King of Earth and Moon: Chapter 26
WARNING! This episode contains innuendo and a few words that are not work/kid-safe.
Apologies to Lord Kaosu.
Apocalypse Dowell was sick of Japanese TV. It was all the same. They ran variety shows where pseudo-celebrities talked about boring crap. Almost every show had some mention of food. It was so boring, Dowell had found himself just staring at the wall instead of watching. In a time of robot invasions, they were still running the same TV shows. Maybe they thought a change in programming would bring on panic.
James and the Kid sat beside him on the futon. He was sick of them, too. The Kid just talked about Tony, Rick, surfing, and his Visa bill. James talked about his Camaro and chicks. Dowell was starting to understand the meaning of cabin fever. He thought it might be best to just go out and get killed; at least it would give him some relief.
The apartment door opened. Eri, the nerd, and the taxi driver stepped inside. The taxi driver had a deep gash on his right arm; Dowell thought it needed stitches, but then again, he could never tell when cuts needed stitches, so maybe it didn’t.
Eri had a small cut on her face.
The nerd had two black eyes.
They came in, pushed aside some junk, and sat on the floor.
Dowell turned off the TV. “Well, how’d it go?”
The taxi driver held out his right arm. “Cut.”
“Yeah, I can see that.”
The taxi driver nodded. “Maybe finished. Early in day, saw many cyborg. Last few hours, no cyborg. Maybe all are dead.”
The nerd nodded, although Dowell doubted the nerd had understood any of the taxi driver’s English.
James slapped the nerd on the shoulder. “What happened to your eyes, man? You look like a raccoon.”
