Carla Sank Into a Fetal Ball
long legs and fierce eyes- “It’s very interesting.”
- baby gorilla devours her first birthday cake
- Boom.
- and gloves without fingers
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Carla sank into a fetal ball on the coffee table, with Jove still perched on her back. He plucked his monocle and fogged it with his breath.
“Ahem,” Jupiter said.
“Oh. Right.” Jove snapped his whip again, and Carla backed off the coffee table. Another snap, and she pressed a small button in the carpet. The table flipped over, disappearing under the floor as another piece of furniture rose to replace it. The new object was possibly a bizarre chair, or maybe just a sculpture. What it most resembled was a bat with long legs and fierce eyes.
“Do you like the altar?” Jupiter asked.
Tesla spoke calmly. “It’s very interesting.”
Jupiter scowled down at us. “I haven’t felt so unappreciated for my genius since Jove barely cracked a smile when I showed him ‘baby gorilla devours her first birthday cake.’ That was hysterically funny, but you’d never guess from his stoic reaction.”
“Stoic? You’re embroidering.” Jove snapped his whip twice, and Carla turned so he faced Jupiter. “And, the video clip of a baby gorilla is hysterically funny, but your dance interpretation of it is merely odd. Boom. There. I said it.”
“Why must we squabble? Especially at a time as important as this?” Jupiter bowed deeply from atop his clown.
“Don’t fret. Brothers without squabbles are like Martinis without olives and gloves without fingers.”
“Déclassé?”
“Exactly. And, now that the altar is prepared…”
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