Fleur Turned the Zeppelin Hard to Starboard
“I have heard a rumor.”- but your eyes are wide open
- my body is 65% Kool-Aid
- the enthusiasm of my stupidity
- when Napoleon and a farmer squabble
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Fleur turned the zeppelin hard to starboard and revved the engines, scooting us away from the fracas in the water below. The fighter pilots evidently judged our position to be sufficiently removed from the combat zone, because they opened fire on the ungainly, baby-shaped enemy submarine. The aircraft carrier took a bit of friendly fire, but most of the missiles struck the sub, or the water in its immediate vicinity.
“The crew still aboard the ship are in terrible danger,” I said, not mentioning John or Xylona. “It would surprise me if the ship’s not already taking on water.”
Fleur didn’t take her eyes off the instrument panel. “I have heard a rumor.”
“When?” I asked.
“You must have potatoes in your ears,” the blue panda said, “but your eyes are wide open. Follow along on the readout.”
The zeppelin’s dashboard had a screen showing a schematic of the aircraft carrier. Most of the outlines were green, but most of the keel was drawn in red. The vessel’s waterline was indicated too, and it was rising fast.
I looked from the screen to Fleur to Isolde to the panda, and finally the armadillo carrying my infant daughter. We met each other’s gaze, and the person in the colorful suit crooned, “My body is 65% Kool-Aid. That probably accounts for the enthusiasm of my stupidity.”
“Hey,” I said, “you’re up here instead of down there. That’s not stupid.”
“There’s an old Contrarian saying,” Fleur grumbled, her attention still riveted to operating the airship. “The eggs go sour and the milk gets a shell when Napoleon and a farmer squabble.”
“Such wise words for this disastrous occasion,” Isolde said.
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