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!”
The End
copyright 2017 Diana Hignutt
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