Mortal Protection Services Chapter 37: X.RR: ♪ We're no strangers to love ♫

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X.RR: ♪ We're no strangers to love ♫ Luke Abstainer's Office, Hyperspace Grandpa Abstainer had manifested us a couple of big bean bag chairs. I was half devoured in mine watching some primitive sentient equine-types discover fire, and Leia was working on her letter of explanation/apology to Dad, Jimmi, and Ingamar. Grandpa said she had to. He was sitting in a plush leather recliner, reading the manual. There was a flash of white behind me, and when I flipped my head upside down to look back at what it was, a middle-aged looking Solian had appeared. This was clearly James, but I don't really understand how I knew that. Last I'd seen him he was fully, a robot. All the same, this was GGpa James. "You know the rules, and so do I." He started talking, almost singing at Grandpa Abstainer the moment he appeared. "Hello... James? Nice new look." Grandpa Abstainer stood up, and set down the tablet he was reading. "What uhh... I guess we both know the rules, sorta. I'm still studying up." "A full commitment's what I'm thinkin' of," GGpa James peered at Leia's hand written note and nodded approvingly, "to all the little children of Sol and their fun alien friends." As I was already flopped with my head upside down to look that way, I noticed when Mafdet stuck her head into the room from the ceiling and said, "Mrrrow?" As soon as he looked up, she dropped in, right at James. He caught her, flopped her over upside down to hold her like a baby while he nuzzled his face into her face, like Aunt Jimmi does to her and gets away with it. "You wouldn't get this from any other guy, no you wouldn't." She tolerated his affection, for a moment, before deciding she'd had enough and hopped out of his arms. "Damn!? You've been gone less than a half hour, and she lets you do that now? What the hell happened?" Grandpa Abstainer asked. "I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling." GGpa laughed, a sort of maniacal laugh, "I AM FEELING, feelings . Real, genuine solian emotions. It's pretty wild. I have so many of them...I have been so many of them. I've been soooo many. " He grabbed Grandpa Abstainer by the face like just Grandpa Abstainer did me earlier, or any old weird grandparent type might do to their young grandchild, I guess? But it was two grown, same-age looking adult men. "Ooookay then." Grandpa extracted himself from GGpa's grasp. "If you've been a lot of us, then you know about personal space, right?" "Gotta make you understand." James stepped back and pulled a shimmering mess of yellow and green glowing g̵l̷i̴t̵c̴h̵-̵s̶p̶ace̷ from his pocket. It took the shape of a big arrow. Like, an icon-o-graphic arrow you'd find in a computer UI. "This is the pointer to the final complete logs of the prime council... they're dead now. Mafdet... uhhm... helped? us?" "I see. Hand it over. I'm the admin here, it won't trigger unless I trigger it." GGpa James handed Grandpa Abstainer the big... weird, glowy thing, and my cave horse-people channel changed. My screen - all the screens - turned to weird yellow, green, red, other colors too, flashing across the screen in indistinguishable shapes. I couldn't make heads or tails of it. It was like... advanced wavy snow. "Grampses, what are we looking at here?" I asked. Grandpa Abstainer cocked an eyebrow at me, "Logs... why? What do you see?" "Wavy colors, mess of confusing shapes." I said, and looked at my sister, "Leia?" "Same, less entertaining than the horse-people," she said, tapping the back end of her pen on her head in thought at what to write next. "Hmm..." Grandpa Abstainer stroked his chin, "Maybe you can only read it if were born in hyperspace?" He looked at GGpa James who just nodded. "I'll summarize it for you kids then." Grandpa Abstainer cleared his throat, "The council, many thousands of original Earth years ago, were suddenly left without a link to the Mastermind. It was severed from above, without any explanation. After a bit of panicking at the top, the highest five minds formed a council, and continue