Septimity and The Blood Brotherhood: The Third Hilarious Glothic Tale (The Glothic Tales Book 3) by Derek Haines Page B
Authors: Derek Haines
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They’re now insisting on sending a boarding party.’
‘Idiots!’ September mumbled.
‘The Noorlacs?’ Sep asked.
‘No Sep. You and your layabout brothers. This situation is unacceptable.’
‘What about your contacts September? You’ve got all the biggies on Gloth,’ Sep replied and surprised himself with his forthrightness.
‘Stop your petty arguing and give me your Q’muniktor.’
The Boy Potentate
‘No, no, no, noooooo!’
‘But it’s your big day today young sir,’ Kcrikklli Kcaapaak said quietly as he tried to encourage April from his bed.
‘I don’t care. I want my Kiddlepops in here!’
‘Young sir. Your dear mother is waiting for you in the dining room. You wouldn’t want to upset your mother on such an important day.’
‘She told me when I became the Super Pomegranate …’
‘Supreme Potentate young sir.’
‘I don’t care. She told me when I’m the boss I can have anything. And I want my Kiddlepops here in my bed. Now!’
‘Very well young sir,’ Kcaapaak conceded and turned on his heels.
‘And fast!’
Kcaapaak ignored April’s last order and left the bedroom at his usual pace and headed for the dining room.
‘Where’s April?’ January asked as she moved her interest from vigorously scratching her left ear with her index finger to Kcrikklli Kcaapaak.
‘I’m afraid young April is insisting on having his breakfast in bed this morning m’am. He seems to be rather reluctant to start his day with his normal vigour.’
‘Oh but he must come at once Kcrikklli. There’s so much to prepare.’
‘Yes, I understand m’am, but he does seem quite determined to stay in his room today.’
‘Oh damnations Kcrikklli! Do I have to do everything myself?’ January snapped as she jumped to her feet and stormed out of the dining room mumbling and cursing under her breath. Kcrikklli Kcaapaak took this as the perfect cue to leave the room in the opposite direction and head for the sanity of the kitchen.
‘Ready for it Chef?’
‘For what?’
‘The big day for our young fool.’
‘Completely slipped my mind,’ Chef said with a broad grin as he bustled about yelling orders to his staff who were preparing for the evening’s feast to follow April’s investiture.
‘Anything remotely poisonous in all that?’ Kcrikklli asked with a smirk.
‘Not as far as I know Kcrikklli, but one could hope that the poultry may develop a little salmonella over the course of the evening.’
‘I believe there are some who may be praying for something a little more potent.’
‘You’re not in a good mood then it would seem. Would you like me to prepare a bowl of Kiddlepops for you? To cheer you up,’ Chef laughed.
‘I’ll pass on the offer thank you Chef.’
‘Oh come on there Kcrikklli. You’ve seen all this before. What’s the problem?’
‘You don’t have to work day in and day out with these moronic creatures. They are all complete imbeciles. And even if our young April followed his father from the roof to the garden and broke his sweet little neck, there would be more Erdean infested clowns to follow.’
‘Ouch! Don’t let anyone hear you say things like that Kcrikklli. You’ll have an execution order on your plate if you refer to the Gregorians like that.’
‘Oh, quite honestly I don’t give a damn! They can all go to hell. Or preferably back to their own monkey planet and rid Gloth of their scourge.’
‘Kcrikklli! Keep your voice down. You’ll have the Gregorian Guards in here and it’ll be my head as well as yours,’ Chef said angrily.
‘To hell with them all!’ Kcrikklli said with a sneer as he turned immediately and left the kitchen at a pace.
‘Kcrikklli! Kcrikklli!’ Chef yelled, but Kcrikklli ignored him and disappeared through the door to the dining room.
*****
When Kcrikklli arrived at the door to April’s bedroom, he could hear January pleading with her son to get out of bed and start preparing for his big day.
‘But April my
‘Idiots!’ September mumbled.
‘The Noorlacs?’ Sep asked.
‘No Sep. You and your layabout brothers. This situation is unacceptable.’
‘What about your contacts September? You’ve got all the biggies on Gloth,’ Sep replied and surprised himself with his forthrightness.
‘Stop your petty arguing and give me your Q’muniktor.’
The Boy Potentate
‘No, no, no, noooooo!’
‘But it’s your big day today young sir,’ Kcrikklli Kcaapaak said quietly as he tried to encourage April from his bed.
‘I don’t care. I want my Kiddlepops in here!’
‘Young sir. Your dear mother is waiting for you in the dining room. You wouldn’t want to upset your mother on such an important day.’
‘She told me when I became the Super Pomegranate …’
‘Supreme Potentate young sir.’
‘I don’t care. She told me when I’m the boss I can have anything. And I want my Kiddlepops here in my bed. Now!’
‘Very well young sir,’ Kcaapaak conceded and turned on his heels.
‘And fast!’
Kcaapaak ignored April’s last order and left the bedroom at his usual pace and headed for the dining room.
‘Where’s April?’ January asked as she moved her interest from vigorously scratching her left ear with her index finger to Kcrikklli Kcaapaak.
‘I’m afraid young April is insisting on having his breakfast in bed this morning m’am. He seems to be rather reluctant to start his day with his normal vigour.’
‘Oh but he must come at once Kcrikklli. There’s so much to prepare.’
‘Yes, I understand m’am, but he does seem quite determined to stay in his room today.’
‘Oh damnations Kcrikklli! Do I have to do everything myself?’ January snapped as she jumped to her feet and stormed out of the dining room mumbling and cursing under her breath. Kcrikklli Kcaapaak took this as the perfect cue to leave the room in the opposite direction and head for the sanity of the kitchen.
‘Ready for it Chef?’
‘For what?’
‘The big day for our young fool.’
‘Completely slipped my mind,’ Chef said with a broad grin as he bustled about yelling orders to his staff who were preparing for the evening’s feast to follow April’s investiture.
‘Anything remotely poisonous in all that?’ Kcrikklli asked with a smirk.
‘Not as far as I know Kcrikklli, but one could hope that the poultry may develop a little salmonella over the course of the evening.’
‘I believe there are some who may be praying for something a little more potent.’
‘You’re not in a good mood then it would seem. Would you like me to prepare a bowl of Kiddlepops for you? To cheer you up,’ Chef laughed.
‘I’ll pass on the offer thank you Chef.’
‘Oh come on there Kcrikklli. You’ve seen all this before. What’s the problem?’
‘You don’t have to work day in and day out with these moronic creatures. They are all complete imbeciles. And even if our young April followed his father from the roof to the garden and broke his sweet little neck, there would be more Erdean infested clowns to follow.’
‘Ouch! Don’t let anyone hear you say things like that Kcrikklli. You’ll have an execution order on your plate if you refer to the Gregorians like that.’
‘Oh, quite honestly I don’t give a damn! They can all go to hell. Or preferably back to their own monkey planet and rid Gloth of their scourge.’
‘Kcrikklli! Keep your voice down. You’ll have the Gregorian Guards in here and it’ll be my head as well as yours,’ Chef said angrily.
‘To hell with them all!’ Kcrikklli said with a sneer as he turned immediately and left the kitchen at a pace.
‘Kcrikklli! Kcrikklli!’ Chef yelled, but Kcrikklli ignored him and disappeared through the door to the dining room.
*****
When Kcrikklli arrived at the door to April’s bedroom, he could hear January pleading with her son to get out of bed and start preparing for his big day.
‘But April my
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