Page 45 of Total Lunar Eclipse
She rounds the desk and starts typing something on the keyboard. As she works, the office doors open again and Mary peeks her head back in.
“Gentlemen, ah, there’s some people to see you in the lobby. Security will not let them pass. . . the gentlemen are dressedoddly. In, ah, cloaks of some sort. They insist on speaking with you. A Mrs. Gerty is leading them. I’ve directed to have them put in the second-floor conference room until you can clear them.”
“Mrs. Gerty is here? Woohoo, I did it!” Zahra enthuses.
“Ah, you know this woman, my dear?”
“She a Minor go- minor friend,” Zahra corrects.
Mary tips her head in confusion.
“We’ll be right down. Thank you, Mary,” Saturn tells our secretary.
“Of course. I will go inform security.”
She leaves and Saturn, Mars, Pluto, and my twin start after her.
“Neptune and I will stay with Zahra while she does her research,” Merc announces to the others.
I raise an eyebrow, but if it means not having to see the elemental fucks Zahra created, so be it. I don’t care if they’ve found their soulmates, they still lusted after mine. I feel my twin’s amusement at my thoughts and give him a mental shove. As if he doesn’t feel the same way.
We sit silently while Zahra works on the computer, and I debate whether to speak telepathically with Mercury. I want to know what he’s done with Sun’s essence, but he looks so beaten. Weak. Even though we could all feel Zahra feeding him power, he still seems so frail.
“Zahra, you never did tell us about those homemade tampons,” he suddenly states.
Both Zahra and I give him the same bewildered look. I try to scan his mental thoughts, but find he’s blocked me.
“Bratik,”I call to my twin.“Merc is up to something.”
“Do you need me to come back up there? Please say yes,”he commands.
“Why? What’s wrong?”
“Fucking Josh Maitland, from the Austin, Texas branch is here. He’s waylaid us. Mary’s gone on to tell the Minors we’re coming, but I hate all the bureaucratic shit.”
Now I’m glad Merc picked me to stay behind.
“Mercury just asked Zahra to tell him about her homemade tampons,”I tell my twin.
“I’ll listen to Maitland’s crap,”he quickly blurts out in my head and I chuckle.
The fucking god of independence and new novelties doesn’t want to hear about homemade tampons? I shake my head and turn my attention back to Zahra, who is still looking confused.
“You want me to tell you about my homemade tampons,now?” she asks my distant brother of communication.
“Yes, please,” Mercury asks in his accented English.
“Um, ok. So my junior year of high school, I thought I might make some extra money making homemade organic products, like body scrubs and such.”
I glare at Mercury for even asking. How the hell does someone go from making body scrubs to making tampons?
“Neptune is curious as to how you went from body scrubs to tampons,” Merc comments deviously.
I scowl at the instigative fucker, but what else can I expect from the trickster of the group? He gives me an evil smile as Zahra starts in on me.
“I think it was a natural progression, quite frankly. And, I mean, anyone could buy organic body scrubs, but homemade tampons? Come on. I had the market cornered!”
Merc nods sagely at me and then encourages Zahra to continue.
