The Plastic Spoon
I’d suggest finding a different doctor- co-stars a chimp
- a creature of infinite melancholy
- suggested that we wear each other’s shirts
- new moccasins and snow-shoes
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The plastic spoon wasn’t having much effect on the ice entombing the only fork available to me on this airship. I needed to get back to the petting zoo quickly! So, I pried the whole frost-caked shelf out of the dessert case and dumped the pies onto the counter. The circus people’s eyes lit up when so many pastries landed before them, so I left them the spoon as well.
“Just what the doctor ordered,” I heard one of them say.
I ran out of the bistro, muttering, “I’d suggest finding a different doctor.”
Contrarian airships do not all have petting zoos. That’s a myth perpetuated by a classic TV series that co-stars a chimp astrologer and a creature of infinite melancholy resembling a flightless parrot. They solve mysteries together, visiting a different airship’s petting zoo in each episode.
Of course Fleur’s vessel had everything. Racing back with the chilled fork to help Jim, I took a shortcut across the ice rink. The referee of the in-progress hockey game tried to delay me and suggested that we wear each other’s shirts, a blatant ploy by the sports officials’ union to insinuate itself into military affairs. I laughed and kept moving. Because ice skates are the one sharp object that ever accidentally downed a Contrarian blimp, the hockey players weren’t allowed to wear them. At least they all had new moccasins and snow-shoes.
My shortcut proved to be a miscalculation, though.
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