In the expanse of nothing tangible an electric voice modulator sparked to life again. The shrunken head held by a 7 armed octopus swimming through a void. They had been engaged in alien intercourse and neither had any stats in shame. It had been a real cool time, but Edward hated being controlled.
“Are we there yet?” he asked, coming out of a coma caused by injected ecstasy.
“Waaah waaah shhh big baby enjoy your aftercare,” Mule mocked, rocking him in the fetal position between two tentacles; silencing him with a third.
The grumpy reincarnated cut off head was cradled in an air bubble. The colors pulsed while rings formed into a techno tunnel around them. Mule injected Edward with his addictive juice after penetration and was confident the new catch couldn't escape. They had entered this gray zone from below the surface of a moon. In order to escape the Elementals they found themselves somewhere more terrifying because you couldn't reach out and touch anything tangible.
While they drifted through the nothingness. The sound was absent and so was the air. It was like they were in outer space. Mule blew bubbles from his beak that fed air to Edward while he swam as fast as he could using five arms. Behind the pair water splashed into the area forming a waterfall falling away to nowhere. The hole they had entered was a distant speck in the rearview before disappearing.
Edward was beyond confused. How his captor must have been some kind of ultra concentrated magic somehow managing to not explode from overload. Who knew how the being thought, but he doubted he was its first priority. Nope he was most likely seen as an insect to play with. It was smart too so he was going to have to pick the perfect time to break free. If only he could become an independently flying head and figure out a way out of this relationship. He had to ultimately find a way to escape this space, but it felt so good. Might as well maximize dopamine because you only live once.
Edward knew that whatever the latest experiments done to him by the mysterious Elementals had granted many hidden ways to level up into an indestructible monster. So far he only had knowledge of two paths:
1. surviving 10 explosions would make him bombproof.
2. he continued using his tongue and it would increase in length.
So if he could somehow manage to escape these slimy tentacles carrying him he could figure it out and become more powerful than he ever had been. Maybe some of the other paths he had not yet discovered would grant him arms, legs, a bigger dick, or even fire breathing. For now he had to rely on being carried, flying, rolling, or using his mouth on the long journey to search and destroy.
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“I’m hungry for more of your juice, let me suck,” Edward said, hungrily licking his lips and smiling like razor sharp shark teeth.
“Shh '' said Mule, placing a silencing suction cup over the snotty mouth who tried to bite but only hurt himself in the process. “You don’t even know where we're going human, it's time you learn some patience, because not everything is now, now, now.”
Edward tried desperately to talk back, but only growled muffled. Mule chuckled until the tip of a moist [Rockstar Tongue] tickled his suction cup and he let go. The bite was delivered immediately with no mercy.
“Yoooow!” screamed the creature throwing the head in the air while the end of one of its arms fell away severed.
The blood floated in no gravity with pools of red spreading thin before disappearing. Edward had long ago spotted the Elementals pursuing their route. The logs flew in close, zipping by and overtaking them speeding off further into the void with too much speed to stop. Mule dodged them with split second reactions like a smooth criminal. It was as if there was a third eye or even more. He grabbed onto Edward again cuffing him with dark matter flowing into his ears and mouth for good measure.
“Behave or else,” Mule telepathically showed him how he would be subjected to 100 years of solitary confinement the partner could be subjected to on a whim.
“If I still had balls I'd say you have me truly gripped grrrr,” Edward, communicated back through their connection.
While the pair had been fighting a dozen blocks had connected into a machine. A floating satellite complete with extended antenna already beginning to charge. Edward’s panicking eyes reflected the bolts of energy humming off the growing device. Mule angled the head back like a pitcher and threw a fastball straight for the target.
“AAAAAAA screw you!” screamed Edward, traveling forwards with too much momentum to stop.
“Ok screwball.”
The satellite was set for a crash course in milliseconds. At the last second a force field popped before he hit and deflected him right back to Mule who caught him. The satellite sparked and hummed shooting flares into space.
“We need to run,” said Mule, changing shape just as a beam that melted matter shot right through where his massive form had just been.
He became a shark while hauling Edward behind like he was on jet skis. They accelerated rapidly forward while the satellite recharged for another hit. They jumped over it speeding through the digital tunnel. The sensation of travel on this insane current was too much to handle. Edward was knocked out at the speed of light while the surroundings became plaid.
A twinkling delight in Mule’s eye’s matching the surrounding stars. The new couple vibrated through space and time engulfed in the rainbow spiral that traveled outside the transparent moon slowly orbiting Tenare into a highway out of the galaxy. Mule in the shape of a turtle protecting Edward from the cosmic horrors in the safety of his shell. The next step of the journey would be a lot less boring with a boyfriend.