Septimity and The Blood Brotherhood: The Third Hilarious Glothic Tale (The Glothic Tales Book 3)

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Authors: Derek Haines
sound right. Nor did Grandpa or Pops. He decided he might try September and just see how things went.
    As Sep prepared dinner he could hear September tapping away on his Q’muniktor, punctuated with grunts, grumbles and general noises of dissatisfaction. ‘Everything going to plan then?’ Sep asked with an attempt at levity as he brought dinner to the table.
    ‘With you and your dimwit brothers, how could that be possible?’
    ‘Oh!’ Was all Sep could think of saying in reply, which gained an annoyed grunt from September as he sat down at the table and looked at the food.
    ‘What in the name of the Twelve Suns is this?’
    ‘Um, sort of like a hamburger.’
    ‘It smells like something from a sewer.’
    ‘I quite like hamburgers,’ Sep said hoping to convince September of his prowess in the kitchen.
    ‘It’s rat!’
    ‘No, it’s not rat.’
    ‘Well, what is it? It smells like something that lived in the bottom of a stagnant, overwatered pot of Katzpiz bush.’
    ‘They’re Krurdle burgers with FeeSees Sauce. Quite a treat here on Titania in fact,’ Sep said with a confident smile hoping September had never heard of Krurdles and would thus be impressed.
    ‘Never heard of it,’ September said as he took a mouthful.
    ‘Hmm? Tastes better than it smells,’ he said with a nod of approval.
    ‘I’ve managed to find a Glothic Cosmic Cruiser,’ Sep proudly announced and hoped a rapid change of subject would help in them getting to know each better.
    ‘Good,’ September mumbled between mouthfuls. ‘All I have to do is get your layabout brothers off their backsides as well. There isn’t much time. Now,’ September started after a few more mouthfuls. ‘Who’s flying this Cosmic Cruiser?’
    ‘Well, I’m not sure. I just got a message from Inna Ji……..’
    ‘I want to know who’s commanding the ship and how many crew. I only want Lacertilians.’
    ‘Right.’
    ‘Well?’
    ‘What?’
    ‘Are you going to sit there all night? Find out who the commander will be.’
    ‘But I haven’t finished my dinner yet.’
    ‘Now!’ September shouted and Sep jumped to his feet to get his Q’muniktor then returned to the table and tapped out his message to Inna Jjiphii, between mouthfuls.
    ‘Happy now?’ Sep asked as he finished sending his message.
    ‘No,’ September said and looked at Sep with fire in his green eyes. ‘Not until every single Erdean monkey gene has been cleansed from the surface of Gloth and I see with my own eyes, a pure Glothian returned as the Supreme Potentate.’
    ‘Is that all?’
    ‘Don’t be facetious.’
    ‘Sorry. I’m not used to having company, so it’s a bit strange for me to have someone to talk to other than myself. Eh, well, perhaps I am taking to myself.’
    ‘What are you babbling about Septimity?’
    ‘Um, well you are me, aren’t you? Or is it me who is you?’
    ‘No, you are you and I am me. Simple.’
    ‘But I’m looking at me sitting across from me at my table.’
    ‘Oh, get over it. You’re not me and I’m not you. We’re completely different.’
    ‘But we do look exactly the same you’d have to agree.’
    ‘All right, there’s a resemblance. I’ll give you that.’
    ‘But I can tell the difference now.’
    ‘How?’
    ‘You’re the grumpy one.’
    ‘You really make me think that I should have used something other than fish roe and fingernail clippings in the starter mixture.’
    ‘What?’
    ‘Oh forget it Septimity. We’ve got work to do.’
    ‘And your beard is longer.’
    ‘Have you quite finished?’
    ‘Well, I’m still hungry in fact. Would you like some more?’
    ‘Not the food! I meant you and your silly comments.’
    ‘Oh, um, was I being silly? I’m sorry.’
    ‘It was quite good in fact. Do you have any more?’
    ‘What?’
    ‘Food Septimity. I’m still hungry.’
    ‘Well, no. They were the last of my Krurdle burgers, but I’ve got plenty of Worstlimostli.’
    ‘Why do I bother?’
    ‘You’re trying to confuse

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