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“Monkeyshines” by J.B. Rockwell (part 1 of 2)
In the far-flung future, the space freighter Threepenny Raven and her eclectic crew of misfits, malcontents and one severely sassy otter, sail the stars in search of booty and adventure, but mostly end up shot, stabbed, keel-hauled and otherwise on the short end of a long and pointy trouble stick.
Today’s story is the first of two parts of “Monkeyshines” by J.B. Rockwell, part-time scribbler and cat-wrangler, and author of the Serengeti series (Serengeti, Dark and Stars, and Hecate ) by Severed Press, the upcoming novel Forgotten Stars & Distant Seas due for release in 2021 from Severed Press, and the supernatural/weird novella Crimson King also due for release in 2021 from Bizarro Pulp Press.
Read for you by Khaki, your faithful fireside companion.
Transcript
You’re listening to The Voice of Dog. I’m Khaki, your faithful fireside companion,
Speaker:and Today’s story is the first of two (2) parts
Speaker:of “Monkeyshines”
Speaker:by J.B. Rockwell, part-time scribbler and cat-wrangler,
Speaker:and author of the Serengeti series (Serengeti, Dark and Stars, and Hecate )
Speaker:by Severed Press,
Speaker:the upcoming novel Forgotten Stars & Distant Seas
Speaker:due for release in 2021 from Severed Press,
Speaker:and the supernatural/weird novella
Speaker:Crimson King also due for release in 2021
Speaker:from Bizarro Pulp Press. [if this is the second or third entry] Last time, [characters and events took place, and we ended on a cliffhanger where things and stuff…]
Please enjoy:“Monkeyshines” by J.B. Rockwell, Part 1 of 2 A flash of light in the darkness,
Please enjoy:a brilliant bar of brightest blue knifing from the stars,
Please enjoy:squiggling, twisting, writhing across the emptiness of space.
Please enjoy:Phinnaeus Crowhammer
Please enjoy:never saw it coming—not until the last possible second
Please enjoy:—and by then it was too late.
Please enjoy:The blue bar slammed into Threepenny Raven,
Please enjoy:pounding her triple-thick hull,
Please enjoy:scoring her metal composite skin
Please enjoy:and sparking tendrils of electric fire
Please enjoy:that crawled hungrily along her side.
Please enjoy:Klaxons screamed, filling Raven’s bridge with a shrieking,
Please enjoy:ear-splitting dissonance.
Please enjoy:Crowhammer snarled and slammed his palm against a big red button,
Please enjoy:killing the sirens instantly.
Please enjoy:“What. The fuck. Was that?” he demanded,
Please enjoy:glaring at his crew.
Please enjoy:Blank faces. Blank,
Please enjoy:nervous faces staring back at him.
Please enjoy:“Anyone? Any ideas?
Please enjoy:Anything at all?” Silence on the bridge,
Please enjoy:everyone carefully avoiding Crowhammer’s eyes.
Please enjoy:“Wonderful. Fucking wonderful,”
Please enjoy:he swore. “Daughtry!”
Please enjoy:Daughtry stiffened,
Please enjoy:one hand lifting,
Please enjoy:fingers tapping against his temple.
Please enjoy:He was First Mate
Please enjoy:—a dark-haired, dark-eyed pretty boy Crowhammer should have hated,
Please enjoy:except he was a damned fine second in command.
Please enjoy:“Who’s on—Shit!” Another flash outside, another snaking blue bar
Please enjoy:writhing its way toward Raven.
Please enjoy:“Brace-brace-brace!”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer grabbed at the back of his Captain’s chair and held on tight as the second blue bar
Please enjoy:crashed into them,
Please enjoy:rocking Raven hard to port.
Please enjoy:Sirens erupted immediately,
Please enjoy:klaxons sounding all over the ship while people screamed and cursed up a storm,
Please enjoy:filling the bridge with a cacophonous of noise.
Please enjoy:“God fucking dammit!” Crowhammer swore, punching the kill switch to silence the klaxons.
Please enjoy:Again. “Daughtry! Why are those klaxons so goddamn loud?”
Please enjoy:“Well—” “Never mind. Jorgenson!”
Please enjoy:Jorgenson was gunner’s mate
Please enjoy:—a hulking, blond-headed block of man stuffed into the cramped space of a gimbaled artillery station to one side. “Jorgie! What the hell’re ya doin’?”
