"Simmilation"

“Goody goody!” Said Pigmet, knowing that Geo was okay, and he gave a small hop into the air, landing heavily and rubbing his hip.  “So you are well and good, and that means that we can do other things.”

“Are there other things to do--?” Geo gestured broadly to the vast gray landscape.

“Yahump,” Pigmet said, which was his way of saying yes.  "We need to prepare You to go onto the New Planet."  Pigmet trundled over to the Window above the Couch—the window that looked out on the expanding Universe.

“Cool” he said.

Pigmet continued, “They said I’m here for ‘simmilation’ or somethin’ like that.  To, sort of—entertain you.”  He said this last part sadly.  It seemed like an affront to all he had lived his life for.  He was never a Jester, yet wherever he went, laughter and happiness seemed to happen.

“Oh Pigmet!” Geo said, putting his arm around him.  You just misunderstood.  It’s ‘stimulation’ and it means that I need someone who I like very much to talk to me while I am alone here.”

Pigmet brightened.  “But ya have Shiara…”

Geo pulled Pigmet aside, and Shiara walked a few steps away, seeing that they needed a “man to man” talk.  “Women are… different” he said.  “Sometimes being with them is more stressful than being alone! So being with her, even though I like her, has been very hard on me, and hard on her too. And all this grayness... it just numbs the mind.  We need your help! The Great One was Very Right to send you.  You know better than to doubt a Great One.”

“I wasn’t really doubtin,” said Pigmet.  “I just needed stuff explained to me, like you just did.  The very thing you did, in fact, you did it! " Pigmet was now very happy.  He could see that his work here would be successful.

"Before we get ta the heavy stuff, I s'pose... this is maybe what they meant by 'simmilation.'  I will tell you what I can about where I was before I came through the door."

"Yes yes yes! Please tell us" Shiara and Geo both pleaded.  And they piled up on Black Couch, so that he could hear, too.

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