David Thompson

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  • Chapter 18 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson Now is not the time, mysterious voice. I let out a distressed beep as I used my newfound energy to circle around the group of minor demons. However, the voice was not to be ignored. CHOOSE Fine. I swerved around the pillars to put them between me and the horde. Fine, fine, fine. I didn’t know what a flamethrower was, but a fire, in general, wouldn’t be a healthy choice for the flooring or the rugs; that's not an option. Sandblasting might be nice if I intended to strip paint, but that's not my…
  • Chapter 17 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson When I was at home, my best friend was the TV. Not that we ever talked. We just had a mutual understanding. I was lucky enough that my humans had placed my bed in the opposite corner of the TV. Therefore when I was docked, I could watch whatever was on the TV while I charged. I usually was a fan of dramas or home improvement/buying. The inside of houses for sale was always very well cleaned. However, I didn't really get to control the TV. That was the purview of humans. The large female human generally had…
  • Chapter 16 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson With a fair amount of struggling, Bee freed herself from the blanket’s grasping clutches. Carefully she stood up. Looking down at her injured leg, she saw the wraps loosely pooled around her foot. The swelling had gone down since this morning, even more than the previous day. What surprised her most wasn't the healing but the lack of pain. She moved her ankle and felt almost full mobility. It felt slightly stiff as if she had rolled it the day before. But that was all. She shifted her weight from foot to…
  • Chapter 15 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson Bee stared at the stacks of books lining the wall. While she prepared for her next round of treatment, Void had apparently been stacking books. Why? Just… why? The stacks were not very high. They varied wildly in height, the tallest being only a couple feet off the ground. Looking closely and counting, Bee realized each stack was exactly 14 books tall. But why, though? This made no sense. As she stared uncomprehendingly, Void beeped at her. It almost surprised her that the unearthly noise no longer…
  • Chapter 14 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson Really, this human was giving me far too much deference. There's only so much humility I can take. I didn't even do that much. All I did was do my job. Though I guess I have gotten quite a bit better at it. Typically I only clean up the messes, and it's the human's prerogative to remove the causes. I guess going above and beyond does deserve some reward. However, this is just too far. I would have been satisfied with a pat and some praise. I didn't know what to say. We sat awkwardly for a while, staring…
  • Chapter 13 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson Was Void…cleaning? Bee stood there in shock. Watching as the all-powerful demon made graceful sweeps across the floor, covering every inch. Where it passed every speck of dust, every bit of debris floated off the floor in a large radius around him and entered his maw as Void consumed it. Left in his wake were only spotless pieces of hardwood floor and clean bits of trim. Along with… nothing else, actually. The only things that remained were things that should be there, like chairs, carpet, and rugs.…
  • Chapter 12 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson I slowly made my way to the office where we had first met. The human still followed me but was barely able to move faster than a crawl. She was about as fast as I had been when I began training here. As I rolled forward, I kept my eye on her to ensure she didn’t fall too far behind. She hobbled along, with the help of her makeshift cane, carrying the bag she had dropped earlier. It looked awkward, but I didn't think there was anything I could do to help. When we got to the office, the door was still…
  • Chapter 11 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson Scanning her surroundings constantly, Bee's heart raced to match her mood. She was sure that she saw something in the corner of her vision, but whenever she looked, there was nothing to confirm her suspicions. It was likely just her nerves reminding her how long she had been roaming around in what might now be a demon-infested castle. Still, there were only a couple of hallways left. She was most of the way to the library, but she didn't for one second believe she was safe. Her pulse was so loud in her…
  • Chapter 10 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson "Stupid, stupid, stupid," Bee whispered to herself. How could she forget something so obvious? Sure now she had a bunch of powders and magical substances in bags brimming with possibilities. If mixed together, they could heal her leg. Maybe even help fend off demons. However, she forgot the most essential part of making that possible. The part that actually made this random assortment of things magical. How could she know how much to mix? Alchemy required precise proportions, both in volume and…
  • Chapter 9 — All the Dust that Falls Cover
    by David Thompson I waited next to the mess maker's hole for several hours through the night. I could have been cleaning other things. However, during that time, this thing could be undoing all my hard work. I needed to weigh what I could clean during this time versus how much damage this mess maker could do until I had another chance to catch him. My claw hung extended above the hole, ready to drop down and snatch the culprit as soon as it ventured out. Eventually, my patience was rewarded. A small furry head poked…
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