Chapter 18: A Parable for the Terrible

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

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[Max Alexander]

Seeing the sad sites of the former America gave Max a pit in his stomach. It disappeared once he saw Allwhere. A recognizable city.

They stepped off the plane and Max thoguht he was in teh 1950s. "Back to the past, Dinari. Everything is so similar."

Max gazed around. "This is the first time i have been to Allwhere, honestly. Do you have a place here?"

[Yasmin Seyyedi]

"I can't read," Yasmin answer to Hilja's questions before watches her leaves the kitchen.

She is telling the truth. She couldn't read when her family were alive and before she turned into a vampire. Yasmin turn her attention to Lucio.

"Yea, but what type of games?"

[Hilja Kukkanen/Sasha Pisarev]

"You know, if you can't read, maybe I can teach you." I reply to Yasmine. I turn to my brother and to Lucio as well. "I might be up for a game as well. What kind of game do you have in mind, Lucio?" I ask him. The water is ready, so I pour it into a mug with a tea bag. The mug has an Allmart smiley face on it. It makes me cringe a little to drink out of it. "Would you like to learn to read, Yasmine?"

[Freak Boy]

Freak Boy made his way down a crowded street in Helsinki, his cap pulled low. He left a trail of cigar smoke, puffing away like a madman. The environment was a bit too crowded for his tastes... however, he'd rather be in a crowd than the sole wanderer on the streets. Never know when somebody might get curious... at least in a crowd, he'd blend in somewhat.

"The man in the coat," a familiar voice said. Freak Boy's eyes darted to his right shoulder, where his 4 inch friend Joseph Stalin sat. "He's been following you. We've made three turns and he's made all the exact same turns. Try and lose him."

Freak Boy nodded in acknowledgement. He needed a distraction. He reached into his pocket and grabbed a small tazer. He walked up behind a man. "Sorry," he whispered. He then immediately jammed the tazer into the man's side, causing him to cry out and fall to the ground. Quickly, Freak Boy pocketed the tazer. "This man's having a heart attack, somebody call for help!" he shouted. A crowd formed, he stepped aside and then darted down the nearest alley way.

"He probably wasn't following you," another voice said. Freak Boy's eyes fell on Leon Trotsky, who knelt perched on his left shoulder. "I don't think that was necessary."

"You can never be too careful," Freak Boy said with a shrug. His stomach let out a hungry growl.

"When's the last time you've eaten," Stalin asked.

"I don't know... a few days ago..." his stomach growled again.

"You need to eat."

"To eat I have to steal, to steal I have to have a little more strength than I have right now, and to get a little more strength I have to eat... are you seeing my dilemna, Leon?"

"Yes, yes... you could always... well--"

"No. I'm poor, yes. Homeless, for the most part true. I'm not a fucking beggar." He continued walking down the alley way until he decided to sit beside a dumpster. He pulled out his laptop and began looking through e-mails to see if anybody was wanting some drugs or guns. Alas, not today. Business has been slow lately. Odd.

[Dinari Dollar]

Dinari takes them to his mansion, which answers Max's question if he has a house in Allwhere. Really, his house in the only one different from the others. But, since there is a large gate in front of the house, no one notices the differences. The gate is thick metal, but when it is closed, it reveals a gold dollar sign. The shrubs in Dinari's yard are also in the shape of dollar signs.

"This is home sweet home...Dollar Villa." He states. He isn't sure if it is actually a Villa, but the name villa sounded important and rich. He leads them inside the mansion.

"Maybe we should all chip in and buy Annette a birthday present. I was thinking, maybe we could hire a stripper for the party. She might like that. But, it should be a female stripped since I don't want to see some guy. That would be really gay. So, let's get her a female stripper."

[Jumala Keitoleinen]

To Anthony West
Keitoleinen looks over the designs and settles for one that involves spy machines...such as mechanical birds, which look natural, but that actually can serve to monitor activity of rebels or criminal groups. He grabs the fiile with the designs and decides that he had better get Annette something for her birthday. He wonders how old she is. Well, he isn't sure, but he does know that she is a woman, and...what do women want? Aside from him?

