ANGRYSPARROW.NET
The Spatial Anomaly At Work Again
Posted February 19, 2009
[Home]
[Biographies] [Stories]
[Links]
*hmmm…*
Fenchurch: OH! Are you – who I think you are?
Kleopatra: Dear child, I am no mind reader, despite my prodigious gifts of
intellectual and political acumen. Do tell me your deduction.
Fenchurch: You’re Kleopatra VII, last ruler of ancient
Kleopatra: Well done, my child! You would not believe the silly answers I get from
other whelps of your generation. Tell me, how on earth will the species
continue, at this rate of imbecility?
Fenchurch: Good question, your Highness – though from what I’ve read, ‘twas ever thus.
People have been complaining like that since the First Intermediate Period, and -- we’re still
here! No extinction yet.
Kleopatra: So true, so true… you may sit, child; I won’t keep you on ceremony. And
kindly tell me your name.
Fenchurch: Thank you, your Highness… My name is Fenchurch -- Fenchurch Amick. I have to say, this is very exciting for me. The
Spatial Anomaly here has produced some pretty interesting characters, but not a
truly famous one. I have so many questions to ask, but I’ll try to keep it down
to the most important ones –
Kleopatra: In good time my dear Fenchurch; you may ask as many questions as you
like. I’m in no hurry to leave, though I trust you will pace yourself.
Fenchurch: Oh yes, I will! I just wasn’t sure how long you could stay.
Kleopatra: Hmmm… I see you have a statue of the old Egyptian goddess Ma’at. She who keeps chaos at bay, and
makes for order and balance in the world.
Fenchurch: Yes, it was a gift. It’s superstitious of me, but I liked to think of it
as a guardian of sorts.
Kleopatra: *to self* She uses the past-tense… *aloud* Lovely, my dear…You know,
this traversing of the Spatial Anomaly, it has made me hungry. May I prevail
upon you for some nourishment?
Fenchurch: Of course, your Highness – follow me!
Fenchurch: *from kitchen* I’ll have this sandwich whipped up in a jiffy, your
Highness – have a seat!
Kleopatra: Thank you, Fenchurch… hmmm… **spies envelope** What is that lying on the
floor?...
Fenchurch: Here you are, your Highness – what is that?
Kleopatra: This has your name on it, child – I saw it lying under the table behind
me. It appears it may have been mislaid -- ?
Fenchurch: Oh! Thank you – I recognize the handwriting!
Fenchurch: **opens envelope** Look at the postmark – wonder how long it’s been
lying there…
Kleopatra: Hmmm… *to self* So this is a sandwich -- wouldn’t the Earl be
pleased…
Fenchurch: *giggle* Hiro – you are SO funny!
Kleopatra: *musing* “Snapple” – what on earth do they mean by that, I wonder – surely it is not a vintage wine…
!
Fenchurch: Excuse me, your Highness, I didn’t mean to be rude and ignore you – it’s
just that I’m very happy to have gotten this –
Kleopatra: Not at all, my child. It makes me happy as well, to have found it for
you –
Kleopatra: *aside* It appears that the “past-tense” has been restored to the
“present” *chuckle*.
Kleopatra has a softer side, it would appear, for young love. *wink*
We
find Raven at home, curled up on the sofa in her jammies
– shouldn’t she be at school?
