"Multiversal Mutt"
Dramatis Personae
FRANNY: Catholic girl from L.A., tempted by Goth girl wardrobe from the 20th Century; however, remained iconically cool, shopping at Walmart before her evolution into the Junkyard Bone, a Moon-forged cargo ship armed with a dairy bar.
JERKY: A complicated configuration of every canine, birthed in the Otherworld, yet constantly fluxing within the Creamy Milky Way. Too, like all canines, telepathic; plus, has an intrinsic love for all friendly, honest creatures.
Leaving the Moon's potential for mining, without pissing off the inhabitants and spiritual forces of geology, Franny pilots the Junkyard Bone through the rings of Saturn.
FRANNY
I really dig chocolate and Kristy Swanson as BUFFY, but the strawberries and cream shake is as yummy as the mocha.
JERKY
Got milk--nope!?! Maybe a milk-bone . . .
FRANNY
Thank the stars President Obama nuked the Moon in the early 21st Century--that old piece of rock has potential to feed the Earth.
JERKY
Read my mind--c'mon, c'mon, try Franny. Sing or say what I'm thinking.
FRANNY
Crap. Ok--chicken pecking is first in line--lead with your head and recline. Too, you really enjoyed television during the Carter Administration. And no--he didn't have a peanut picture stamped on the hood of his automobile.
JERKY
Now, now too. What am I thinking girl?
FRANNY
God spank the Queen! Really loudly.
JERKY
Reagan built the MX monster, as big as King Kong. Freaked the hell outta the Soviet Union.
FRANNY
British, not all, are infected by the snobbery of reptilians God Bless 'em. Christ was too deliciously kind to kill snakes. Just yet anyway . . .
JERKY
You're getting good at this.
FRANNY
And all I know is that my mutt is really freaking weird. Oh shit, the rings of Saturn look like little stones.
JERKY
Bones!?! You said it out loud--I didn't really hear you.
