Part 41 of my third global warming science fiction novel “Last Week”. Link to Part 1: “Back To Paradise Era”.
CHAPTER ELEVEN KHALMOROT
FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 18 2023 8:32 A.M.
“Seven,” Angel said, smiling.
“Yes. Seven,” Satoshi said, returning the smile.
They were sitting at the breakfast table in the living room. The number seven had been the general theme of their last night of 24th Century sex. They had developed some fascinating stories together, based on this simple number. Satoshi would write a porn short story about it once that little global warming problem was under control.
It was nice to have some pleasant shared memories.
“How about another weekend at Waikiki beach?” Angel said. “I liked it there on the first last weekend of my life.”
“That can be arranged,” Satoshi said. “And it is the last weekend of your life as Princess Angel again. I like the idea of going with something that we know will work for you.”
“Are you really sure about that? I mean, about it being my last weekend?”
“Actually, I have just decided to tell you the complete truth. It’s horrible. You will have a hard time dealing with it. But I just can’t keep lying to you. I’m sorry. I really am. But I really need to come clean completely,” Satoshi said. He was smiling from ear to ear, which didn’t quite fit with what he was saying.
“Bastard,” Angel said. “What have you been hiding from me again? Why are you always lying to your Princess? It’s very naughty. You really need to study the Ten Commandments more seriously.” She was smiling as well. She was expecting Satoshi to tell her a nice little story to spice up the breakfast conversation.
“You know, when I looked into the deepest subconscious parts of your mind with the Glaring Glasses the other day, I discovered that you’re not a Princess from the 24th Century after all. You’re a common girl. And your name is Thusnelda Sneeze. Exactly like it says in the fake Hong Kong passport I bought for you.”
“Excellent,” Angel said. “That’s the first story I told you when we had 24th Century sex for the first time. It’s completely ridiculous, of course. I’m Princess Angel from the 24th Century. But I like the fact that you remembered it. Tell me, am I a hooker, like in my story? A really good one?” She was smiling even more. This was fun.
“No. You’re not. Though you certainly would be quite successful in that line of work, I guess. You’re a sales clerk in a book shop. You don’t believe me?”
“Of course not. I’ve been Princess Angel for all my life in the 24th Century. I know that. And you have proof of that as well. The Glaring Glasses. You’re just lying to me, to make me feel better about the fact that I have only a couple of days left to live. Very sweet of you, thank you. But that story is completely bogus. Me, a common girl!” Angel laughed out loud.
“Well, I guess you’ll see come Tuesday.”
“I will, of course,” Angel said. “Your lie will be completely exposed.”
“So, let’s pretend for a moment that this completely ridiculous story is true. What if you’re not a Princess from the 24th Century on a one way time travel suicide mission to the 21st Century? What if you are really just a normal girl from our World? Would that change the way that you feel about me?”
“I don’t know. I mean, right now I love you. That’s a great honor for you. Of course you love me as well. I’m the only Princess from the 24th Century in this World, even if it’s only for a couple of days. But if I’m just a sales clerk? I have no idea how I would feel.”
“In contrast, I have. It wouldn’t change one damn thing. You’ll always be my pretty Princess from the 24th Century, whatever happens. You can count on that.”
“It’s not true anyway,” Angel said, smiling again. “So why should I worry about it?”
“It most certainly is true. Especially the part where I said that it doesn’t change anything for me. You’ll remember that, will you?” Satoshi said. “I’ll miss your royal arrogance, I guess. But it will be nice to plan for a longer time frame than a couple of days. I’m looking forward to that.”
“So, you would love me even if I wasn’t a Princess?”
“This is destiny. We’re two of a kind. I’m just a common guy, just like you. Sure, I’m the richest person on the planet. But I got that from Khalmorot. And you’re just a common girl. Sure, you’ve got the Glaring Glasses and memories of a whole life as Princess Angel in the 24th Century. But you got that from Khalmorot as well. We’re two of a kind. This is destiny. Besides, I kind of like exploring all those finer points of 24th Century sex with you. I guess there is still a lot for me to learn,” Satoshi said.
“It’s difficult for me to understand,” Angel said. “After all, all of this is just hypothetical. Of course I’m a real Princess. There can be no question about something as basic as that.”
“There is another thing,” Satoshi said.
“I have told you lots of things I have never told anyone. I don’t usually run around telling people I’ve got all these bitcoins. It’s extremely dangerous to do so. I told you, because I felt I can trust you with my secrets. I still feel the same, even though you are Thusnelda Sneeze, the common girl. The one thing I’m afraid of is that once you understand the truth you’ll feel inadequate and insecure, and run from me.”
“Me? Feel inadequate? And insecure? Just because you have some money?” Angel laughed so hard she had trouble catching her breath. “This is the greatest joke I’ve ever heard. Congratulations! Your story was a lot of fun to listen to. But you really need to spice it up a little. I like the original version better.”
“The one where you are the super expert hooker?”
“Exactly. Try that one next time,” Angel said.
Link to part 42: A Modest $4 Billion Investment.