Honest, the Martian Ate Your Dog by Fahim Farook

Author:Fahim Farook
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: humor, humor fiction, humor science fiction, humorous, humorous fiction, humour, science fiction
Publisher: Fahim Farook

Chapter 20 - Normal and Johnny meet the Droids

Normal's mind had decided to take a stroll down Speculation Lane via Curiosity Avenue. He was wondering about the thugs they'd left behind at the rest station. Were they coming after Normal and Johnny? That might prove a tad inconvenient. He was supposed to be trying to lay low and not get in further trouble. But so far it sure didn't look as if he was doing too good a job. But then again, what could he have done? He supposed that he could have kept on walking while they beat up the android or even destroyed him. He could even have participated in their acts of hooliganism, if he didn't have a conscience that is. Bomb that conscience and bomb Stan Lee! And bomb those hooligans who had gotten him embroiled in another mess!

It was getting dark now. The beams of the hovercar's lights cut through the darkness like twin photon beams. Johnny was gazing out the window at the dark, shadowy bulks that sped past as the hovercar whizzed along. Normal had nothing to occupy his mind. The hovercar had an automatic navigation system and could drive by itself and Normal didn't want to fall into the oh so human trap of talking for the sake of talking again.

He wondered for a moment about the android and his lonely journey through a world that hated him – it, bomb it, it, he told himself. There must be other strays out there, surely. Normal toyed with the idea of finding them and leading a crusade to gain them the right to live amongst humans.

Normal abandoned all plans for an android Jihad and grabbed the controls of the hovercar in a hurry. There were two people standing by the side of the road and waving to them in a rather animated manner. Quite an incongruous pair they looked, too. One was tall and thin as a reed. He was waving his arms and gesticulating madly, doing a pretty good impression of a weed caught in a gust of wind. The other was short and squat, there were no contours or breaks on the landscape of his torso. It was all one big blocky body out of which two arms and a head sprouted out like branches from a tree stump.

Normal debated with himself about whether to stop or not. It was possible that this was just another encounter with Dick Turpentine. After all, Dick was an expert at separating poor saps from their credits and then disappearing into the badlands like a ghost and he knew all about picking the right target. Dick always appeared to know when the Cheese were about and would strike only when the coast was clear. Some claimed that he even robbed the Cheese when he could get away with it. The more fanciful folks believed that he was in reality returning the credits he stole back to the poorer villages in the more remote areas and that he was a philanthropist disguised as a criminal.

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