Chapter Eleven“Zibb, come with me.” Jason danced in front of the friendly alien, heels thudding, dunna dunna dunna. Zibb was curious, not yet hearing the music which swelled into Jason's earbuds. Banter stayed where she was.
“Stay here,” Zibb told Banter.
She followed Jason. “What does little pet want with the little box that makes music? So nice, the music. What next?”
She hopped behind Jason into his cage, where he put the earbuds on her hearing slits and turned up the PAD. She gazed at him and her black eyes softened. Her antennae twitched. He wondered if he should wink at her.
He was unprepared for the reaction, but should have expected it.
She let out a high-pitched buzz, so excited and happy. “This is like the songs we had back on our old Jive Hive. This is magic.”
Jason teased
