“What, No Danger Bay today?”
“That’s right Carl,” I replied, raising my mug of organically & shade-grown, Fair Trade, French-Roast coffee, in an attempt to get my corpuscles, corpuscling, “There are a few things left to do for our Danger Bay finale!”
“What?” Carl rumbled with some volume.
“Um…” I began, but was interrupted by…
“…You can’t do that!” a slightly agitated Collie McIntyre exclaimed, “You went to all the trouble to draw a cyber-me so I could play in Danger Bay, and now you END IT?”
“…After all this time you’re just going to end it?” Carl fumed, “with no notice?”
“If you’d just…”
“…Do the others know about this?”
“If I could…”
“This is outrageous!”
“…Thanks a lot!”
“…have you lost your mind?”
“QUIET!!!” I said in my best outdoor voice.
And there was total silence, and I could actually see steam rising from Carl’s ears…
“Thank you,” I said after a few moments of steamy silence, “SEASON Finale, we’ll resume the series in June.”
And the silence continued, but the steam evaporated.
SEASON finale, one week from today!