Elliot chuckled at that mental image, although on a deeper level it sort of disturbed him. Lilah Stone might just be capable of that, especially after he’d witnessed her skills with those syringes back when the compound was attacked. He sobered when Rae mentioned David’s eagerness to take him out looting before the all-clear had been given that the dogs were gone. “We didn’t see any dogs while we were out,” he explained in a half-attempt to defend his brother. “It was fine.” He hadn’t particularly liked being dragged out into Ossining for a surprise looting trip, but it was what it was and they’d gotten back safely.
“You totally would’ve won on Big Brother, for those very reasons,” he agreed, grinning. “So you’re Brain and I’m Pinky in this world domination plot? I think I can live with that.” He rolled his eyes teasingly when she mentioned that one of the conditions for his role in her pretend plot was to walk around half naked. “Oh, really? And what if one of the visiting ladies to this world-ruling castle wants a piece of half-naked me? What then?”
The good old days. His face pulled into a half smile. That was probably the best part about having electricity again, strange as it was to attribute electricity to good memories. Elliot smirked. “Maybe so, but I wasn’t allowed to kiss you back when we first met, so it totally doesn’t count in my book.” He poked his tongue out.
“Back to calling Little One and it, are you?” He teased. “That tells me you’re not one hundred percent sure it’s a girl, while I’m totally one hundred and ten percent sure it’s a boy.”
Elliot chewed his lip thoughtfully for a moment, searching his mind for a silly topic for a silly story. “Okay…” he said, once he’d thought of something. “So there were these toad people who lived in this giant pyramid made of cheese. Every day they’d go off to the mines to dig for more cheese because the toad pharaoh was obsessed with his smelly riches, and every day his toad followers would return to the cheese pyramid and stock all the cheese they mined into the royal cheese room.”
“One day, this donkey woman came by. She was allergic to cheese, but the pharaoh didn’t want to turn her away because she was famous for her awesome premonitions. So, he had his toad followers put her in a giant bubble and roll her to the tippy-top of the pyramid. And they left her there all day and all night. Well, come morning, they go up to check on the donkey woman and ask her if she’s ready to give them an awesome premonition. A bunch of the toad people fall to their deaths before they realize that… they’re flying through the air. The donkey woman, who is deathly allergic to cheese, sneezed a mighty sneeze during the night. And she was inside a bubble, remember? So that bubble got really really big. Big enough to make the pyramid float.”
“The toad pharaoh didn’t approve of this at all. He never wanted his cheese pyramid to turn into a hot air balloon. But he couldn’t do anything about it now. The end.”