximity for it.
"Courtship?" Epsi's eyes got wide and filled with sparks as her face heated and her
blushing tinted the air in strobing shades of hot pink and lavender. "As in...?"
Guber could only nod, blushing so hard his face was green and the color began seeping
into his hair.
"Eventually marrying?" she finished on a whisper.
He nodded again, and sparks shot off his ear tips.
"Yes!" Epsi tossed aside her can of cola and threw herself at him. Which wasn't very
far.
Guber stood up, and the force of her impact against him had them tumbling head over
heels across the room. A defensive bubble encased them, keeping them from hitting anything
hard--another of Guber's patented designs that was sure to keep him rich. Guber and Epsi kissed
and tumbled through the air, shooting off sparks that acted like jets that kept them tumbling,
bobbing gently up and down.
"So, like, did you say yes?" Guber gasped.
Epsi kissed him again. He was smart enough to figure out what she meant.
END
About the Author
Michelle has been a story addict for as long as she can remember, discovering Narnia
and Star Trek at an early age, and becoming addicted to Greek mythology. After discovering
fandom in college, she published 40+ short stories in various universes including Star Trek,
Highlander, and Stargate SG-1 . This launched her writing career, eventually
creating her own universes instead of playing in someone else's.
She has a BA in theater/English from Northwestern College and a MA in
communication, focused on film and writing from Regent University. She continues to write and
submit scripts for various
out shouts--and a heartbeat later, Guber and Epsi, in perfect teamwork, shifted their streams of
carob to them and their open mouths.
The intra-dimensional intruder alert went off, lights streaming through the spectrum and
alarms whooping. Epsi giggled when Darth Vader announced, "I feel a disturbance in the Force,"
at a volume loud enough to make the floor and ceiling tiles rattle. That was a Guber addition,
definitely.
All four Erasers were thrashing on the floor in brown puddles, scratching and choking
and wailing as they vainly struggled to clear their faces, when the newly created Purple Blood
Protection Detail Special Forces team arrived. They were accompanied by a HAZ-MAT team
that was still undergoing training in handling carob.
Guber put his arm around Epsi and they retreated to a clean corner of the room, to watch
and wait until the authorities had cleaned up the mess.
"Are we gonna have to put up with that kind of trouble for the rest of our lives?" she
mused.
"Yeah, probably. Or at least until they get a new Administrator King or Queen elected
who can push through that legislation to rewrite the royal genetic code." He waved his free hand,
opened up a dimensional pocket, and brought out two frosty cans of diet cherry cola. "Until then,
I'm gonna be rich from all the royalties on those carob cannons I'm designing and selling.
Correction." He popped the tops on the cans with flickers of light. Epsi rather hoped it was so
that he wouldn't have to remove his arm from around her waist. " We will be rich.
Because you're part of this."
"I just suggested automatic machines to shoot the liquid carob. I didn't say anything
about cannons or how to do it," she protested.
"Yeah, well, that's teamwork. I kinda like it, y'know?"
Was it her imagination, or did his arm tighten around her, and did he lean a little
closer?
"Yeah, I do, too." Was that her voice, getting husky and low? Epsi had never thought
she could sound like that.
Guber certainly seemed to like it.
"Maybe... I don't know... You want to go steady?"
"Steady?"
"It's basically the Human equivalent of courtship." His voice cracked and he leaned
close enough she thought his nose would touch hers in a moment more. Which would be fine,
quite frankly, because she had been thinking about ambushing him with another kiss, and that
put him in close proximity for it.
"Courtship?" Epsi's eyes got wide and filled with sparks as her face heated and her
blushing tinted the air in strobing shades of hot pink and lavender. "As in...?"
Guber could only nod, blushing so hard his face was green and the color began seeping
into his hair.
"Eventually marrying?" she finished on a whisper.
He nodded again, and sparks shot off his ear tips.
"Yes!" Epsi tossed aside her can of cola and threw herself at him. Which wasn't very
far.
Guber stood up, and the force of her impact against him had them tumbling head over
heels across the room. A defensive bubble encased them, keeping them from hitting anything
hard--another of Guber's patented designs that was sure to keep him rich. Guber and Epsi kissed
and tumbled through the air, shooting off sparks that acted like jets that kept them tumbling,
bobbing gently up and down.
"So, like, did you say yes?" Guber gasped.
Epsi kissed him again. He was smart enough to figure out what she meant.
END
About the Author
Michelle has been a story addict for as long as she can remember, discovering Narnia
and Star Trek at an early age, and becoming addicted to Greek mythology. After discovering
fandom in college, she published 40+ short stories in various universes including Star Trek,
Highlander, and Stargate SG-1 . This launched her writing career, eventually
creating her own universes instead of playing in someone else's.
She has a BA in theater/English from Northwestern College and a MA in
communication, focused on film and writing from Regent University. She continues to write and
submit scripts for various
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