Please enjoy:“Nuthin.’” “Exactly. What should you be doin’?” “Shootin’?” Jorgie guessed.
Please enjoy:“Brilliant, Jorgie. Fucking brilliant. Really.”
Please enjoy:Jorgenson smiled happily.
Please enjoy:Crowhammer drew a deep breath, struggling to control his temper.
Please enjoy:Jorgenson wasn’t a half bad gunner, but sometimes he was
Please enjoy:insanely stupid. “Find a fucking target and start shooting.”
Please enjoy:“So… you want—” “Goddamn it, Jorgie, stop fucking around!”
Please enjoy:Jorgenson gulped and paled,
Please enjoy:ducking his head
Please enjoy:like a contrite schoolboy.
Please enjoy:“The station says ‘gunner’ so you fucking gun, you idiot.
Please enjoy:Keep those things off us, you understand? ”
Please enjoy:“Aye, sir,” Jorgenson squeaked,
Please enjoy:grabbed the targeting visor and pulled it over his eyes.
Please enjoy:The gimbaled pod pivoted,
Please enjoy:armaments coming on-line,
Please enjoy:artillery systems powering up,
Please enjoy:searching for targets.
Please enjoy:Two more cobalt bars appeared,
Please enjoy:writhing through space with a cloud of tumbling crescents following in their wake.
Please enjoy:Jorgenson locked on to them,
Please enjoy:humming softly as he squeezed the twin firing mechanisms and spewed out
Please enjoy:a scattershot of forced ion pulse rounds
Please enjoy:that lit up the darkness outside Raven’s hull.
Please enjoy:Hallelujah. Something gone right for a change.
Please enjoy:“Daughtry!” Crowhammer wheeled around and found his First Mate picking himself up from the floor.
Please enjoy:“Who the fuck is shooting at my ship?”
Please enjoy:“Don’t know, sir.” “Don’t know.
Please enjoy:Why the hell not?
Please enjoy:Who’s on long range scan?”
Please enjoy:“Trucchi, sir.” “Who-sy?” “Trucchi.
Please enjoy:New guy,” Daughtry said, nodding to a hatchet-faced woman
Please enjoy:manning the long scan station. “Trucchi. Right.” Trucchi was all spit and polish,
Please enjoy:head shaved up both sides,
Please enjoy:face fixed in a perpetual frown,
Please enjoy:blue eyes two cold, hard lumps of ice.
Please enjoy:Not exactly his idea of a woman.
Please enjoy:Women were supposed to be soft and curvy,
Please enjoy:something warm and comforting to snuggle up to.
Please enjoy:Trucchi looked about as cuddly as a steel girder. “Coochie!” Crowhammer barked.
Please enjoy:“Trucchi, sir,” Daughtry corrected.
Please enjoy:“Whatever. New guy!
Please enjoy:What’s—?” The ship shuddered,
Please enjoy:trembling violently as another blue bar plowed into it.
Please enjoy:Light flared brightly,
Please enjoy:arcing cobalt blue as bolts of electric fire shot across Raven’s hull. “Jorgie!” Crowhammer whirled around, stalked over to the artillery station and smacked Jorgenson hard in the head.
Please enjoy:“What the fuck, Jorgie?! I said keep ‘em off us, so fucking keep ‘em off!”
Please enjoy:“Aye, Captain. Sorry, Captain!”
Please enjoy:Jorgenson pivoted madly,
Please enjoy:tracking everything and pouring out forced ion fire as fast as his ham hands could squeeze the triggers.
Please enjoy:He was a pretty good shot and did a decent job of thinning the dense blue cloud behind the snaking blue bars,
Please enjoy:but there were a lot of targets out there and the canons could only hit so many of them.
Please enjoy:The first of the bars plowed into them, rocking the ship.
Please enjoy:The second knocked her hard over, sending Crowhammer and everyone else on the bridge crashing to the ground,
Please enjoy:rattling their teeth as the leading edge of the blue cloud peppered Raven’s hull.
Please enjoy:“Jorgie!” “Sorry! Sorry-sorry-sorry!” Crowhammer sighed and picked himself up.
Please enjoy:Yelling at Jorgenson clearly wasn’t helping, so he decided to yell at someone else for a
Please enjoy:while. “Hoochie!” “Sir!” Trucchi whirled and braced up hard,
Please enjoy:hand whipping up,
Please enjoy:snapping off a crisp salute
Please enjoy:and then assuming a parade rest stance.
