(Trust me when I say it was difficult to distract myself long enough to actually write this chapter. Damn complimentary Simpoints are just so addicting to earn and spend…)
After they left the abandoned houseboat, Shark and Sinbad took a seat next to some nearby flowers. Sagebear, finally on her feet again, alternated between digging holes and loafing around.
Picking one of aforementioned flowers, Sinbad inspected it closely upon realizing it was made of crystal. Fascinated by its composition, he looked through it.
“I’d like this more if it weren’t made of the same shit that’s covering our town back in the past,” he mused as he held it up to the sunlight.
Now Shark took a closer look at the flower. “But it’s still really pretty, right?”
“Eh, not really, no.” Then Sinbad took on a smug expression. He turned to face Shark, and then stuck the flower into his hair. “Okay, now that’s pretty.”
Shark tried looking upward at his new hair decoration and blushed. “I guess. I don’t see how my hair’s going to make that flower look any nicer.”
“I ain’t talking about the flower, man,” Sinbad told him with a snort. He then leaned in and kissed Shark on the cheek.
By this time, the others had finally discovered where the other three had gone. Dennis just about collapsed from relief at seeing they were all right.
“Why’d you leave without telling us, bro?” Marc asked Sinbad while trying to remain calm. Harwood just put a hand on his shoulder in case of residual fear.
As the men went on, Blaise stood back a few feet away with the twins. Though she was happy that Shark and Sinbad were fine, she was more occupied with a burgeoning pain in her stomach.
Blaise tapped the ladies’ shoulders to get their attention.
“Yes? What is it?” Amara said first.
“Is something bothering you, Miss Kindle?” Amelia said after her. All Blaise could really do was nod and ask an unusual question:
“How’s the medical care ya got here in the future?”
By the time everyone returned to the house, Emit was nowhere to be found.
Disregarding this detail, the group made their way to an unoccupied bed for Blaise to lay on. Blaise herself was being carried on Shark’s back to keep from walking.
When they found one, she jumped off of him and sat down on it, careful not to get too much blood on the mattress.
“Are you sure you’ll be all right here without us, dear?” Dennis asked his wife as she readjusted herself on the bed.
Blaise waved off his concern. “I’ll live. It’s just like at home. Just get me some pads, and either a book to read or the TV remote. Ya boys just go ahead and have fun without me.”
“You want us to at least leave Sagebear with you, so you don’t get lonely, Mom?” Shark asked her, to which she smiled and nodded. She then patted a spot next to her for Sagebear to jump up on.
As she got ready to settle in, Harwood nudged one of the twins.
“Do you by any chance sell Da Hong Pao in this city? And if you do, is it still as expensive as it was in my time?”
-A few hours later…-
Once Blaise had a change of underwear and a fresh pad, she settled in for a night of watching TV.
Or rather, she tried to. Her cramps were making that nearly impossible. Growling at the pain, Blaise rubbed her belly and then looked at Sagebear.
“Can ya do me a favor, little girl? Sit on Grandma’s stomach?” Sagebear complied immediately, stepping up onto Blaise and sitting down where she was told.
Right away, Blaise was calmed and relieved by the amount of canine warmth.
“Thanks little girl,” she told her before beginning to pet her. “We girls gotta stick together, don’t we?”
At that point, Blaise and Sagebear heard footsteps approaching. After an initial fear that it was a burglar, it was revealed to only be Emit. However, something about him seemed off.
“Hey Mitty,” she said to him, “What’s eatin’ ya?”
Emit didn’t answer her. Instead, he continued muttering inaudibly about some topic. His glasses were badly cracked, revealing one of his eyes to be bloodshot.
“Uhhh…Mitty?” Emit just kept ignoring Blaise and Sagebear. He then wandered out of the room, still mumbling about something.