“You believe in your ‘impossible’ now?” Labaguette asks.
“I adapt. I learn from my mistakes,” Birdseye says, “even if extremely rare.”
“Say you’re sorry,” Labaguette urges.
“Not a real mistake. Vision was clouded by—”
“—There’s no time,” the Captain insists, “the platform is going into a spin. We must leave.”
This is exactly when a zooming giant Monkey with a flag and an egg in one arm and a King in the other, bursts past their eyes, all lit up and ululating, a bunch of smaller monkeys attached to his legs. They merely pass by them and lift up fast before disappearing beyond the rolling universe.
“By Jove!” the Captain exclaims, “the Syck Monckey!”
“Clouded by what?” Labaguette asks Birdseye.
“—there is no time, did you hear me? BACK TO YOUR POSTS NOW!” Captain Traumatic thunders.
As the Insatiable Princess gains in distance and speed, an entire universe begins to topple onto itself with the platform starting a slow, relentless spin that attracts everything into its path.
“The egg’s weight disturbed the gravity of this universe,” Birdseye explains with Labaguette perched on his shoulder, “it wasn’t meant to be here. It belongs to the Syck Monckey.”
“We’ll never know its secrets.”
“It is the original Egg Labaguette,” Birdseye affirms, “the One. The Egg of creation. Nothing would exist as we know it if this Egg didn’t exist.”
“Get to business!” King Krackskull yells, looking more like the Fool he has become, than a King, “get to business,” he says, his crown now a mere copper circle surrounding his head, one perennial, sagging flower sprouting from it, in need of care.
To be continued…