Last Holiday on Terra

36

Entering the gym, I saw Allie working with someone else...the stature of the other individual I knew all too well...she moved like a dancer and it was thrilling watching her move.

"Okay—okay, you got it! Now—SPIN!"

I watched as her tentacles fanned out and release blunt throwing stars. "OH SHIIIIIT!" I scrambled as fast as I could move up the climbing wall that was to my left.

"Oh Rowan! Oh god! I'm so sorry! Are you alright?"

"Heh. Serves him right for being late," Allie teased.

I scooted across the wall like a spider, showing off for my future bride...couldn't help myself. I continued onward and upward.

Allie moved to stand beneath me. "Should you be doing that?"

"Probably not," I grunted, as I suspended from the ceiling with a grin on my face. "Mommy! Help me down!"

"You got up there. Get down yourself," Allie replied dryly.

"Gee. Thanks a lot."

I saw Allie move Kia out of the way. "If he's gonna do what I think he's gonna do, we better make room—this is gonna hurt, I just know it. He's not ready for moves like these any more."

"Ready or not—" My tentacles moved me in such a way that I was effectively swinging and I let go of the ceiling beam. I landed on all fours then rolled to a stop and lay on the flat of my back on the gym floor.

I stared up at the ceiling then saw Allie leaning over me. "You dead?"

"Yup," I groaned.

"Serves ya right pulling a stunt like that." She the sighed hard and I saw an attractive set of Abraxan talons being held out to me. I took hold of her hand and she pulled me up from the floor. "Hate to say it your Grace," she said as she dusted me off...what she was really doing was checking for injuries... "but you got fat. And you're out of shape. I'm going to have your replication unit reprogrammed. No more junk food for you!"

"But I like my junk food," I replied.

"Uh huh. Do me a favor, will ya?"

"What's that?"

She looked up into my eyes as she moved closer to me. "Pay Drogo a visit?"

"Why? I feel fine."

"Oh yeah?"

She covertly palmed my sutured area and I winced; the pain momentarily blinding me. "Okay," I whispered.

"Oooo—He's gonna be so mad at yoooou—"

I looked into her green eyes and sneered.

"Seriously, you need a good soak before you try any more stunts and—"

"Yes?"

"Look, May I stop by this evening? I mean you two won't be getting all busy and what not, will you?"

"No," I snapped. "We won't be getting all busy and what not."

She visibly retreated. "Oh. Um well, okay, I'll see you after supper time then? Say twenty-hundred hours?"

"Fine."