Mother’s Temper Should Not Have Surprised John
I come from the land of plenty- the slimy creature refusing to budge
- Do you not think something’s missing, brother?
- prioritizing your coital carnival
- gold-painted, life-size statue of his voluptuous wife
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Mother’s temper should not have surprised John, and while it is quite frightful, I would expect a seasoned espionage agent like him to have more intestinal fortitude. The sight of my nemesis with a load in his ceremonial jammies ought to make me smile, but instead it made me wary. What exactly had Mother done to him?
Through the escape pod door I heard her say, “I come from the land of Plentylvania, a descendent of the royal line. I can’t believe I’m married to the slimy creature refusing to budge from this escape pod and fix his error.”
Mother a Plentylvanian? The idea was shocking. And yet…
I remembered working on a family tree project with Jason, tracing our line back many generations on Father’s side. Mother’s side was starkly empty. “Do you not think something’s missing brother?” Jason asked. Now it all fell into place. Plentylvania was a small country, completely surrounded by (and always at war with) Svenborgia.
The escape pod door slid open and Mother confronted me. “I couldn’t help but witness your parade of children. It’s clear that you were prioritizing your coital carnival instead of countersurveilling John like you were ordered to do.”
“None of this is my fault,” I insisted. “Get out here, John, and restart the engines.”
“All I ever wanted,” whined John, “was to be the kind of guy who had a gold-painted, life-size statue of his voluptuous wife in his office, and now I’m going to die in a zeppelin.”
“Not if you restart the engines.”
“And stop pissing off your wife,” Mother added.
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