Mad-Sci-Soc
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“You did?”
“Oh yes. You lowered its defences. And then the signal at the window? Ripping down the curtains… A master stroke!”
“It was?”
“Yes. We just needed a clean shot into its fleshy centre.”
“We?”
“Max and I.”
“Max?”
“Max Four. He devised the super-virus.”
“Max Four?”
“Terri cloned another Max.”
“Terri hates Max.”
“Terri forgives Max.”
“Forgives?”
“When you forgive, you in no way change the past, but you can change the future.”
“That’s very Jobsian.”
“Maybe. It had to be done. Max was the only person that could do it!”
I pulled away slightly. “Um, will Terri forgive me, you know, for kissing you like this?”
“Oh yeah. Terri knows and approves. She says she’ll see you soon. In the meantime, she has a planet to sort out and rebuild. She’ll also reform Mad-Sci-Soc. Find Conrad and Karmen’s data and rebuild them. In the meantime, we have the whole mountain to ourselves to explore, enjoy, go skiing and level 10 as many times as you like.”
I spluttered incoherently.
“And if anybody asks we can call it reconnaissance. Checking out Gruyère’s HQ. No interruptions...” (Kiss). T-7 continued. “And finally ,when everything is sorted out, Terri will be back and we can do it all again. Terri and I and you.”
“The three of us?”
“Yes, Terri says that if you have a super power, like having multiple copies of yourself, then you might as well use it. So it will be the two of us and you, doing e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g again. So you better be inventive because she’s not only wanting to show her gratitude, she’s also looking forward to a great vacation.”
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About the Author
Acknowledgements
Many original ideas from Simon Pritchard.
Many wacky ideas filtered out and advice given by Alex Pritchard.
Final proof-reading by Di Mackey.
Cover illustration by Gary Parkin.
You can email the author at email: arrand@etchelon.f9.co.uk
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