Tradewinds 18 CH 10
Watching each other’s backs every step of the way, they retreated to the VIP Quarters. Encountering no resistance, but finding it no less reassuring all the same. Though relieved to see the guest quarters empty, they were not terribly surprised to find the Young Master’s closed.
“Who’s out there?” they heard Maximilian’s muffled voice demand. “We’re armed, you know!”
“It’s okay!” Justin assured him. “It’s just us!”
“How do I know you’re not being held at gunpoint or something?” The jangled suspicion coming through even clearer than his voice.
“Because I wouldn’t be here if they were,” the bounty hunter answered, commenting, “Not bad, though, at least you’re still thinking…”
“And why should I trust you?”
“Because she helped us
2nd Dudes 8And in the Lost City of Constagando, 30 leagues, or ten milliliters, east of the Airport, the Dudes didst come upon the Marketplace.
‘Wearing pants, art thou?’ a man in a grey toga said unto Scoot, ‘Thou’rt a strange one!’
‘I feeleth like chicken tonight,’ quoth Casey.
‘Thou always feeleth like chicken every night,’ quoth Scoot.
And everyone didst look to Adria.
‘No!’ quoth she, ‘thou canst not eat little Skidmarks! He’s an endangered species! And, for thine information, farting chickens tasteth terrible.’
And so they didst search the market for a merchant who was selling chickens, and didst finally find one, but she wanted a Blue Figurine, three Souvenir Spoons, and a silk tapestry for them, but that’s another story.
‘Look at this!’ quoth Casey, ‘for I have acquired the Hammer of Not Bickering for two Souvenir Spoons and a Golden Jackal Statue!’
And he didst hold it high o