"You've always been too traditional, Rhodes! Hasn't #3 given US good service?"
#3 flushed again: "It's all part of the job, miss!"
"Sweetheart!" Desiree couldn't help kerself: "Should I turn up the airflow?"
Rhodes said, "Don't you dare, unless you do."
"But my babies are gasping!" she explained, "I think they need some things."
"You could try milk - they're @ least part mammal, miss," suggested #3, his eyes firmly fixed on the road.
Rhodes' estimations boiled over. Lunging past his sister & all the life support equipment, he took a firm hold on #3's neck.
#3, strangely enough, was able to pull the vehicle to a smooth stop. There was nothing to look at.
"He's insane," gasped #3.
"I know," said Desiree, "but he's my brother."
Rhodes loosened his grip. "Any sense is like a breath of fresh air," he breathed.
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