"FWLS15" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

tied up in there."

Please, please, please let candy be a shapely blond with
round breasts and a short dress that has to be saved from evil, I
begged the gods of drama.

7333 opened the door, and the mammoth green figure that fell
out and crushed me underneath didn't look very shapely at all.
Well, maybe if the shape you were comparing her to was a brick
wall.

"Are you alright?"

"Murph," I mumbled, gasping for air under the goliath of an
ambassador's daughter.

"Sorry," she growled in a cro-magnon voice, climbing to her
feet. "You not hurt?"

"I had my armor on," I reminded them. "Who are you?"

"Me Candy. Who you?"

She didn't look like Candy, unless it was those hard brown
things that tasted terrible when actually chewed on. She was
built like a brick wall with green fur, with round, firm...
biceps.

"Hello, I'm from the Not-So-Secret-Agent Corporation," 7333
said, bowing and kissing her hand. "I've been sent to take you
home. Shall we?"

Candy grunted, and lumbered off down the hall after us.

The alarm sounded. No, not a normal alarm either, this one
was merely a soft female voice repeating "Warning. Warning."
over and over again.

"That's our cue to leave," 7333 said, walking on after
Candy, with me in tow.

Two goons jumped out from either side of the hall, but
didn't get very far as Candy grabbed one head in each hand and
squeezed. Ugh.

"I hope the janitor is on duty," 7333 pondered.

*

I had to fly back to base with these two freaks of nature in