Please enjoy:“It’s Trucchi, sir.” “Don’t care.
Please enjoy:How the fuck’d you miss that?”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer demanded,
Please enjoy:stabbing a finger at the bright blue energy missiles lighting up the darkness outside.
Please enjoy:“Didn’t, sir. Sent the warning to your Captain’s station.”
Please enjoy:“Warning?! What warning? I didn’t—”
Please enjoy:“Ahem.” Daughtry caught his eye,
Please enjoy:nodded to a blinking red light on the arm of the throne-like chair Crowhammer had recently vacated.
Please enjoy:“Warning light, sir. Just as she said.”
Please enjoy:“Light? A fucking light?
Please enjoy:Thousand fucking lights on this bridge, Daughtry. How the hell—”
Please enjoy:“Warning light’s regulation, sir,”
Please enjoy:Trucchi cut in. “Regulation?”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer blinked and stared.
Please enjoy:“What the fuck does regulation have to do with anything?
Please enjoy:Daughtry!” He rounded on his First Mate,
Please enjoy:one hand flailing angrily in Trucchi’s general direction.
Please enjoy:“Spit and polish and everything by the regulations?
Please enjoy:What the fuck is she doing on my ship?”
Please enjoy:“Militia, Captain.” “So?
Please enjoy:What does that have to do with anything?”
Please enjoy:“That group of Militia that boarded us a few months back? You said
Please enjoy:join or die?” “Sounds familiar,” Crowhammer nodded.
Please enjoy:“Trucchi was with ‘em.
Please enjoy:Did the math and chose the lesser of two evils.”
Please enjoy:“Huh?” Crowhammer considered Daughtry a moment,
Please enjoy:trying to decide if that was an insult or not then turned back around.
Please enjoy:“Whatever. Moochie! Tell me what’s out there.”
Please enjoy:“It’s Tru—never mind,” she sighed,
Please enjoy:turning around, tapping away at her station.
Please enjoy:“I’m on it.” No ‘sir’ that time.
Please enjoy:Might be hope for her yet.
Please enjoy:Crowhammer congratulated himself for providing such a positive role model.
Please enjoy:“I want star charts, Trucchi.
Please enjoy:Sensor data, anything you’ve got so we know who the fuck—” More impacts, everyone stumbled,
Please enjoy:yelling and cursing
Please enjoy:as Raven slewed sideways.
Please enjoy:“Godammit, Jorgie, you useless piece of shit!
Please enjoy:You’re the fucking gunner and I expect you to fucking hit something every now and then!”
Please enjoy:“Too many-too many-too many,” Jorgenson panted,
Please enjoy:artillery pod pivoting frantically, turret guns
Please enjoy:spraying out dozens of rounds.
Please enjoy:Raven’s shots hit and hit again, striking the tumbling crescents,
Please enjoy:obliterating them in showers of cobalt energy, but they just kept coming.
Please enjoy:Jorgenson was right
Please enjoy:—there were too many.
Please enjoy:Alright, time to get Jorgie some help. “Otter!” Crowhammer yelled, turning towards helm
Please enjoy:and the dapper, furry fellow manning the oversized ship’s wheel.
Please enjoy:“Jorgie can’t hit shit so yer gonna have to dodge those fuckers.” Otter blinked and stared,
Please enjoy:agile paws lifting to pull at the earflaps of his leather skullcap and snug
Please enjoy:it more closely to his head,
Please enjoy:and afterwards checking
Please enjoy:adjusting the welder’s goggles perched atop it,
Please enjoy:lenses glittering in the flash and flare light.
Please enjoy:He grabbed the trailing end of a cream-colored scarf
Please enjoy:and whipped it around his neck as he squared his furry shoulders
Please enjoy:and rounded on his Captain,
Please enjoy:spewing a long string of angry
Please enjoy:and incredulous chitterings from his sharp-toothed mouth.
Please enjoy:“Impossible? Fuck impossible,” Crowhammer said,
Please enjoy:cutting the helmsman off.
Please enjoy:“I said dodge, Otter, now you fucking dodge those fucking things before they tear holy helloutta my ship!” Otter huffed and glared,
Please enjoy:and then he grabbed the wheel
Please enjoy:and hauled it over, damn near turning Raven onto her side as he brought her about.
