Canto Thirty-Nine – The Bio-Dome’s Crew Quarters
Since Brekka had nearly gotten killed by a maniac sentient flower with hidden teeth, Brekka, Menolly, and George Jetson had not been apart by more than a few feet. In fact, George and Menolly had spent an uncomfortably long time attached at the lips.
George finally pulled away from Menolly’s mouth to breathe.
“Oh, Brekka,” gasped Menolly, “we are so glad you didn’t die. Life would never be the same again if I didn’t have you to dance with.”
Brekka crossed her arms and frowned at Menolly. “What exactly are you and George doing exchanging spit like that? I thought the two of you were never going to talk to me again.”
“You remember the kissing thing from Earther television?” asked George.
“Yes…” said Brekka cautiously, “like when Gilligan kissed Mary Ann that time to convince the surfer guy that they were boyfriend and girlfriend so he would surf back to Hawaii? And she said he had skinny lips?”
“Um… yeah… that works,” said George. “We discovered it makes you feel really, really good to kiss somebody like that. Want to try it?”
Brekka pursed her lips for a moment and mulled it over. “Okay.”
Without warning, she leaned over and kissed Menolly right on the mouth. She tried to make it last like she had seen Menolly do with George… but… it was kinda yucky.
“I don’t really see what’s so great about it.”
“I dunno,” said Menolly. “I thought it was kinda good. Brekka is almost as good a kisser as George.”
“But,” said George, “maybe you would consider making some Telleron tadpole eggs with me… huh, Menolly?”
“Oh, you stupid-head…” said Brekka. “We three are nest-mates. That means we have the same mother and father… probably. You know what in-breeding is?”
“We were programmed with that information in the egg, Brekka,” said Menolly.
“Well, you know… it might be the thing that makes Tellerons so stupid and incompetent… in spite of all the knowledge and skills programmed into us while we are in the egg.”
“Yeah,” said George, “you’re probably right. But when I kissed Menolly that first time, it made me feel so strange in my stomach. Isn’t it possible the feelings of the stomach are more powerful than the thoughts in the head?”
“I think in that episode of Gilligan’s Island it was the heart that love came from, not the stomach,” said Menolly.
“Well, my heart seems to be in my stomach,” said George, “really low down, too. And it’s telling me to make tadpoles with the two of you. We almost lost Brekka to that plant thing. I don’t want to waste any more time.”
“You know that we are still too young for egg-laying, George,” said Brekka. “Our ovipositors are not fully formed yet.”
“Yeah… but we could practice…”
Brekka was furious. Why were male tadpoles so… so…? Yeah, that.