Chapter 391: (Cont) (1/2)
HAKANIAN GESTALT THINGY
So what's on after this?
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MANTID FREE WORLDS
Um...
Puffies in Winter Wonderland.
Aw. I always cry during that. I'll be bawling again, only for a different reason.
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PUBVIAN DOMINION
You guys still watch that?
Wow.
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TREANA'AD HIVE WORLDS
Sis loves it.
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MANTID FREE WORLDS
After that is...
Oh, wow, they're really pulling out the old ones.
AKLTAK SOARING WORLDS
What?
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They're pulling out ”Daxin & KISS Save Santa.”
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TNVARU GRIPPING HANDS
THAT SOUNDS AMAZING!
Wait, what's KISS?
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TREANA'AD HIVE WORLDS
A heavy metal band that's been going for like 9,000 years. They've had like 500 band members over the centuries.
Check out this picture.
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TNVARU GRIPPING HANDS
They look scary. Is that guy breathing fire? And what's wrong with his tongue?
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PUBVIAN DOMINION
Don't ask.
They're STILL around?
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MANTID FREE WORLDS
Yeah. They released an album like last year.
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HAKANIAN FUZZY TOWN
OK, tell me that they didn't really give kids what's in this commercial.
A BobCo Anti-Grav belt? Really?
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DIGITAL ARTIFICIAL SENTIENCE SYSTEMS
Oh yes, yes they did.
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HAKANIAN FUZZY TOWN
That just seems so dangerous.
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BIOLOGICAL ARTIFICIAL SENTIENCE SYSTEMS
You've MET humans, right?
Someday allow me to explain the concept of ”Lawn Dart” to you.
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TELKAN FORGE WORLDS
Oh, I so want one of those.
Ten Thousand and One Science Experiments! Now with Uranium-238!
That'll help our scientists!
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PUBVIAN DOMINION
You realize that's for kids, right?
And made by BobCo.
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TELKAN FORGE WORLDS
Wait, they're giving kids radioactive material to do experiments with?
What kind of psycho does that?
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ALL> BOOOOOOOB-CO!
ALL>LAUGH
MANTID FREE WORLDS
Hush, it's back on.
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We now return you to the SolNet Holiday Special, already in progress!
P'Thok stuck his head out of the hole he'd left, shaking his head to clear the snow from over his eyes and hanging off his chin. It took two tries, but he managed to do it. He reached up and touched his face, realizing that somehow he'd lost his helmet.
Well, at least he still had the 'magic' red hat.
He climbed out of the snow, taking time to shake off.
He blinked at the ship, where it was just laying in the snow, like nothing had happened. The little human girl was standing outside the ship, hugging herself tightly.
”Mister P'Thok, I fear it's a bit chilly,” the immature human female said. ”We don't have time to be a little silly.”
”Right. I'll try to figure out...” P'Thok started to say.
A large animal, with huge horns and thick brown fur and four legs rather than the proper six, burst from the snow covered shrubs, followed by nearly a dozen more, all pulling an ornate red and white conveyance decorated with brass, shining silver, and more of the white and red striped bars.
Driving it was a Rigellian female, wearing fluffy red pants with white fur at the waist and the ankles, a set of cross chest leather straps dyed in white and red stripes, large black boots, and a hat like P'Thok had on his head on her head.
”I saw your ship and came as fast I could,” the Rigellian called out, standing up and snapping a whip covered with bells that made a tinkling sound as she cracked it over the animal's horns. ”I brought the sleigh like I promised I would.”
P'Thok noticed her features were strange. She had a cleft chin, heavy brow, patrician nose, and her coloring was slightly off, looking more greenish gray than greyish green.
”Hanna Somme!” the Terran girl squealed, clapping her hands. P'Thok noticed she had pulled on mittens when he wasn't looking. ”but we should call you SqueeWark.”
The Rigellian female reigned in the prancing quadruped beasts, the leather straps attaching them all tinkling and winking as bells and lights danced.
”I have come to help the two of you with the work,” Hanna Somme said.
P'Thok tapped his translator. That one sounded weird.
”Let us unpack the ship of presents and gifts,” Hanna Somme SqueeWark said, adjusting her hat. ”Luckily great weight I can lift.”
P'Thok waded through the snow as the side of the ship lowered to reveal all of the brightly colored packages. Hanna got out, adjusting her thick shiny black belt, moving next to the spaceship. P'Thok moved up next to the Rigellian female as the little Terran female handed Hanna a package, who handed it to P'Thok, who stacked it in the back of the animal pulled sleigh.
WE WILL BE RIGHT BACK AFTER THESE MESSAGES!
PUBVIAN DOMINION
You know it only went to commercial so we don't have to watch them work.
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MANTID FREE WORLDS
Shush, don't spoil it for the children.
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TNVARU GRIPPING HANDS
Why is this Terran woman describing loneliness?