Chapter 86 Plan B
Matter is plastic in the face of Mind. – Philip K. Dick
They both fell with a hard thud. If they were both still mortal they would have died instantly, but neither still fit that description. Nonetheless both still got the air knocked out of them and lay sprawled on the ground for a few moments. Once they realized that they were in fact unhurt by their plunge they slowly rose to their feet, regarding each other with quiet hatred.
The evil Marie then noticed their surroundings and laughed, a bit manically, Marie thought.
“Do you realize where we are, my sister from across universes?” the crazy Marie asked.
“No, bitch, where are we?”
“We’re at the site of my final victory!” She continued her mad laughter. “Your pitiful attempt to kill me has failed! And now you shall witness the fall of the last world in all the universes to holdout against me!”
They were on a blackened and scorched world with a bright orange sky filled with an armada of imposing spaceships looming above them.
“Yeah, or not,” said Marie confidently.
“What do you mean? How can you stop me here? There is just you and I have an army. Look up! Look around you! This is your doom! Do you not see it?”
“Yeah, I’m not that impressed honestly,” Marie replied nonchalantly.
“Then you’re a fool!” screamed the mad Marie.
“Or you are. Oh, look, here come my friends.” Marie pointed out to her.
And around them they appeared….millions and millions of hyperdimensional lemurs, chattering, hopping, and whooping with frenzied delight.
“What are they doing here?” asked the evil Marie with great concern.
“Here?” Marie replied, “But we’re not here anymore. We’re Elsewhere. Look. Now where’s your armada? “
Marie smiled as she watched her deranged twin look about in the safety orange colored heavens searching for the space ships which had been about to deliver the final blow to the last bit of resistance.
“Where did they go? This is a trick!” she screamed again, more insanely than before.
“It’s no trick. They’re right where they were. But, my friends and I moved the planet to a region in the interstitial transdimensional boundary. You and your conquest of the multiverse are finished, you crazy fucking bitch.” Marie said in triumph.
And just then Bruce materialized around the other Marie and consumed her in one gulp of his vague blueish form.
“How’d I do, Marie?” he asked.
“You did great, Bruce, just great.”
“Now what do you need me to do?” the Blue blob asked.
“Now, my friend, we’re going to open a bar. We have a convention to host.”
She called out to the surrounding lemurs, “Thanks guys! Give us a couple of minutes, and drinks are on me!”
copyright 2017 Diana Hignutt