Part 31 – The Passage of time
April 24th 2007 14:18
Re lay beside me in the small bed of his cramped cell. Since building the first toaster he had changed. It was an efficient toasting system that used very little electricity and worked a treat on every type of bread from croissants to muffins, rye and linseed.
It took him some time to complete the first prototype but once he was up and running it seemed I couldn’t supply him with enough sugar. His room became cluttered with toasters.
I questioned him about other appliances, could he make a blender? He didn’t know what a blender was, so I described it to him; the next day he made one. Then he made orange juicers, mixers, kettles and vacuum cleaners, you name it. Every household kitchen appliance I described he made with sugar and his little laser shaver device.
The facility was soon overrun with his machines and most personnel were involved in some part of the assembly of his electrical items.
Huge loads of sugar were brought in from the city every week. Word had gotten around The Ministry about the wonder product Re was making and it wasn’t long before the Minister felt it was time to pay a visit and see the wonder himself.
“My mysterious misdirected maiden of The Ministry, Jane, not maudlin I hope here in this hellish hidden hovel?” His vocabulary had improved.
“No sir, I’m finding the work to be rewarding and would like to stay longer if possible.”
“First things first Jane,” he patted me on the shoulder and tried his hardest to ignore my cleavage. “I’m anxious to assess the activities and advances made by our alien with aptitude for reconstruction and reuse - Re.”
“He’s doing well Minister. Would you like to meet him? I’m sure he’d be happy to meet you.”
“Really? Oh that would be just great Jane. Thanks a bunch.”
I took him to Re’s cell. The politician and the alien talked for hours. The alliteration drove me nuts but Re picked it up and spoke it with fluency. The key part of the conversation came near the end.
“Re, replicate your ray gun and rewards will be granted and gains will be gotten beyond belief.”
“Minister, what would you wish me to make with my magical mechanics?”
“More machines, mate, more machines! Appliances and applicators and juicers that julienne and gibliterate. White goods for generally gaily good use,” the Minister enthused.
“Not bombs and blasters and disintegrators and destructors? Not masticator machines and mobile de-moleculisers?”
“Our nation is peaceful and placid, not peevish and puerile. We need kitchen and cookware, crockery and cups, for canapés and coffee. Can you create chimera from sugar for cash and collateral?”
Re nodded, “Certainly sir, some alterations to my abode and I’ll accept your position assuming I’ll be president of production and personally propagate all product pronouncements.”
“Positively,” agreed the Minister and they shook hands to seal the deal.
The true reason for his visit finalised the Minister wasted no time in leaving the facility and invited me to take the lift with him to the surface.
“Jane,” he said in low informal tones when we were alone, “security will be stepped up. Re will be watched night and day to make sure he’s building those little shaver gadgets and not guns. He may be in charge, but he won’t have any freedom. Every waking moment he will work, work, work. I know you and he have built a special relationship and I don’t want you being a distraction.”
“Sir, of course not…”
He interrupted me, “There were reports of strange lights in the sky, over the suburbs. And on the same night the residents of a row of houses in Glebe called the newspapers to tell them it was raining beer. I need you back in Sydney Jane. Something is up and you are the only person for the job.”
“But Minister, you know I want to stay here, there must be others who can investigate these incidents.”
“Jane in the entire history of The Ministry you are the only agent who has discovered an alien life-form. The lights in the sky and the beer were close to where you found Re. I expect you to pack your things and return to the city to complete your work on this case. Re has mentioned friends, as soon as you have found and caught them you can return. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Minister. I’ll prepare to leave right away.”
The lift had reached the surface, it was my first look at daylight since coming to the facility, my eyes stung in the sunshine and my nose tickled with the unfiltered fresh air. The minister returned to his car as the lift doors closed.
That’s how Re and I finally ended up in bed together. There was no time for questions or talk, I returned to his room and threw myself at him. It was the most exhilarating and exciting 45 minutes of my life. As soon as the sweat had evaporated from my forehead I kissed him and said, “I am in love with you.”
“Is it me or just that strange and mysterious place between my legs that you can’t take your eyes off?”
“Oh no, it’s all of you. I love all of you and will always forever.”
