The Ballad of Adler Young, Canto 2.5

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>Adler: Considering how Angela gets such sever attacks of the vapors at the mere thought of such things, a peck on the cheek might actually cause her head to explode. A gentle and platonic pat on the head with a hearty "good job" should be alright.
>Angela: Eeeeeeeee! Physical contact! The two of you are practically lovers now! So romantic! It's like all your hopes and dreams are coming true!

"Er, I'm a little concerned about protocol," I demurred. "Not to mention our extreme size difference. Hold still." I extended my finger and gently patted Angela on the head, with a heartfelt "Good job."

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"OMGGGGG!!1!!!" she squealed. "Hes touching me! Were practically lovers now!"

>Ixies: Quickly! Use the sedative to knock her out before she has another episode!
>Adler: . . . Yeah, you definitely need to find a way to fix this before she gives herself a brain aneurysm or something.
>Burnside: You are out cold.

"Time to go lie down," several Ixies said as Angela began to giggle and convulse. They gently grabbed her and escorted her away.

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I turned to make a comment to Burnside but saw that she was crumpled on the ground in some sort of daze. I hadn't even used the Orgasmic Touch on her. Was my Mojo really that powerful? Maybe I should tone it down somehow ... but then again, Vernier didn't react that way to me, and neither had Lana Lynne.

>Typantronn: Well, now that Adler is back safe and sound, what are his orders?
>Adler: You have to admit that you are pleasantly surprised that the ixies weren't exchanging bet winnings when you got back. Did they not bet on your capture at all.
>Typantronn: You were all too concerned about Adler's well being to exchange bets. But now that he mentions it... Since he's back and no worse for wear, you'll all need to make up for lost time.
>Adler: Guh, you shouldn't have said anything. Ahem. Yes, your orders. You would like to speak to Vernier at her earliest convenience to congratulate her for handling the situation so expertly, to check up on Rebecca's condition, establish that your plans have not changed, and to compensate her for the resources she used to keep up the ruse. Also, privately, you wouldn't mind any excuse to speak to her whenever possible.

"What are thy orders, Sire?" Typantronn inquired, interrupting my reverie.

"At ease, Commander," I said, holding up my hand for her to land on. "All of that hovering must be exhausting."

"We are used to it," she grunted as she alighted in my palm.

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"I'm pleasantly surprised that I didn't see you all frantically collecting your winnings when I emerged from the gate. Did you not bet on my capture and how soon I would escape?"

"We were too worried to place wagers, but now that thou mentionest it ... verily we missed a lot of opportunities. We shall have to make up for lost time now that thou art back and safe."

"There's no hurry on that," I stated, regretting that I had brought up the subject at all. "Right now I would like to speak to Vernier as soon as possible, so that I can commend her on her excellent handling of the situation. I also want a full report on Rebecca's condition. Furthermore, I want to discuss our plans and make sure we are all co-ordinated and on the right track. Additionally I need to compensate her for the resources she spent maintaining this ruse."

Plus it will be wonderful to see her, I thought.

"He hath the goo-goo eyes again," an Ixie observed. "Two aphids sayeth he -"

"We were instructed to bet only on mission-related matters," Typantronn barked, with a warning look at the other Ixie.