Meanwhile, Blindy sat at the counter, hugging his mug.
Zeros stood next to him like a monument to patience—right on the edge of collapse.
Mimi Glittershutz staggered up to Blindy, raised a hand—pointed at Zeros…
caught his eyes—froze—
yeah, nope—hand dropped immediately, like it learned survival real fast.
He turned back to Blindy instead.
“What kinda—st-st—stupid piece o’ shit you gotta be, huh…?
t-to just—just go an’ t-tell a—
a cos—cos—cosmic hole to go f-fuck itself?!”
Kluuu’Vres slapped him on the shoulder—
WHAM
Mimi’s face slammed into the counter, scraping it with his three remaining teeth. Which… very quickly became two.
Kluuu’Vres straightened up, rolling his shoulders like he just tuned the room.
“Hah—HAH—listen—listen—
in my short, tragically short life—yeah—
I seen idiots. A lot o’ idiots—”
He jabbed a finger at Blindy, wobbling onto a stool like it was a stage.
“BUT THIS ONE?!
Blind fuck?!
Nah—nah—this ain’t normal stupid—
this is—this is advanced stupid!”
He spun, climbed up onto a stool, wobbling just enough to make it dramatic, and jabbed a finger at Blindy.
The crowd started rumbling.
Kluuu’Vres spread his arms wide—owning it.
“We ALL saw it! This pathetic bastard told the actual—”
He froze.
Squinted at the ceiling.
Finger still up.
“—the… the fuck was that thing?
Eh—don’t matter! Don’t—
don’t even matter!”
He snapped back, louder:
“YOU just—walk up—
and tell it to go fuck itself?!
LIKE THAT?!”
The crowd exploded:
“IDIOT!”
“MORON!”
“SPACE DUMBASS!”
Kluuu’Vres bounced with it, feeding the noise like a pro:
“ANY one o’ us—yeah—even the real crazy ones—
we’d ask for—uh—”
He spun his hand in the air, searching for thoughts.
“—eternal life! Yeah! That one!”
“OH HELL YEAH!”
“LOTSA MONEY!” he barked immediately after.
“OH HELL YEAH!”
Dhal’Rrek shot up:
“LOTS OF SPOUSES!”
Gra’Mullock… leaned in, slower, unsure, like she just woke up mid-conversation:
“OH HELL—yeah…?
I mean… yeah… more spouses sounds—yeah…”
Kval’Reno didn’t even turn—
“HEY GRA! SIT YOUR BUTT DOWN!
YOU GOT FOUR ALREADY!
WHAT—YOU STACKIN’ ‘EM NOW?!”
The crowd howled. Kluuu’Vres dragged it back, waving his arms like a drunk conductor:
“Yeah—yeah—Gra’s obsessed—
can’t get enough spouses—
but EVEN SHE—”
He leaned forward, squinting harder now.
“wouldn’ta told that… that…”
Long stare at the ceiling. Brain buffering.
“What the fuck WAS that thing anyway?!”
Mimi stumbled back up beside him, wiping his mouth, grinning like a broken idiot:
“Cosmic hole!”
With two teeth left, it came out: “Coshmic ’ole!”
Blindy just nodded, smiling at the whole idiot circus—he was used to it.
To him, this was life:
getting kicked around for something,
and being happy they were even talking about you.
He leaned his head back,
exhaled through his nose—
no resentment.