'Look, the water levels have fallen slightly.' Ting wondered why.
Flakey didn't seen to care. A road that was a river, was still of river.
The reason for this unusual event was heading their way. A fleet of small vehicles, busy unblocking drains clanked to a halt. The lead machine stopped when its sensors almost touched Tings' toes. Out from the turret stretched an elongated pipe. Ting watched it feel underneath the water searching for a drain to connect with.
The pipe went rigid. A second tube pushed down through the diminishing waves, stayed there for a while then drew itself up again. Four drones pursued their task on Ting's side of the road, three maintained the sewers on the other. Each of the seven drones remained busy until they believed the job well done. Plodding behind came a street-wide road cleaner, ridding the pavements of slime.
'Is there any way we can stop them making such an awful noise?' Flakey shouted as he walked up to one of the machines. Mindful of the energy it was putting into unplugging the blockage Flakey went closer very cautiously. Ting followed, keeping Flakey steady on the end of his string.
Flakey lifted the hatch and looked inside. What Flakey saw meant nothing to him; just wires, no buttons. 'Nothing here to turn it off with.' Flakey pulled at a couple of leads then turned away.
Carpenter Street changed from river back to road despite the continous falling rain.
'Take hold of the guide line and don't let go, I can't lose you if don't let go,' Ting repeated himself to make sure Flakey fully understood the bit about not letting go.
Any other words except, "don't let go," would have seen Flakey apply himself, as he always did whether he wanted to or not, with determination. Instead all h...
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...beth's amazing smile. 'Can I ask you something?,' he said shyly, 'did you see a Sound called Amanda out there?'
'No, sorry I didn't.' Elizabeth felt an odd feeling, an emotion she had never experienced before; she didn't want to share her affections for Flakey with anyone he once knew or will meet in the future. There was something in the way he tried his best when his timid self he didn't want to try at all endeared him to her. 'Was she someone special to you?'
'No, there's never been any Sound special to me in the way you mean, I just should never have let her go.'
Elizabeth kissed Flakey, and bade farewell to irrational jealousy, 'I promise, if we can we'll find her we will. There's a lot of water out there but there's three of us now so the chances have increased.'
Flakey told Elizabeth everything, he also asked Ting what Elizabeth meant by, "flakey, or not.'
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