Chapter 16: Jetplane in the faceplankeye mish.

Ciola's face broke into laughter. (Then quickly reformed as Ciola's face.)
"Oh, Erstwhile! Mistral's my brother!"
I continued to stare at Ciola, now even more shocked. That was unexpected. And so done before in Star Wars Episode 6.
"What, so I'm guessing Ned's your father or something?" I said defiantly, trying to be smart but sounding stupid.
"No...slurp...I'm just her pet flea you moron. That's why I was so surprised when you said she was cheating on me with Mistral. He's out to put her into prison, I don't think she'd want to keep him as a pet. Though he's probably very tidy, I can't see how he'd fit on her lap and purr when she's sitting by the fire." Ned said, and then continued drinking my blood.
I stood, aghast. "Ciola! Why, then, are you sharing moments with everyone! How could you do such a thing!"
Ciola shrugged. "I guess I’m just a naturally emotional person. I think you would understand best Erstwhile, you seem quite emotional yourself right now."
We shared a moment.
Yippee! Yes! Wahoo! Fireworks went off inside my head (one actually coming out of my ear and scaring Ned away) and I leapt for joy.
Ciola!
Shared!
A!
Moment!
With!
Me!
In all the excitement my leg re-inflated to its normal size. Bonus!
The sound of a siren broke through my jubilation. Ciola and Ned shared a fearful moment.
"It’s Mistral!" Ciola cried, and ran back inside the fort. I quickly followed her, and caught up to her in the kitchen.
"Ciola! What is going on! Are you a criminal! Why did you ever take me away from my job and put me through so much emotional peril! Pish to the max! I demand an explanation!"
The beautiful Ciola looked me in the eyes.
"Ok, Erstwhile. Come with me."
I nodded faithfully, and we ran out the back door of the fort. (It has a back door, for escaping and cleaning the latrines.)

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