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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
in
BIKINI BRIGADE
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Chapter Twenty-One
“Filthy! I’m absolutely filthy!” Matilda swore. They’d
managed to struggle back onto their raft and, covered with molasses,
they’d poled it through the darkness, finally bumping against a bank.
They weren’t sure where they were, and Percy and Paul were struggling to
relight the lamp they’d been using for illumination. Above them,
through the branches of the trees, one could just see a bit of the
moon. It was headed west, intent on departing the sky and leaving them
to await the morning for light.
“It doesn’t taste bad, though, as far as dirt goes,” Al said.
“It’s not dirt. It’s molasses,” Polly said. She tried to
arrange her hair, but it was hopelessly stuck together.
“Well, they shouldn’t leave shit like this lying around a movie
studio, even if it is the back lot,” Matilda said. “I’ve a mind to sue
them for this. It’s a toxic waste dump, that’s what it is!”
“I dunno,” Al said. “Don’t you think it’s more like a natural
wetland?”
“It needs to be a parking lot, that’s what it needs to be, with
a goddamn telephone!” Matilda said.
“I think I see some kind of a castle, through the brush,” Wilma
offered, pointing into the dark. Matilda followed her finger.
“Well, gosh dammit! Walt Disney must be responsible for this
mess!” Matilda said. “Good. He has plenty of money!”
“It’s the Citadel,” Polly said. She looked at Percy and Paul.
They managed to get their lantern lit and it glowed, suddenly, lighting
up their faces. “You boys are awfully fine navigators, in the dark,”
she said.
“Thank you, ma’am,” Percy said.
“We’re black now too, considering we’re all covered with
molasses,” Paul said.
“My, what an excellent feast,” Licorice Lad sighed. He sat
back in a big chair at the end of a long dining table. At the far end
of the table, sitting on a cushion so she’d be able to eat from the
table properly, was Katie. She gazed down the table at Licorice Lad.
“You look sleepy,” Katie said to Licorice Lad. She yawned as
she said it.
“Yes, I am sleepy,” Licorice Lad said. He put his feet up on
the table. They landed on his plate, in the remains of his dinner.
“And I’m going to have a quick snooze right here, if you don’t mind, my
dear,” he said.
“Good. I’m sleepy too,” Katie said. She put her head down on
the table, in her arms, but had the good manners to push her plate back
before using the table to rest upon. Licorice Lad began snoring.
Katie, more quietly, fell into a sleep of her own.
I looked down at Pauline. She was sitting in the alcove of the
Peppermint Portal, with me beside her. She put her hand to her mouth,
not to silence her sobs, but to stifle a yawn. She was trying to stay
awake, to help her father, but the industrious peanuts showed no sign of
calling it quits. They continued to paint the walls of the throne room
a black licorice color. I suppose, when there’s the incentive of being
beheaded, one works with a certain amount of dedication, no matter the
hour.
For myself, I was trying to stay awake, but it was tough, with
nothing to keep me occupied. I tried fiddling with the marshmellow
gun. There was no real way to test it, though, without drawing
attention.
30
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