Bastion finally reached his elderhood (perhaps that sunburn sapped the last of his youth). It was odd how he had aged a few days after his twin. He also didn't have any saggy bits like Brionna did...that we know of.
Give Epicurus chili. Avatar of Jumbuk must have firey breath to scare the unbelievers.
In the middle of the night, one of the neighborhood strays dropped off a squirmy white bundle. It was a kitten, presumably of Epicurus's get. The family named the kitten Evaluous, and built a cat haven in the garage, since Evaluous couldn't climb up the steps to the house. When she grew up, she looked exactly like a lighter version of Epicurus, though lacking a certain dollup of imposed insanity.
Ok, she did seem to share Epicurus's furniture-destroying talents. At least a bed can't be fully destroyed when occupied.
Celina spent a few hours every night looking for her ancestors, hoping they would come and give her a little probing and the resultant child. Her sister-cousin had already had a child with that filthy, cheating human of hers.
In an effort to appease Jumbuktu, who obviously must have been angry with her and blocking her efforts towards celestial attention, Celina built a shrine in her room. The spot was an opulent tribute to Jumbuktu's island origins, complete with a chest of shinies to bring out the glow in his eyes.
"Please, Jumbuktu. Let me know how I can please you. Should I teepee the money-grubber's house? Should I work to create a rift between Celestina and that awful Lucas? Would you like more gold?"
Something seemed to work.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
In which there is a shrine
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