"Craig Shaw Gardner - Cineverse 3 - Revenge of the Fluffy Bunnies" - читать интересную книгу автора (Gardner Craig Shaw)

“You don't understand certain important things about our new recruit," Menge
continued, "such as the fact that she has relatives in very high places."

"Relatives?" Dread snapped, as if just the mention of that word was enough to drive
him to fury. "Ever since Big Bertha convinced me to employ her good-for-nothing
brother Louie, I have had enough of"—he paused in order to summon enough venom
for the final word—"relatives!"
"But you haven't heard me out!" Menge insisted. Mrs. G. was glad he was getting a
bit more forceful. This was the Mr. M. she found so attractive, the man equally adept
at building a rec room on Earth or controlling the Zeta Ray in the Cineverse.

Menge put his arm around her.

"This woman is the mother of Roger Gordon."

Dread's mouth opened, his fury forgotten. "Mother?" He paused, so astonished that he
forgot to be sinister. "Roger—Gordon?"

With the mention of her son's name, Antoinette found her anger inexplicably on the
rise, as if Dread's fury had been contagious.

"He's not much of a son!" she spat. "I can't even remember the last time he called!"

"I think it only fair to mention," Menge continued smoothly, "that our new recruit has
also been zapped by the Zeta Ray!"

"The Zeta Ray?" Dread's pinched face broke into a childlike grin, as if he had
suddenly discovered today was Christmas. "Mother? Roger Gordon? Zeta Ray?" He
began to laugh anemically. "Heh. Hehheh. Heh heh heh."

"Ah hahahaha!" Menge answered. "Ah hahahaha!"

The levity was contagious. Antoinette couldn't help but join in. "Hee nee hee hee!
Hee hee hee nee!"

"Menge!" Dread exclaimed. "You are to be—congratulated. With Roger Gordon's
mother at our side, no one will be able to stop the—Change! Heh! Hehhehheh!"

They all laughed some more.

Dread cut the laughter abruptly with a wave of his snake-skin glove.

"Enough frivolity! We need to make"—he hesitated suggestively—"arrangements for
the final stages of the— Change! Meet me in the—throne room in five minutes. And
bring your"—this time, he paused too suggestively for Antoinette's liking—"new
recruit!"

Dread turned with a flurry of his snakeskin cape. He rapidly climbed the slate
staircase leading to the gray edifice before them, disappearing a moment later through