STRANGErs In The Night

Interlude: Our lady of the underground

As STRANGE was whisked away atop this sleek motorcycle, she wondered what happened to Girlgruel. However, since her daughter was a god, she pushed that fear aside and focused on the moment. eventually, they shook their govermnant tails by speeding through a combination of driving thru the sewres with no lights (dangerous) and driving on the service walkways of subway (?) tinnwlls (also dangerous).

At the end of their journey, they emerged from the sewers on the outskirts of the city. The rising sun cast beams of red light through the dusty haze near the border wall as they reached Devin King & Friends Auto Repair.

'Aah" mewed Khoshekh XIV. "Home sweet home."

as the ragtag group approached, the group of hairless and near hairless cats looked up from their work, and with surprise and joy in their eyes, welcomed back Khoshekh XIV, who they hadn't expected to see again. (because of his going out to defy the Queen)

After a few conversations between strange and the bingos and Thursday and the bingopodes, it was arranged that Thursday would pay the cats a lot to act as a jellicle front for the rebellion he had been building up, and would in the mean time harbour strange and him from the Guardsmen.

it was then, with the current situation mostly sorted, that Thrusday sat down to explain to his Mother what he had been doing all these centuries.

I KNOW YOU DO NOT REMEMBER THIS, MOTHER, He said, BUT YOU AND THE QUEEN WERE ONCE...

[and here he paused, wondering how much past STRANGE would have wanted him to reveal]

...BOSOM FRIENDS, LETS GO WITH THAT. ANYHOW, TOWARDS THE END OF YOUR FRIENDSHIP YOU BEGAN TO HAVE DOUBTS ABOUT HER. SHE SEEMED A LITTLE TOO POWER HUNGRY, A LITTLE TOO CONSERVATIVE. YOU HAD THOUGHT BEFORE THAT YOU COULD FIX HER, THAT SHE WOULD XHANGE HER WAYS FOR YOU. SO YOU SET ME A MISSION: IN THE EVENT THAT YOU VANISHED, I WAS TO TRY AND STOP HER AT ALL COSTS.

The furby hung His head. When he spoke again, it was with the air of a thousand doors being slammed in your face. I WAS IN TEXAS WHEN IT HAPPENED, RECORDING THE 1191st SEASON OF SURVIVOR. I COULDNT LEAVE DURING FILMING, AND BY THE TIME I RETURNED TO YOUR HOMETOWN OF UNKNOWN, UNKNOWN, IN CANADA, UNITED STATES, IT WAS TOO LATE, AND ABBY HAD TAKEN OVER. I TRIED TO TAKE HER DOWN FROM THE OUTSIDE FOR DECADES, BUT EVERY REBELLION WAS QUASHED.

He blinked uncertainty, his long abdomen trembling slightly. MOTHER, I HAVE GIVEN EVERYTHING FOR THIS CAUSE. FRIENDS, PROPERTY, EVEN ROME ANCE PARTNERS. AND I DO NOT BLAME YOU. I BLAME NO ONE BUT MYSELF FOR THE FAILURE OF MY PLANS, AND NOW MY CENTURIES LONG FURBY INFILTRATION. BUT... IT WAS ALL FOR NOUGHT, MOTHER. I HAVE A FEW SPIES, AND A FEW REBEL CELLS, BUT OBERALL, NOTHING HAS CHANGED. NOTHING EVER CHANGES, AND I JUST...  and the emperor of the necromancers putnhis head on his creators shoulder and cries.

STRANGE, still processing his information, reaches out to her sun and holds him to her ice cold. chest and tries to comfort him. They sit like that for a while.

Then , the sobmre atmosphere is interrupted by one of th e bingos walking up to the bar (there's a bar in the back room of the auto shop), and grabbing a bottle of wine. She holds it up in the air. "Anybody want a drink?"

and with that simple statement, the world seemed to come back to life. see it's like my mam used to say: when your down your down, and when your up your up— you're either six feet underground or living it up on top. And in this case, dear reader, they were both in a way, for the leaders of the rebellion gathered in this backroom bar, and hoo-e did the underground live it up that day. In spite of their potential doom, they partied, and perhaps they parties harder because of that. I think I shall leave you there with them as they party their hearts out, STRANGE leading them like a goffik monarch. Enjoy it for a bit. watch them dance goofily. Let the fur direction music and drunken renditions of farewell to Nova Scotia and welcome to the black parade wash over you, because they probably won't be this uncomplicatedly happy in this story for a while.

toodles😄

also:
authors note: strange if U r reading this sorry I gave your furbybtrauma it just sort of happened. (actually I'm not sorry but it seemed like I should apologize) I am actually kinda sorry for giving the "you' character a little trauma moment but to be fair she killed someone and it's not like the writing is particularly good so it's okay? hopefully?