Chapter Twenty-Seven
Watching
“There’s colonies, there’s the outpost, and then there’s something in between called a field.” —A stall worker
H2 and Mex watched as Woody appeared, along with a dark-faced old lady brandishing a stick of equally dark tofu and a mile-long fan club behind her.
“What will we do with all them?” muttered Mex.
“Educate,” said H2.
“Educate?” said Mex and Pete together.
Mex stared at the elderly woman at the front. She wore the flowing robes of Dumbledore and the blacked-out face of a minstrel performer, and she brandished her stick like it was a weapon.
“That’ll lead to nothing but trouble,” muttered Mex.
H2 jumped up onto a set of boxes. Her foot broke through, followed by the rest of her; as she disappeared into the boxes, the fan club laughed.
Woody qui
