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Days of Future Juniper, Chapter One
The airlock doors opened and Mini-Flash Juniper stepped out onto Flashlab Central. “Something strange about this, Jenny,” 4-H-N greeted her. “Mini-Flash Bumblehub’s never so much as talked to me before. Then just this morning she came out with it.”
By Doc Sherwood13 days ago in Chapters
Let's All Be There, Chapter Three
Later, Flashslip was trying out the cognition lounge. It was a curious sort of space, closed off by heavy hanging curtains and boasting silken cushions to recline on. At the far end the drapes were tied back as to look out on a balcony, though what stretched beyond was imaginary void. Somehow the place scanned brainwaves, to make manifest its occupants’ thoughts in the form of spectral paintings etched across this infinite sky.
By Doc Sherwood20 days ago in Chapters
Let's All Be There, Chapter Two
Next second Flashslip was onstage, warm about the cheeks and heart beating fast, which he guessed must have been from all the running. His newly-tinted perspective took in the vastness ahead, dry-ice cloudbanks swirling mysteriously on its broad borders, and boasting at present a clientele of three. Nevertheless, Flashslip seized the microphone and came in on cue.
By Doc Sherwood20 days ago in Chapters
The Ritual of Demand, Chapter Two
The subsequent phases of the solar cycle saw a tremendous change in Flashpower. He was a happier and more confident Mini-Flash all round. He lost his wan distracted look and his cheeks flushed with colour, the freckles on his snub nose standing out boldly. In class he could concentrate again, and his grades began to improve. Even his Flashball picked up a little, and when someone got the better of him he started taking it as any boy would, instead of getting his knickers in a twist. The adult Flashes all agreed Flashpower was finally getting the hang of being the age he was.
By Doc Sherwood20 days ago in Chapters
The Ritual of Demand, Chapter One
So there were Flashpower and Flashfair, 4-H-N guessed, crashing through the undergrowth of a barren outback planet astride local steeds not dissimilar to bipedal dinosaurs. Flashpower was somewhat the elder, leggy and restless in a tunic of brown, apparently determined to keep the lead. Flashfair meanwhile wore white, and seemed to have been named for his complexion and hair. Both Mini-Flashes, it went without saying, bore on their breasts the chunky old lightning-bolt logo.
By Doc Sherwood21 days ago in Chapters
Vertiginous, Chapter Two
Since it seemed to have turned into yet another undercover mission, crowds were going to be best avoided, because 4-H-N’s disguise was unlikely to work on Mini-Flashes who already knew her. Flashlight for example had known who she was even when she had her nightie on. She couldn’t risk running into some friend who’d accidentally give the game away, so she led the senior to a windswept plateau nestled high amidst the conurbation’s upper strata, where was an out-of-the way park. Once there she stood and surveyed Flashfrond, he having told her that that was his name.
By Doc Sherwood22 days ago in Chapters
Vertiginous, Chapter One
4-H-N in her leotard and leg-warmers had been doing some stretches at the gym. She knew that when things weren’t going well in this galaxy she had a tendency to look back to Houkase High, but didn’t think anyone could blame her just now for ditching the tunic and boots. After the latest she’d learned from Psiona, 4-H-N was needing ever more such snatched little hours to transport her to simpler and happier days.
By Doc Sherwood22 days ago in Chapters
