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- “Hey, Blasto, buddy,” she said, and her voice sounded artificially chirpy, even to her. She looked at her minion, who stood at the other end of the desk, staring off into space, his entire body rigid. A tear was running down his cheek.
- Would have to cauterize his tear ducts, maybe.
- “Speak,” she ordered. She tapped a key to open a menu, then released the lock on his lung control and breathing. “Try now.”
- “Ungh,” he rasped. “Ugh.”
- Would have to exercise his vocal cords, or he might lose the ability to speak.
- “It’s too quiet. Let’s see… do you know the theme song to Love Bug?”
- “Ugh. Guh. Fuh- fuck-”
- She hit the key to lock him down, feeling irritated.
- “Swearing is so crass! Okay. Guess you don’t know them. Let’s see. I’ve got something in my backpack…”
- - Worm, Interlude 25
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