This choice: Miles, as some form of convoluted revenge • Go Back...Chapter #5Birthday Ballooning by: wowee   “Mmmm…Happy birthday big guy.” Mora spoke softly as she planted a kiss on Mino’s cheek. The two lay in bed together watching the sunrise through the window and listening to the first sounds of morning. Minos was simply content with his life here at Las Linda’s. He had found a wonderful new love in Mora, and a new friendly family with the rest of the house. Sure there were highs and lows here and there but things had changed for the best, long gone were the days of his far and forgotten war torn past. He’d gotten quite comfortable helping here at the ranch and could see himself spending the next part of his life here.
“Hey,” Mora said sliding closer now practically on top of him. She traced circles over his beefy chest as she continued. “Just how old are you anyways?” she asked, still whispering to him gently.
Minos only laughed; having rehearsed an answer to this question many a time, maybe one day he’d tell her the truth, what he could remember of it anyways. In actuality Minos didn’t know his true age or his true birthday. Today was only the random date he’d given officials to put on his personal I.D. card, but the date had stuck and now it had come.
So for now he simply answered Mora with “Old enough” ever attaining an air of mystery about him. Then swiftly changing the subject, he slid out from underneath Mora’s embrace and the blankets, and stood beside the bed, tan, tall, and still in the buff. “Come on, I think everybody else is already up.” Minos began to put on what may as well have been his uniform of a white t-shirt and blue jeans.
“Aww, leaving so soon birthday boy?” Mora whistled, and pinched the left cheek of his well muscled butt. She knew he never really responded to her mischievous teasing but that had never stopped her. She too eventually got dressed and they both left their bedroom. As they entered the kitchen they saw it had been decorated in full birthday party décor.
“Happy Birthday!” shouted the household, and at the sight of all of them gathered there just for him, Minos gave one of his rarely seen smiles. He’d never had a birthday like this, with a family, not one that he could remember at least. Taffy had even baked a cake for him too
“..Thank you…everyone.” He said in a low voice, almost near a whisper he was so full of emotion.
“Cmon’ you got a whole lot of presents and balloons!” Sarah said as she led him by the hand to the table filled with waiting gifts. Sitting down he began to open the first wrapped gift, but was interrupted when a high pitch voice cried out.
“HEY Minos!” It was Sarah’s voice but in a pitch ten times higher than her own. This sent the house into a fit of giggles.
“Let me try!” said Taffy, Sarah passed her the helium filled balloon. Taffy took it and inhaled a short breath of the gas inside. “Hi there!” She said, her voice too was raised form the helium.
Mora hooted “When do you guys get these?” she asked between laughs.
Taffy passed the balloon to Randall’s outstretched paw. He in turn took a deep breath of the stuff. “Well” he squeaked. “Miles actually was the one who brought the balloons.”
“Heyyy, you know who’d sound really funny…” Miles said quickly cutting in as he undid another balloon. Miles took a breath from it. “Minos!” he shouted in a tiny sized voice. He handed the balloon to the bull who looked bewildered by it. The rest of the house exploded into laughter simply at the idea of hearing Mino’s deep rough voice elevated to a sprightly tone.
Why had Miles decided to bring the balloons himself? One needed to look no farther than the infinitesimally small logo that had been left on the outside of the balloon. Alej Corp Labs. Yes, Miles in a sneaky (but convoluted) act of revenge decided to bring a certain special brand of balloons to the birthday bash. Miles had sought revenge against Minos ever since he’d given Miles a swift punch to the gut. Month’s ago he explained his idea for revenge to Mora’s rival Alej Coldthorn who simply loved the idea of the bovine’s boyfriend blowing up. Alej immediately had Tootsie her genius (though sometimes absent minded) assistant lace the helium inside of the balloons with Nano Zells (such wonderful things) that were programed release more helium inside of an unsuspecting victims body. And now, this was the perfect part, both Alej and Miles explicitly told Tootsie to activate the Nano Zells only when they were in someone bovine in nature. Miles was sure that Sarah would want to try sucking on one of the balloons full of helium and then he’d swoop in and make sure both Mora and Mino’s got a big old lungful of the stuff and the two would puff up into parade size balloons. Both of their personal vendettas would be completed
Now Tootsie, who had been having a busy day already, now tasked with this new demand, quickly threw something together. She wasn’t sure whether or not she’d remember to make it only work on the cows but she was sure it wouldn’t matter that much.
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Back to Minos, as he brought the gas filled balloon to his lips and inhaled deeply. “Hello there” he said voice unchanged.
“Hmm… I know what's the problem!” Miles said, seeing his plan had been slightly delayed. “He’s got bigger lungs” he explained jokingly poking a finger into Minos. “Lungs these big and strong needed at least two or three balloons to make his voice sound funny.” Still hiding his true attentions Miles handed Minos two more balloons to inhale, watching as Minos was now sucking deeply from within them. Minos inhaled again and again finishing two entire balloons of the helium. He was getting pretty light headed now, in fact his whole body seemed a little...off.
Miles watched as …
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