"What can I get that old woman. What do old women like? Hmm, I think they like...knitting. But that is boring. I can't get her something boring. I know, I will get her a pet. Old ladies like pets. I will go to Genetech and ask to buy their most interesting animal. One that reminds me of her. Perhaps...a dinosaur."

With that, Keitoleinen uses the nearest teleportation booth to head to Ireland, to talk to Anthony West about buying a creature. He enters the main laboratory, and with some help from an attractive secretary, is shown to Anthony's lab.

"Anthony? Are you here?! It's Keitoleinen!"

[Momo Kurokawa]

Momo remains quiet throughout the jet trip. She is worn out from all this travel. When they fly over the great wall of America, she becomes a little more allert. When they arrive in Allwhere, she becomes a little more interested. Dinari seems so stupid. All of America is a vicious wasteland full of people who would probably love to destroy that little bastian of civilization. "You need some sort of wall to protect Allwhere." Momo muses to herself mostly. when they arrive at the mansion, Momo is put off by the tackiness of the decor. She also finds the dollar signs to be an eye sore. "I think I will give Annette one of my robots. She will appreciate it more than any of your bird brained ideas."

[Yasmin Seyyedi]

"I.....don't know....but if I said yes.....what types of books you're going to teach me to read?" Yasmin ask.

She is little surprise about the reading offer, but did not show it on her face.

"Sorry if I do become picky when we play games or anything else in the near future....."

[Jack Kruschev]

Wiping the disgusting, biological gunk from his eyes, Anthony heard Jumala come into his lab and call for him. It had been a while since Jumala and Anth had met up, in fact, it had been about a few months now. They used to meet nearly all the time, but nowadays, they only met up for specific reasons and those reasons only popped up once in a blue moon.

But no matter, Jumala was here, and Anth was grateful.

"Jumala! How are you? How can I help you today?" Anth said as he pulled off his glove to reveal a clean hand and offered it in a handshake.

[Jumala Keitoleinen]

"Well Anthony, I am here because I need something. A gift for Annette. I want to buy her a dinosaur. Ideally, I would like it to jump out of her cake. Can you do that for me?" Keitoleinen asks Anthony. He is pleased to be here. Seeing Anthony's animals is actually something that Keitoleinen enjoys a lot. He smiles and folds his hands behind his back. His knuckles crack and he leans back a little.

[Max Alexander]

Max is fascinated by Momo and her crudeness. He chuckled to himself on the inside.

"I think i will get her something from Allmart.." He said sarcastically while rolling his eyes. "I am just kidding, my friend. Maybe i'll give her a TV show or something. We need more original shows."

[Jack Kruschev]

Oh really? Anthony asked to himself. Now, what do I have for that?

Anthony nodded and sat in a nearby chair to roll over to his computer. He shoved one in Jumala's direction so he too could also sit.

"Well, take a seat, this might take a while. How big is the cake going to be?"

[Jumala Keitoleinen]

"That depends on the size of the dinosaur. But, I imagine that it should be big enough to hold something like a velociraptor." Keitoleinen replies after some thought on that matter. "I don't want too small of a dinosaur, although, I guess if you have a miniture velociraptor, that might do fine." Keitoleinen adds.

[Jack Kruschev]

Anth chuckles a little before saying, "So, a T-Rex would be a little too much?"

Anthony scrolls through the pages of his files before stopping and double-clicking to bring up a picture of a small, lizard-like creature.

Well, this isn't exactly what you asked, but I think it's actually what you want. Raptors are difficult to control, seeing as they're highly-intelligent for dinosaur. I think you'd want Compsognathus, seeing how we've created versions that aren't harmful and these are about the size of a chicken. Shove ten or eleven into the cake, and everything should be fine. They hop around a lot, so they should be fun when they jump out of the cake. Sound good?""