Paying no attention to the looks that his compatriot shot him, Mortimer moved briskly, enjoying the lovely cooling system that his disarticulated britches offered him. He had been quite busy as of late and was nearly finished crafting his ship. Despite the unwanted inconvenience of exercise, Mortimer had to admit that this walk offered him time to think and to plan.
Thanks to a stroke of brilliance in People’s store, an exceedingly enlightening voyage into the depths of the sea, and the successful destruction of the sequoia tree, Mortimer had all but completed the design of the Esquirer. There was only one small part left to do and that would require him to actually venture aboard Her. Mortimer shivered despite the warm summer air.
Her Mistress was leaving in just under one week, specif
