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Undercurrent - Extra Scene | Hangover

M.N. Arzu


Undercurrent – A Merfolk Myth

~ Extras ~

Extra scene: Hangover

This is set on chapter 14, the day after Gwen met with Nathan, Higgs, and Andrew at the bar in Brooklyn. A little Gwen-Jason interaction.

Gwen winced at the sunlight streaming in the living room, and shivered as she felt the current of air coming from the balcony. Jason was a quiet, gracious guest, but his tendency of wanting to see sunlight in the middle of winter was annoying the hell out of her.

Or maybe it’s just the hangover talking.

“Morning,” he said when he saw her coming.

“Well, at least someone looks happy,” she said as she sat down on the kitchen. To her surprise, pancakes and coffee were waiting for her. She wasn’t sure her stomach was up to the task, but the thought was certainly appreciated.

“Here, drink this,” he told her as he handed her a glass with a slightly blue-tinted liquid. It was cold, and her first instinct was to press it against her forehead. He laughed. “Drink it.”

“What is it?”

“Magic,” he said with a perfect smile.

I bet girls fall at your feet all the time, she mused while drinking the slightly salty concoction.

“So, how did it go with the Council?” she asked, the glass half empty.

He winced. “I might have been too honest. These video calls are so hard to read.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“I rely on telepathy to understand the intention of what you’re saying. You can’t do that to a machine.”

“No, you rely on body language for that,” Gwen stated, and then finished the glass. “Am I going to grow a tail after this?”

“What is your obsession with turning into a mermaid?” he asked, a confused smile on his face. “I’ve seen those swimmers around.”

“What swimmers? Oh, wait, you mean SWIMMERs. Yeah those people are nuts. If this whole Wallace business comes into the light, it will certainly kill their love for your people but fast.”

A shadow passed over his eyes.

“Are you feeling better?”

Gwen blinked. Her headache was receding, and she didn’t feel so heavy. Even the light wasn’t so bright anymore. Looking at the empty glass, she started to feel hungry.

“You did this?”

“Yeah. You had everything I needed in your kitchen.”

“How did you know?”

“I’m a biochemist. Well, I think that’s the equivalent.”

“Weren’t you a policeman?”

“I can’t be both?”

She contemplated that for a second, and shrugged. "You guys are full of surprises, aren't you?"