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4-H-N On The Trail, Chapter One
Every week when she wasn’t on duty, 4-H-N would go down to Prof’s lab and spend time with Robo-Petunia. That automated approximation of a pretty girl seemed to have somehow imprinted on her, perhaps because it was 4-H-N who’d dragged her out of the junkyard storeroom where she’d been stowed. Today they were sitting on the laboratory floor, pointing the soles of their feet at each other, and slowly rolling a yellow Flashball back and forth between them.
By Doc Sherwood10 days ago in Chapters
Days of Future Juniper, Chapter Two
This time around Mini-Flash Juniper wasn’t having any trouble remembering she was Mini-Flash Juniper, but she was going to have to keep reminding herself everybody else thought she was Mini-Flash Bumblehub. There were three other Special Program girls onboard, besides the curly-haired one, and Juniper’s disguise took them in too. She couldn’t see it having the same effect on Pseudangelos or Splitsville or Flashshadow, but these younger recruits with whom Juniper hadn’t had much to do were fooled just fine.
By Doc Sherwood14 days ago in Chapters
Days of Future Juniper, Chapter One
The airlock doors opened and Mini-Flash Juniper stepped out onto Flashlab Central. “Something strange about this, Jenny,” 4-H-N greeted her. “Mini-Flash Bumblehub’s never so much as talked to me before. Then just this morning she came out with it.”
By Doc Sherwood15 days ago in Chapters
Let's All Be There, Chapter Three
Later, Flashslip was trying out the cognition lounge. It was a curious sort of space, closed off by heavy hanging curtains and boasting silken cushions to recline on. At the far end the drapes were tied back as to look out on a balcony, though what stretched beyond was imaginary void. Somehow the place scanned brainwaves, to make manifest its occupants’ thoughts in the form of spectral paintings etched across this infinite sky.
By Doc Sherwood21 days ago in Chapters
Let's All Be There, Chapter Two
Next second Flashslip was onstage, warm about the cheeks and heart beating fast, which he guessed must have been from all the running. His newly-tinted perspective took in the vastness ahead, dry-ice cloudbanks swirling mysteriously on its broad borders, and boasting at present a clientele of three. Nevertheless, Flashslip seized the microphone and came in on cue.
By Doc Sherwood22 days ago in Chapters
The Ritual of Demand, Chapter Two
The subsequent phases of the solar cycle saw a tremendous change in Flashpower. He was a happier and more confident Mini-Flash all round. He lost his wan distracted look and his cheeks flushed with colour, the freckles on his snub nose standing out boldly. In class he could concentrate again, and his grades began to improve. Even his Flashball picked up a little, and when someone got the better of him he started taking it as any boy would, instead of getting his knickers in a twist. The adult Flashes all agreed Flashpower was finally getting the hang of being the age he was.
By Doc Sherwood22 days ago in Chapters
The Ritual of Demand, Chapter One
So there were Flashpower and Flashfair, 4-H-N guessed, crashing through the undergrowth of a barren outback planet astride local steeds not dissimilar to bipedal dinosaurs. Flashpower was somewhat the elder, leggy and restless in a tunic of brown, apparently determined to keep the lead. Flashfair meanwhile wore white, and seemed to have been named for his complexion and hair. Both Mini-Flashes, it went without saying, bore on their breasts the chunky old lightning-bolt logo.
By Doc Sherwood23 days ago in Chapters
