“We’re Not on the Moon”
on the etiquette scale- old pal from his carny days
- , think again.
- write it in the sky
- deep and abiding love
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“We’re not on the moon,” I said. “So all this talk of Lunar Law and Lunar customs is irrelevant.” I took Tessa’s hand. “Come on. We don’t have to play along with him.”
Pamplemousse spluttered about how rude I was. According to him I ranked even lower on the etiquette scale than Greasepaint Gus, an old pal from his carny days.
I replied, “If you think I care at all about the Annual Lunar Etiquette Olympics, think again.”
Tessa wiped the frosting off her face with Pamplemousse’s velvet cape and added, “And if you don’t leave me alone, I’ll have the General here order this zeppelin to do some fancy maneuvers and write it in the sky for all to see that the Moon King used to be a carny.”
I beamed at her. Is it any wonder why I have a deep and abiding love for this woman?
Zeus Pamplemousse chuckled darkly. “Under Lunar Law, skywriting gossip is considered an act of war.”
“You can’t just declare something against Lunar Law whenever you’re feeling shirty,” I complained. “The same way you can’t just declare someone your wife.”
“Well, actually,” Tessa said. “He can do that second thing.”
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