He smiled, “Me too.”
The drive back to the city was long and lonely but compared to the passage of time before I would see my lover again it was an instant.
It took him some time to complete the first prototype but once he was up and running it seemed I couldn’t supply him with enough sugar. His room became cluttered with toasters.
I questioned him about other appliances, could he make a blender? He didn’t know what a blender was, so I described it to him; the next day he made one. Then he made orange juicers, mixers, kettles and vacuum cleaners, you name it. Every household kitchen appliance I described he made with sugar and his little laser shaver device.
The facility was soon overrun with his machines and most personnel were involved in some part of the assembly of his electrical items.
Huge loads of sugar were brought in from the city every week. Word had gotten around The Ministry about the wonder product Re was making and it wasn’t long before the Minister felt it was time to pay a visit and see the wonder himself.
“My mysterious misdirected maiden of The Ministry, Jane, not maudlin I hope here in this hellish hidden hovel?” His vocabulary had improved.
“No sir, I’m finding the work to be rewarding and would like to stay longer if possible.”
“First things first Jane,” he patted me on the shoulder and tried his hardest to ignore my cleavage. “I’m anxious to assess the activities and advances made by our alien with aptitude for reconstruction and reuse - Re.”
“He’s doing well Minister. Would you like to meet him? I’m sure he’d be happy to meet you.”
“Really? Oh that would be just great Jane. Thanks a bunch.”
I took him to Re’s cell. The politician and the alien talked for hours. The alliteration drove me nuts but Re picked it up and spoke it with fluency. The key part of the conversation came near the end.
“Re, replicate your ray gun and rewards will be granted and gains will be gotten beyond belief.”
“Minister, what would you wish me to make with my magical mechanics?”
“More machines, mate, more machines! Appliances and applicators and juicers that julienne and gibliterate. White goods for generally gaily good use,” the Minister enthused.
“Not bombs and blasters and disintegrators and destructors? Not masticator machines and mobile de-moleculisers?”
“Our nation is peaceful and placid, not peevish and puerile. We need kitchen and cookware, crockery and cups, for canapés and coffee. Can you create chimera from sugar for cash and collateral?”
Re nodded, “Certainly sir, some alterations to my abode and I’ll accept your position assuming I’ll be president of production and personally propagate all product pronouncements.”
“Positively,” agreed the Minister and they shook hands to seal the deal.
The true reason for his visit finalised the Minister wasted no time in leaving the facility and invited me to take the lift with him to the surface.
“Jane,” he said in low informal tones when we were alone, “security will be stepped up. Re will be watched night and day to make sure he’s building those little shaver gadgets and not guns. He may be in charge, but he won’t have any freedom. Every waking moment he will work, work, work. I know you and he have built a special relationship and I don’t want you being a distraction.”
“Sir, of course not…”
He interrupted me, “There were reports of strange lights in the sky, over the suburbs. And on the same night the residents of a row of houses in Glebe called the newspapers to tell them it was raining beer. I need you back in Sydney Jane. Something is up and you are the only person for the job.”
“But Minister, you know I want to stay here, there must be others who can investigate these incidents.”
“Jane in the entire history of The Ministry you are the only agent who has discovered an alien life-form. The lights in the sky and the beer were close to where you found Re. I expect you to pack your things and return to the city to complete your work on this case. Re has mentioned friends, as soon as you have found and caught them you can return. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Minister. I’ll prepare to leave right away.”
The lift had reached the surface, it was my first look at daylight since coming to the facility, my eyes stung in the sunshine and my nose tickled with the unfiltered fresh air. The minister returned to his car as the lift doors closed.
That’s how Re and I finally ended up in bed together. There was no time for questions or talk, I returned to his room and threw myself at him. It was the most exhilarating and exciting 45 minutes of my life. As soon as the sweat had evaporated from my forehead I kissed him and said, “I am in love with you.”
“Is it me or just that strange and mysterious place between my legs that you can’t take your eyes off?”
“Oh no, it’s all of you. I love all of you and will always forever.”
He smiled, “Me too.”
The drive back to the city was long and lonely but compared to the passage of time before I would see my lover again it was an instant.
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