In which previous events lead to other events.
“Tell it to me straight, Doc.” Said Feathers in anguish, clutching the Jornissian doctor’s robes. “How bad is it?”
“[Sir, you are ripping my clothes.]” Said the snake doctor, trying to stay professional.
“Forget the clothes, man!” Feathers began to shake the doctor silly. “How’s my friend, man!?”
“Calmdown,youfool!” Said Noodle, pushing himself between the two to force his fellow Potato to release the doctor. SMOOCH They accidentally bumped mouths due to Feathers’ vigorous shaking (something that put a devious smile on many witnesses).
“Gah! What the hell, man!?” Said Feathers, stepping back in disgust and frantically wiping his mouth with an arm.
“Gheh,shorry.Shishwashn’tsheidea.Nohomo.” Said Noodle, cleaning his mouth with a sleeve. “Anyway.” He turned to his fellow snakeman. “Doctor,howishourfriend? Ishhetoohurt?”
“[He’s fine.]” Said the doctor matter-of-factly. “[He just needs a bit of rest to let the treatment work.]”
“Praise the Lord!” Erupted Feathers, kneeling down wings open wide, looking at the ceiling with puffed joy. Everybody just stared at him.
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Then, he got up in a bounce and began to dance. “Move your body ‘cause your buddy is fine~♪ Shake your body, leave your troubles behind~♪”
Only Karnakians could understand his mood, for he had their ability to “see” the light of other sapients, their soul. So when Kibbles got hurt in the test room, he freaked out after witnessing his light fading away. Had it not been for Noodle’s intervention, he would have been strapped to a bed for his own safety.
“Oh, by the way, Doc.” Said Feathers, suddenly calm. “How come my buddies can’t see the lights too?”
“[What do you mean?]” Said the Jornissian doctor, taken aback by his sudden shift and piercing four eyed gaze. But, before he could say more, a huge Karnakian scientist (who happened to be a priest too), appeared besides Feathers to put his heavy winged claw over his shoulder. “[Ah, I see you are ready for the Faith, my child.]” Said the Karnakian with that “peace-on-the-galaxy” expression typical of preachers.
“Huh? Uh…” Feathers shuddered at the sudden presence. “Maaaybe?”
“[Perfect!]” Said the Karnakian with a huge grin, breaking into a bird song that called forth other Karnakians to join him in what would surely be a fantastic spiritual journey.
“No, wait! I’m not ready yet!” Said Feathers, struggling in vain against a (surprisingly coordinated) chorus of Karnakians dragging him by the arms. “It’s not even Sunday! Don’t take me away! Avenge me, bro! Aveeeenge me!”
There was a pause as everyone else stood there while the feathered raptor musical faded away.
“[So…]” Said the Jornissian doctor. “[Your friend is going to be in here for a while, and I’m guessing Mr. [Potato Feathers] will be busy too.]” The doctor then beamed with a friendly smile, exchanging looks with Noodle. “[Would you be interested in learning about our culture?]”
There was a beat.
“Shure,whynot.” Said Noodle with a shrug.