The Universe's Mixer

Bringing down King Kong had been more than a little crazy. At times there seemed to be too many people calling the shots; at others not enough. Then there were the people, the heroes, the big giant monkey. It was definitely crazy. Fred had spent the whole time in the Tower, helping Jensen and doing some of the more menial computer work. She did miss being the “Oracle,” but Jensen seemed to have it covered. Soon, she wouldn’t be needed even there. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that.

She wasn’t sure about much of anything lately, and she was beginning to think that was her problem. It was one thing to be definite, to know what she wanted, but lately she didn’t. Breaking it off with Jack had seemed like a good idea, and she was still pretty certain that it was. Yet, there were times she started asking herself the “what ifs,” which everyone knew that “what ifs” when it came to emotions and relationships were often a very bad idea. Science and invention and sometimes even cooking or eating which was slightly scientific, “what ifs” were good to ask and try to make happen.

Life would have been so much easier if she’d stuck with the science rather than the emotion. Yet, she wasn’t able to get away from those darn things, ( emotions. )