She looked at him, the laughter bubbling up out of the same place as her hysteria. For his part, Mars did not even crack a smile. Kymat tried to imitate Maggie and failed miserably. It only made her laugh harder.
Mars waited until she was mostly done. When she leaned her head back, he began:
"You went into the structure- store (pause as he turned this completely foreign word over in his mind), We observed you browsing through the coverings- clothes (another pause) and then we looked at your display examples."
"What?" Maggie interrupted. "What display examples?"
"They were inanimate simulacrums to you and wore different coverings." Kymat said.
Maggie stared at him until he looked down in embarrassment (it could have been embarrassment).
"The clothes were on humans who did not move even when Kymat took their clothes off. They were un-living without faces." Mars said.
"Mannequins!" Maggie laughed for few beats. "you are talking about the mannequins."
"Yes, that word must be what they were."
"You undressed the mannequins and no one noticed." Maggie said shaking her head. On the other hand it was 4am in the morning and Kigbowl was running around the parking lot.
She pulled the car over into a closed gas station.
"Let's try this again." She said before opening her door and getting out.
The three men got out of the car and stood there looking at her. She took the clothes out and handed a pair of sweats to Kymat and Kigbowl, then stopped. Mars actually looked okay. His clothes mostly fit and didn't look so bad.
Kymat studied the sweats with interest while Kigbowl just looked at them dumbly.
Maggie sighed and felt he eyes beginning to roll, so she stopped herself. When she looked back Mars was taking his clothes off and then putting them back on. Kigbowl- Okay she knew she had the name wrong, but she seriously doubted anyone was going to spell it. Hell, Mars was the only one with a normal sounding name.
After a few minutes of Mars doing show and tell Kigbowl manged to get the sweats on. Kymat shed the hot pants and slipped into the sweats with a sigh of relief. She looked down at the size 5 hot pants and wondered how he hadn't passed out from the lack of oxygen they must have caused.
She considered them. They were a motley crue but they were at least good looking even if Kigbowl- kickball? kept making strange faces.
"Let's go." She got back into the car.
The men climbed back in, well Kymat and Mars did, they all stopped to watch Kickball try to climb in feet first and then stop, he looked at them a laughed. It could have been a laugh save for the fact that is sounded more like a sucking noise,
The man straightened then made a few attempts at folding his arms and legs only managing to fall down and sit on the pavement. Mars said something that couldn't have been English and stepped out of the car. He walked back to Kickball and grabbed him in a bear hug and tossed him in the back seat. Amazingly Kickball went in smoothly like a ragdoll.
Mars returned to his seat and looked at her.
She looked back at him trying to decide where to go now.
The absurdity of the entire night hit her and she sat staring at the man who she didn't know and should have been scared of. What in the hell was she doing? Fucking up. that was what she was doing. She had almost driven these three weirdos to her house. Somehow she had not been afraid of them, somehow she had ignored the obvious. How could she be so damnably blind!
She turned to look out the window, her hands were white form where she gripped the steering wheel.
Whare should she go? Were they waiting to kill her?
She gulped for air like a drowning victim, she would not cry, she wouldn't!
"Where did you guys say you were from?" she said the fear clamping down on her like a iron vice.
Mars waited until she was mostly done. When she leaned her head back, he began:
"You went into the structure- store (pause as he turned this completely foreign word over in his mind), We observed you browsing through the coverings- clothes (another pause) and then we looked at your display examples."
"What?" Maggie interrupted. "What display examples?"
"They were inanimate simulacrums to you and wore different coverings." Kymat said.
Maggie stared at him until he looked down in embarrassment (it could have been embarrassment).
"The clothes were on humans who did not move even when Kymat took their clothes off. They were un-living without faces." Mars said.
"Mannequins!" Maggie laughed for few beats. "you are talking about the mannequins."
"Yes, that word must be what they were."
"You undressed the mannequins and no one noticed." Maggie said shaking her head. On the other hand it was 4am in the morning and Kigbowl was running around the parking lot.
She pulled the car over into a closed gas station.
"Let's try this again." She said before opening her door and getting out.
The three men got out of the car and stood there looking at her. She took the clothes out and handed a pair of sweats to Kymat and Kigbowl, then stopped. Mars actually looked okay. His clothes mostly fit and didn't look so bad.
Kymat studied the sweats with interest while Kigbowl just looked at them dumbly.
Maggie sighed and felt he eyes beginning to roll, so she stopped herself. When she looked back Mars was taking his clothes off and then putting them back on. Kigbowl- Okay she knew she had the name wrong, but she seriously doubted anyone was going to spell it. Hell, Mars was the only one with a normal sounding name.
After a few minutes of Mars doing show and tell Kigbowl manged to get the sweats on. Kymat shed the hot pants and slipped into the sweats with a sigh of relief. She looked down at the size 5 hot pants and wondered how he hadn't passed out from the lack of oxygen they must have caused.
She considered them. They were a motley crue but they were at least good looking even if Kigbowl- kickball? kept making strange faces.
"Let's go." She got back into the car.
The men climbed back in, well Kymat and Mars did, they all stopped to watch Kickball try to climb in feet first and then stop, he looked at them a laughed. It could have been a laugh save for the fact that is sounded more like a sucking noise,
The man straightened then made a few attempts at folding his arms and legs only managing to fall down and sit on the pavement. Mars said something that couldn't have been English and stepped out of the car. He walked back to Kickball and grabbed him in a bear hug and tossed him in the back seat. Amazingly Kickball went in smoothly like a ragdoll.
Mars returned to his seat and looked at her.
She looked back at him trying to decide where to go now.
The absurdity of the entire night hit her and she sat staring at the man who she didn't know and should have been scared of. What in the hell was she doing? Fucking up. that was what she was doing. She had almost driven these three weirdos to her house. Somehow she had not been afraid of them, somehow she had ignored the obvious. How could she be so damnably blind!
She turned to look out the window, her hands were white form where she gripped the steering wheel.
Whare should she go? Were they waiting to kill her?
She gulped for air like a drowning victim, she would not cry, she wouldn't!
"Where did you guys say you were from?" she said the fear clamping down on her like a iron vice.
