Gazzy is depressed ch 7
Revenge is a dish best served without movie offers to your blond clone and her genetically modified lover were-wolf. But the popcorn is nice.
(The following message had been decoded from Blond to plain English):
Okay. You wanna be my stunt double for the [incomprehensible splatter that looks a lot like something illegal] scene?
'NO WAY IN HELL!' I shrieked over the announcement system. 'Just get him outside and make sure nobody else comes in,' I said, losing patience. I saw Maya rub out everything but the symbol for OK.
This adventure's gone on for a lot longer than I thought. I mean, who knew this was gonna hit SEVEN chapters? I didn't.
Gazzy was still trying to hold in the gas, but in the chamber it was hard. I sighed and looked for something that might help to speed this up. And the problem was that I didn't want Gazzy to suffer.
I spotted something attached to the roof of the vacuum chamber. Flicking through the instruction manual for the station, I found that it was a tranquilizer dart gun.
People don't have a sense of smell when they're asleep.
Sorry, Gazzy, but you'll be thanking me for this later, I thought as I aimed it towards his jiggling backside.
Before I pulled the trigger, I thought back to that hour, the one where Angel destroyed my last thread of sanity…
Gazzy pointed at Angel. She was talking with the rest of the Flock, who were all highly disgusted yet highly intrigued at the same time. Except for Fang, who was grinning and blushing like a tomato. Nudge suddenly stifled a scream, running from the room, her sides shaking in un-unleashed laughter. Total was grumbling about my "lack of finesse" when it came to the matter. Iggy was shrieking in laughter, barely even trying to hold back.
And when I screamed Angel's name, she turned to me with the eyes of someone who knows they have murdered, and are happy for their victim to know who it was and how they did it.
Then she read my mind and realized just how much trouble she was in.
I pressed the big red shiny button and watched as the little silver dart shot into Gazzy's backside.