Please enjoy:He was an ace pilot, was Otter—the best Crowhammer had ever seen
Please enjoy:—and he steered Raven’s massive bulk with ease,
Please enjoy:slipping her to one side to let a fast moving energy missile shoot by
Please enjoy:and then dodging the other way to avoid a fractured cloud
Please enjoy:of tumbling crescents.
Please enjoy:Jorgenson kept plugging away,
Please enjoy:doing his best to clear a path,
Please enjoy:and for a moment
Please enjoy:Crowhammer thought they had it.
Please enjoy:Then, “Brace!” he screamed.
Please enjoy:A blue bar caught Raven square in the side,
Please enjoy:punching her hard as another followed behind it, scoring along her nose.
Please enjoy:Raven shuddered and pitched,
Please enjoy:knocking half the crew to the floor.
Please enjoy:“Back ‘er up, Otter!”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer screamed to be heard over the klaxons.
Please enjoy:“See if we can at least get outta range of whatever’s shooting at us.”
Please enjoy:Otter nodded and leaned to the side,
Please enjoy:tapping at buttons with one agile little paw while the other steered. “Talk to me, Gucci. What’s out there?”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer growled.
Please enjoy:“Gucci? Seriously?” Trucchi looked offended.
Please enjoy:Too fucking bad. “What. The fuck. Is out there. Gucci?” “Nothing,” Trucchi told him, waving helplessly at the floor to ceiling windows wrapping the front of the bridge.
Please enjoy:“It’s just empty space,
Please enjoy:just like the charts say. There
Please enjoy:shouldn’t be—Incoming!”
Please enjoy:Yelling. Better. Quick learner that girl.
Please enjoy:Raven shuddered as a cloud of cobalt blue rounds smashed into her, peppering her grey skin.
Please enjoy:“Fuck-fuck-fuck! That is not empty space, Hoochie!”
Please enjoy:A quick look outside showed two more cobalt bars
Please enjoy:fast approaching,
Please enjoy:a sea of tumbling, sparking crescents following close behind.
Please enjoy:“Jorgie!” “On it-on it-on-it!”
Please enjoy:“Otter!” More chattering—angry, indignant—accompanied by animated gestures of agile otterish paws. “Yeah
Please enjoy:-yeah. I see ‘em. And I know Jorgenson’s a crap shot.
Please enjoy:Just get us outta here!”
Please enjoy:Otter squawked something rude
Please enjoy:and flipped him the bird,
Please enjoy:but he did as he was told, throwing the ship into full reverse
Please enjoy:and turning the wheel, eyes flicking from the blue bars outside to the computer screen beside him as he headed for the hills.
Please enjoy:“C’mon-c’mon-c’mon,”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer muttered,
Please enjoy:staring through the windows,
Please enjoy:watching the bars track closer.
Please enjoy:“Miss-miss-miss.” It didn’t look like they would,
Please enjoy:but Otter kept backing away and at some point the missiles lost focus, sailed past Raven
Please enjoy:and writhed angrily into deep space.
Please enjoy:“Thank god,” Crowhammer gave Otter a thumb’s up.
Please enjoy:“Park ‘er here and keep an eye out,
Please enjoy:Otter. Gucci! Talk to me!”
Please enjoy:“It’s Trucchi you goddamn
Please enjoy:—” “Gucci-Trucchi-monkey moochi- Mama-Liucci—I don’t give a good goddamn. Just tell me
Please enjoy:what the fuck is out there, woman!”
Please enjoy:“Scarecrow!” she spat
Please enjoy:and jabbed her finger at a blinking red dot on her screen.
Please enjoy:“Scarecrow?” That was the last thing he’d expected her to
Please enjoy:say. “Can’t be.” Scarecrows were limited capability AI watchdogs
Please enjoy:—an invention of the Law’s Customs division.
Please enjoy:They were originally designed to keep tabs on the freighters transiting the shipping lanes, but some bright spark decided to arm.
Please enjoy:So when the AIs went rogue—as they all inevitably did—things went south quickly.
Please enjoy:“What the fuck is a Scarecrow doing way out here?
Please enjoy:What the fuck is a Scarecrow doing anywhere?!
Please enjoy:Daughtry! Thought the Law got ridda those things!”
Please enjoy:“Decommissioned and scrapped. That was the official word.”
Please enjoy:Daughtry stepped to Trucchi’s station
Please enjoy:and examined her screen.
Please enjoy:“She’s right, though.
Please enjoy:That’s a Scarecrow out there.
