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Delicious, had rattled Lumpy Dumpy, also known as Nellie the funt. Her words still ringing in his ears. “Think carefully Lumpy!! Why would that be? The first chance you get, if not SOONER, you get off this freezer.. DO IT!”
Thus he did everything, to arrange for a so called ‘Senmi’ (mental health) break. Those who worked for the USFU seldom got those breaks because they would come up with the usual USFU bull crap.
Sweetie Pie the medical chief, had hated Lumpy.
He despised, his masculine, hard line attitude, to those other than the MALE will be MALE and FEMALE will be FEMALE entourage, he kept around him. That meant he could get nowhere near him. He licked his lips. B’stard..
Still, IF he got rid of him, saying, the he was suffering from Senmi, those anals, back in the USFU headquarters would not dare to argue with his diagnosis; his replacement, might be a little more accommodating re his, needs.
“I’d suggest indefinite would be a good idea.” He stripped so Sweetie Pie coud examine him. “I think I’ve gotten fatter.” Sweetie Pie was staring, feeling his nostrils flaring, the sweat, pouring off his forehead.
He ran his hands lower, squeezing, tugging; now soaking wet. He needed to wipe his forehead.
“I, well I, I.” “Spit it out, stop stammering, like some over stuffed Bynard, or in your case, well we;. I won’t be going there.”
A while later, the request had been submitted and, had been approved. 
Much to the delight of Lumpy Dumpy, also known as Nellie the funt. He had spoken to one of his friends about Delicious.
Rocr and Ridr, knew Delicious all too well. They had often given her a hitch AND yes, she had recently, carried out a card read for them. “He’s so juiced up these days Ridr, that you are going to end up with Kevletlings!
Which Ridr knew at this moment in time she did NOT want!
However there was a cure. NO not abstinence.
Neither of them could manage that act of stupidity. She could swallow some juice. NO! A speical herbal concoction that her friend Dasy had given her.
Guaranteed, to neutralise his swimming pals. There were some side effects but nothing major.
As Rocr would say, “It’s all about give and take. You give and I take.” Removing a laser cutter from her pocket, she had grinned that manic grin?!
“Uhh of course, it is give and take, both ways eh?” “Just shut up and I am the one who is going to be doing some taking, for the next few hours. “
“We could, end up, arriving on the planet below, later than we expected. Seems Lumpy Dumpy, also known as Nellie the funt is in a real hurry, to get off that heap as he calls it.”
She dropped her top, her full bobbing assets in view. “A little longer is not going to make any difference eh.” He started furiously stripping. She, was now naked tearing at his clothing..
“If that is what she told you Lumpy Dumpy, also known as Nellie the funt, I’d get the hell out of there ! I’m told she is seldom wrong, re her predictions and earns good drax from it.
It would take the ‘Linguists’ weeks, before they had the been told it had been agreed the two Obelisks would be examined, measures taken to loosen them from their ground bases and, air lifted; to one of the domes.
The weather, had constantly, affected their working conditions, to the point one of them, had almost, ended up with frost bite.
This decision was parly due to Lumpy Dumpy, also known as Nellie the funt, was being berated, by his superiors, for them NOT, delivering any information relevant, to those Obelisks!
Thus he, had finally, relented and, at the first SAFE opportunity, they would remove them, to one of the domes.
OR so HIS, thought processes, believed, would be the case.
Ah those Obelisks. They could not, even using ground penetrating systems, discover where, the bottom of it ended up beneath the frozen ice. That applied, to BOTH of them.
Blowing them up, was out of the question re skimming the tops of the bases. Using Plasma lasers, to melt the ice was a possibility? Which in the end was the conclusion they came to.
The problem, with all of this, taking so long to achieve, was the UNKNOWN element to all of this ‘shenanigans’ (high-spirited or mischievous activity). Some, truly did NOT like, the location, a definite lack of inspiration, let alone INCLINATION; the weather was still a nuisance.
One could say, their hearts were not into it?
Fooling around, was one way, to ease some of the tension. Taking turns to fire the plasma laser, at the base of both Obelisks, had done little or nothing; well not quite. Firing at the front they had not seen the lights flicker across the surface at the back. Symbols and glyphs lighting up?
Finally, they decided, to put some of the gear away and, head back, to base. First they needed, to put gear under the thermal covers otherwise the gear would freeze up.
They all moved, to now stand to one side of both of the Obelisks.
It was then they heard a noise. Flicker of lights? Turning to see a shadow move towards the laser torch unit.
Four of them, staring in shock as it powered up.
It would be, a day later, when the initial team, had not returned, that a second lot, were sent out to the site.
Four frozen corpses? But, Terrifying to those looking down on them? Huge holes, on every single one of them, where their ‘hearts’, had been ripped out?
On examination, back at the base. “A ‘laser’ was used. to cut them open. If you look carefully. you can see. the scorch marks. on their safety clothing; on their skin.” He paused. “I’ve only once, seen something similar; ‘ illegal organ harvesting.’ “
The ‘video’ log as we would know it? The data from the site had been sent through, surprisingly clear, quite often the imaging, could have sporadic ghosting, blur. A sudden noise, the flash of the laser powering up and ?
Showed them all, being targeted by it. So fast it had taken them by surprise and, burnt a hole into their chest cavity, instantly killing them, one by one, in rapid succession BUT?
EVERY single one of them, in which case, WHO, was operating the plasma burner? NO signs, of anyone, going over to it, NO remote activation, as the remote module, had been removed, for repairs and was indeed back at base!
Lumpy Dumpy, also known as Nellie the funt, had packed his bags and, was glad to be leaving this ‘ruckus’. Off he’d go with a thump thump thump..
WELL almost.
“Think carefully Lumpy!! Why would that be?
The first chance you get, if not SOONER, you get off this freezer.. DO IT!”
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