(#00160)
“Honestly, that flask says ‘Do not open’. There has to be a reason.”
“Exactly why I’m opening it. To see why[1].”
Tarvek, at least, had the sense to duck and cover.
“Some kind of liquid…” Gil sniffed cautiously. “It’s coffee!”
“It’s in a sealed container with a warning label! That alone is enough to put it back where it came from!”
“…there was something important I was supposed to remember about coffee…”
Tarvek growled. “Oh, warm it up, then. I’m sure we’ll find out about it.”
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“DESTROY! IMPERFECTION!” grated the clank. “DESTROY! IMPERFECTION!”
“How the hell did we make this out of three rocks and a cheese grater?”
“And the container the coffee was in?” added Gil. “I can’t remember. Everything was… perfect…”
“DESTROY! IMPERFECTION!”
“And how do we kill it?”
“Good question.”
[1] This tells you everything you need to know about humanity in general and Sparks in particular.
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