Please enjoy:Guess they missed this one when they were rounding the damn things up.”
Please enjoy:“Figures. Law never was very good at record keeping.”
Please enjoy:“Hang on. There’s something else here.” Daughtry tapped at the keyboard,
Please enjoy:bringing a second record up on the screen.
Please enjoy:“Yer gonna love this.
Please enjoy:Law didn’t miss it, they sold it.”
Please enjoy:“Sold it? Mother fucker. What a buncha cheap ass, low-life, no good, monkey screwin’
Please enjoy:-sold it to who?” “Take a guess.”
Please enjoy:“Militia.” “Bingo.” “Bastards!”
Please enjoy:Militia were black market, paramilitary heavies for hire.
Please enjoy:They were everywhere these days, and for some reason Threepenny Raven kept running into them.
Please enjoy:“And I’m guessing from all that blue shit out there that the Scarecrow’s still got all its armaments.”
Please enjoy:“Snakes and Scorpions,”
Please enjoy:Daughtry nodded. Snakes were the squiggling
Please enjoy:bars, Scorpions the rotating crescents that detonated so prettily.
Please enjoy:In combination they were deadly.
Please enjoy:Take a ship like Raven apart in less than an hour, those
Please enjoy:nasty-ass, hammer-and-sickle munitions.
Please enjoy:“Lovely. Just bloody lovely.”
Please enjoy:“One more thing.” “Oh god. Don’t tell me,”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer groaned, covering his face with his hands.
Please enjoy:“That thing your cousin sent us after? The lockbox?
Please enjoy:Scarecrow’s sitting on top of it.
Please enjoy:Right on top of it.”
Please enjoy:“Meaning?” “If we take the Scarecrow out, we’ll destroy the lockbox with it.”
Please enjoy:“Well fuck me. Ain’t this a pickle.”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer folded his arms over his chest and stared out the window.
Please enjoy:The smart thing to do would be to get the hell out of here, leave that psychotic thing alone.
Please enjoy:“How much are we gettin’ paid fer this?”
Please enjoy:“Five million.” “Hmmm,” Crowhammer murmured,
Please enjoy:finger tapping against his lips,
Please enjoy:watching a fresh batch of Snakes and Scorpions writhe their way through space and then disappear off one
Please enjoy:side. “Hoochy—” “Trucchi, sir,”
Please enjoy:she corrected tiredly.
Please enjoy:“Query the system.
Please enjoy:I want schematics,
Please enjoy:design diagrams, everything we’ve got on Scarecrows. And when you’ve got all that,
Please enjoy:I want you to tell me how to kill that fucker.”
Please enjoy:“Okay…” Trucchi saluted uncertainly
Please enjoy:and then turned around, fingers flying across the keyboard.
Please enjoy:“Not bad, eh?” Crowhammer smiled, nudging his First Mate in the side.
Please enjoy:“What?” “The view,” he said, gesturing at Trucchi’s bottom.
Please enjoy:“The spit and polish gotta go, and she’s built like a freight train mated with a piece-a jerky, but I gotta say, Trucchi’s got one helluva sweet ass.
Please enjoy:Too bad there’s a gigantic stick shoved up it.” Daughtry sighed and raised his hands but Otter crept over and snuck a look
Please enjoy:—snuck a long look
Please enjoy:—and then gave his Captain two thumbs up. “See? Otter knows a fine piece-a ass when he sees one.
Please enjoy:Good man, Otter.” “Alright. That’s enough,”
Please enjoy:Daughtry said, shooing Otter back to his station.
Please enjoy:“So why’s it here?”
Please enjoy:he asked. “What’s in that lockbox that’s so important it requires a Scarecrow to guard it?”
Please enjoy:“Hell if I know,” Crowhammer shrugged.
Please enjoy:“You mean you didn’t check the manifest?” “Course I did.”
Please enjoy:“Really?” Daughtry’s look was skeptical to say the least.
Please enjoy:“Not carefully, but I did check it.
Please enjoy:Read the cover sheet. Got the basics. Bad business not to.
Please enjoy:Worse than doing business with family,”
Please enjoy:he grimaced. Family in this case was Cousin Horatio
Please enjoy:—the idiot who had set this all up.
Please enjoy:Horatio who was
Please enjoy:Law and yet had somehow failed to mention the AI death machine watching over the very thing Raven and her crew had been sent to pick up.
