Basement Party (In The Future with Ursus Majora)

Klunkistan, in the near prairie hell of it all.

She’s warm, conjuring the tastes of older visits and fireside romances. “You’re always welcome, Hestia. I’ve kept the altar by the door. I’ve kept it flat and forward, as you’ve asked,” Hestia softly kneels, patting the ground beside her. Then just as lightly, a cat appears and both of them leave. It’s long since Hestia’s name has been a thing given, much of its power has become the stuff of secrets and dark visits. But somehow, she never really goes. Somehow, there’s always time for her to make more damn secrets, The Stenographer's Child

The bottle's dry. It's house night, but the basement switched back to funk about an hour ago, so the couch is empty again. Smoking alone in my jetpack can be nice too, but hardly innocent.

Someone calling themselves Kurtis, wants us to keep moving. They're whining, it's all played out. But I don't know.

Instead, I ignore Kurtis and I start making time with this lost bear, Bear. Their breath is awful and the rest of them smells like clover and warmed over shit. But I still find myself running a finger around Bear's lazy ear, watching it twitch.

Thinking to myself, "green and red, now that's International Common right. Now that's a ball team I'll get behind."
Bear raises their head, rawring at the waiter.

"Sorry," the server answers in return.

But Bear unexpectedly bellows again and I surprise pee a little bit.

Looking at the server, I tell them, "Its a little fun. Like you've never needed to blow off some steam." Then the server leans in to grab some glasses. expecting it to be funny, I ask if they've ever seen a real bear cock?

Without so much as a giggle, they turn white as a fish and hurry off.

"Sorry," I call out, not quite able to reach over the tall funk of the room!

I've only, always, ever been mercurial like this. Oh hasty hasty me! That should be my name. "Be a doll Bear, wrap this mess up. I'm ready and we can take it to go."

In Klunkistan, I roll out with Bear on my arm and a warm jet pack for everything that's after that.

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