Trance stood in hydroponics trying to reason with the two men. So far the
only thing she had been successful in doing was avoiding killing them both;
she just wasn't sure how much longer she could restrain herself.
"But Trance," Dylan said, "I thought Beka would be happy about having a really big wedding. Don't most women want big weddings?
"Dylan, you know Beka isn't like most women. She is a very special woman and…"
"I know she is Trance. She is the most special, most beautiful woman in the known worlds." Dylan interrupted with a goofy grin on his face.
"I hate to disagree with you Sir, but my beloved Rommie is the most special, most beautiful woman there is." Tyr said.
"I am sorry Tyr but I think Beka is much more special."
"No, she isn't."
"Yes, she is."
"No, it's Rommie."
"No, Beka."
"Rommie!" Tyr screamed.
"Beka!" Dylan yelled.
"Boys!" Trance said coming in between the two men. "Now either the two of you start acting your age or," she paused for a moment, "or I am going to send you both to your rooms!" she added placing her hands on her hips.
"Sorry." Dylan mumbled while looking at his shoes.
"Yes, me too." Tyr said.
"Good. Now as I was saying, both Beka AND Rommie are special ladies and they deserve to have a special wedding day, not a political catastrophe. I think we should keep things simple with just our little family."
'What am I saying,' she thought to herself, 'there isn't going to be any wedding. I hope.'
"Well, if you are sure that is what Beka would want." Dylan said.
"I am sure." She said happily, thinking that perhaps she wouldn't have to kill them after all.
"Whatever my Rommie wants she shall have." Tyr said. "She deserves only the best."
"And what about Beka, she deserves only the best as well." Dylan said angrily.
"Then it is a shame she is stuck with you." Tyr said snidely.
"You take that back!" Dylan shouted.
"I will not!" Tyr yelled in return.
"You better!"
"Won't"
"Uh-huh!" Dylan said giving Tyr a shove.
"Nuh-uh!" Tyr said returning the shove.
Trance left the room trying to block out the sounds of their scuffling. When she got to the hallway and the door had closed behind her, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Andromeda, how much longer?" she asked plaintively.
"Too long." The hologram answered with a sigh.
"But Trance," Dylan said, "I thought Beka would be happy about having a really big wedding. Don't most women want big weddings?
"Dylan, you know Beka isn't like most women. She is a very special woman and…"
"I know she is Trance. She is the most special, most beautiful woman in the known worlds." Dylan interrupted with a goofy grin on his face.
"I hate to disagree with you Sir, but my beloved Rommie is the most special, most beautiful woman there is." Tyr said.
"I am sorry Tyr but I think Beka is much more special."
"No, she isn't."
"Yes, she is."
"No, it's Rommie."
"No, Beka."
"Rommie!" Tyr screamed.
"Beka!" Dylan yelled.
"Boys!" Trance said coming in between the two men. "Now either the two of you start acting your age or," she paused for a moment, "or I am going to send you both to your rooms!" she added placing her hands on her hips.
"Sorry." Dylan mumbled while looking at his shoes.
"Yes, me too." Tyr said.
"Good. Now as I was saying, both Beka AND Rommie are special ladies and they deserve to have a special wedding day, not a political catastrophe. I think we should keep things simple with just our little family."
'What am I saying,' she thought to herself, 'there isn't going to be any wedding. I hope.'
"Well, if you are sure that is what Beka would want." Dylan said.
"I am sure." She said happily, thinking that perhaps she wouldn't have to kill them after all.
"Whatever my Rommie wants she shall have." Tyr said. "She deserves only the best."
"And what about Beka, she deserves only the best as well." Dylan said angrily.
"Then it is a shame she is stuck with you." Tyr said snidely.
"You take that back!" Dylan shouted.
"I will not!" Tyr yelled in return.
"You better!"
"Won't"
"Uh-huh!" Dylan said giving Tyr a shove.
"Nuh-uh!" Tyr said returning the shove.
Trance left the room trying to block out the sounds of their scuffling. When she got to the hallway and the door had closed behind her, she let out a sigh of relief.
"Andromeda, how much longer?" she asked plaintively.
"Too long." The hologram answered with a sigh.