Please enjoy:“Broke my cardinal rule takin’ on this job,”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer muttered.
Please enjoy:“Daughtry! What’s my cardinal rule?”
Please enjoy:“Never date a woman with an eyepatch.”
Please enjoy:“No. Well, yes. But no in this case. Jorgie! Rule number one.”
Please enjoy:“No assless chaps in the cargo bay.”
Please enjoy:“That’s more of a guideline really,
Please enjoy:but—Family, you idiots! Never do business with family.
Please enjoy:God! It’s like I don’t even know you people any—”
Please enjoy:“Captain? The manifest?” Daughtry prompted. “What? Oh.
Please enjoy:That. Spiders or some such,”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer said, waving one hand vaguely.
Please enjoy:“Spiders. That’s it?
Please enjoy:Nothing else?” “Don’t think so.
Please enjoy:Stopped readin’ once I saw spiders,
Please enjoy:though. Hate spiders. Creepy things.” Crowhammer shuddered, grimacing in distaste.
Please enjoy:“Why would the Militia need a psychopathic death machine to—”
Please enjoy:Cough! “What?!” Crowhammer snapped, whirling around.
Please enjoy:Otter waved and pointed at the data record he’d called up on the screen. “Ah.
Please enjoy:The manifest. Good man.”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer walked over and examined the information while Daughtry looked over his shoulder.
Please enjoy:“See? Spiders,” he said, pointing at a single word written in rather large, red letters on the first page.
Please enjoy:Daughtry tapped a key,
Please enjoy:paging to the next screen and frowned
Please enjoy:at two words near the bottom.
Please enjoy:“Arachis hypogaea,”
Please enjoy:he read, sliding his eyes to Crowhammer.
Please enjoy:“Last I checked, spiders were arach
Please enjoy:-nid.” “So, if it’s not spiders, what is it?”
Please enjoy:Daughtry queried the system,
Please enjoy:and then wisely kept his mouth shut as Crowhammer scanned through the information
Please enjoy:it brought back. “Peanuts.
Please enjoy:Yer fuckin’ kiddin’ me.
Please enjoy:We’re literally doin’ this job fer peanuts.”
Please enjoy:Technically, they were doing it for five million, that was the contract.
Please enjoy:At the time, it’d seemed like a sweet deal
Please enjoy:—a fat wad of cash to essentially be glorified delivery boys.
Please enjoy:Crowhammer should’ve known better.
Please enjoy:“Five million to face down a heavily-armed, completely deranged Scarecrow and retrieve a lockbox fulla peanuts.
Please enjoy:Something ‘bout this don’t smell right, Daughtry.”
Please enjoy:“Stinks like Jorgenson’s ass.”
Please enjoy:“Hey!” “If the shoe fits, Jorgie.”
Please enjoy:Daughtry shrugged unapologetically.
Please enjoy:“Screw this,” Crowhammer decided.
Please enjoy:“We’re outta here.
Please enjoy:Otter—” Cough! “What?!” Crowhammer yelled,
Please enjoy:rounding on the helmsman in exasperation.
Please enjoy:“What is it now? What new and terrible—”
Please enjoy:Otter raised one finger, cutting him off,
Please enjoy:then turned to the computer beside him and scrolled through the rest of the manifest.
Please enjoy:“Blight. Fungus. Species failure. Blah-blah-blah. Seriously,
Please enjoy:Otter. Yer borin’ the crap outta me,” Crowhammer growled. Another burst of chatter, more lecturing
Please enjoy:and lots of pointing at the information on the screen.
Please enjoy:“Last known peanut plant sample anywhere in the known universe?”
Please enjoy:Otter nodded. “Huh. Now that’s interesting,” Crowhammer said, rubbing his chin. ‘Last
Please enjoy:known sample’ meant scarce and valuable.
Please enjoy:More valuable than the piddling five million Horatio’s buyer had offered.
Please enjoy:Crowhammer smiled, sensing opportunity.
Please enjoy:But one thing still bothered him.
Please enjoy:“How does the last known peanut plant sample in the whole fucking universe
Please enjoy:end up strapped to the ass of that psychotic death machine out there?”
Please enjoy:Otter scrolled back to the beginning of the record,
Please enjoy:pointed to something in the default fields at the top
Please enjoy:and then started giggling.
