INSOLENCE!!! bellows the behemoth. NO ONE MAY JOIN THE ORDER WHO IS NOT ALREADY A MEMBER OF THE COMMITTEE!!! IT IS FROM THE RANKS OF THE COMMITTEE THAT THE ORDER IS CONSTITUTED!!!
The behemoth stands over him. Lava drools from its mouth in long, unbroken strands.
And? he says.
AND... AND... AND NOTHING!!!!! screams the behemoth.
They look at one another, he and the behemoth.
Why, then, I would like to join the committee, he says, simply.
The behemoth gives him a look of... of what... of... bewilderment? It cocks one eyebrow-like ridge and then, straightening from its menacing hunch, cocks the other eyebrow-like ridge. It then cocks its entire head and says, much more softly:
You want to join the committee?
Yes, I do.
Well, umm, that is, says the behemoth... Are you sure?
Quite.
Well, repeats the behemoth, I'm not sure exactly how to respond to this... Nobody has ever wanted to join the committee...!
The creature whips out a pair of bifocals which it places upon its gargantuan head. It then reaches into an unspeakable fold of skin (or whatever) and produces a book. It flips through the book while muttering this and that. At one point, it looks down at him and says,
Wants to join the committee... Most irregular... Most irregular, indeed!
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