Please enjoy:“What the fuck’s gotten into you, Otter?” Otter pointed again,
Please enjoy:stabbing his little paw at the screen like it had all the answers, but for the life of him,
Please enjoy:Crowhammer couldn’t figure out what he was getting on about. “Daughtry?”
Please enjoy:he said and turned to his First Mate, looking for help.
Please enjoy:Daughtry moved over,
Please enjoy:brow wrinkling as he took a good long look.
Please enjoy:“Oh yer gonna love this,” he said, straightening up and smiling at his Captain.
Please enjoy:“Paperwork mix-up.”
Please enjoy:“The what now?” “Someone screwed up the paperwork,”
Please enjoy:Daughtry said, tapping at a data field on the screen.
Please enjoy:“Apparently you weren’t the only one who thought that case held spiders.
Please enjoy:Except, in this case, some paper pushing monkey thought they were Shock Transference Spiders
Please enjoy:—unstable plasma rounds like those Snakes and Scorpions out there.
Please enjoy:“Spiders. As in, munitions?” “Uh
Please enjoy:-huh. Marked ‘em as ammunition,
Please enjoy:stuck ‘em out here with this Scarecrow.
Please enjoy:Evidently, somewhere down the line someone discovered the mistake,
Please enjoy:told a friend who told a friend, and eventually it gets to your cousin Horatio.”
Please enjoy:“And from him to us,”
Please enjoy:Crowhammer said, smiling widely.
Please enjoy:“Galaxy’s just full of idiots, ain’t it?” “Apparently,” Daughtry shrugged.
Please enjoy:“So, how much?” Crowhammer asked, returning to the important business.
Please enjoy:“How much does the last known peanut plant in the universe go for?”
Please enjoy:Otter grinned and reached over,
Please enjoy:striking a single key.
Please enjoy:The record jumped all the way to the end.
Please enjoy:“Ho. Lee. Fuck. Trucchi!” Crowhammer called.
Please enjoy:Trucchi whirled around
Please enjoy:and raised a finger, ready to read him the riot act for getting her name wrong, only to realize that, for once,
Please enjoy:Crowhammer had gotten it right.
Please enjoy:“Sir!” she barked, bracing up like a good little soldier,
Please enjoy:cheeks blushing furiously.
Please enjoy:“Goddamn girl. Just how big is that stick in yer—?”
Please enjoy:“Unauthorized vessel!”
Please enjoy:an electronic voice screamed from every speaker on the ship.
Please enjoy:A voice so loud it set the klaxons ringing.
Please enjoy:Again. “You have entered a restricted zone!
Please enjoy:Surrender-surrender-surrender!”
Please enjoy:“Note to self,” Crowhammer said, grinding his teeth.
Please enjoy:“Remove all klaxons when this is over.
Please enjoy:Trucchi! What the fuck is that?”
Please enjoy:“Scarecrow, Captain.
Please enjoy:Tapped into the comms.”
Please enjoy:Trucchi frowned hard, working frantically at her keyboard.
Please enjoy:“It’s scanning us!” “Scanning?
Please enjoy:Scanning what?” “Cargo manifests, weapons compliment, food stores
Please enjoy:—you name it, its crawling through our systems to get it.”
Please enjoy:“So stop it! Jam that fucker!”
Please enjoy:“Surrender-surrender-surrender!”
Please enjoy:“Why the fuck does is it keep telling us to surrender?
Please enjoy:What’s it think it’s gonna do if we did?” “I don’t know!” Trucchi jabbed at buttons, working dials while that Scarecrow kept screaming, “Surrender-surrender-surrender!”
Please enjoy:in its annoyingly electronic squeaky-toy voice.
Please enjoy:“Shut the goddamn comms off!”
Please enjoy:“I’m trying you son-of-a-bitch! I just can’t—”
Please enjoy:“Surrender-surrender—”
Please enjoy:Blam! Blam-blam-blam!
Please enjoy:The Scarecrow’s voice cut off mid-sentence,
Please enjoy:but the klaxons kept screaming,
Please enjoy:until… Blam! … and the sirens
Please enjoy:went dead. This was the 1 of 2 parts of “Monkeyshines” by J.B. Rockwell,
Please enjoy:read for you by Khaki, your faithful fireside companion.
Please enjoy:Tune in next time to find out how [Crowhammer and crew pull their ship (and butts) out of the fire,
Please enjoy:and if they find their way to fame and fortune or burn up in a starlight blip
Please enjoy:at the ass end of the universe].
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