Previously: After failing with the Cup of Regret, Twain has explained to Digger his Plan B: to use a magical mask to restore the function of Digger’s Driller Beam Generators. And now…
â€œUse my Drillers…â€ Digger mused. â€œBut what good is that? I donâ€™t have anyone to use them on.â€
Twain shrugged. â€œWell, youâ€™d have to find some way of tracking them down, either the hostage or the Cobalt Czar or both.â€
â€œFind some way?â€ Digger asked. â€œYou mean you donâ€™t know how already?â€
Twain shook his head. â€œThat why it was Plan B. But you should know somebody, right?â€
â€œI know a few guys, but…â€ Digger stared at the approaching Manhattan skyline, lost in thought. Then he sat up straight. â€œOf course. Itâ€™s simple. Deus!â€
â€œDeus Ex Machina?â€ Twain asked. â€œThe guy whose group we just fought twice? Why would he help us?â€
â€œWell, we explain it to him,â€ Digger said. â€œAnd once weâ€™ve given the cup back…â€
â€œGive the cup back?â€ Twain sputtered. â€œWhat do you mean, give the cup back?â€
â€œWell, itâ€™s no use to us, right?â€ Digger asked. â€œAnd giving it back would show that weâ€™re acting in good faith.â€
[blockquote type=”blockquote_quotes” align=”right”]”Iâ€™m the one who had to fight Deus and Caveat and Stickus. And Iâ€™m the one who had to get the crystal. What the hell did you do?â€ Twain looked at Digger for a moment. Digger couldnâ€™t read his expression. â€œI convinced you to do it.â€[/blockquote]â€œGood faith,â€ Twain muttered. â€œYou wanna know about faith? Faith is all the hours I spent searching for documents and doing translations and putting pieces together because I knew I was on to something big. Faith is traveling clear to the other side of the world chasing a legend that you canâ€™t be sure is true. Faith is being held prisoner by the most terrifying man in the world and somehow turning that certain doom into a way to get your hands on that same legend. You know what faith isnâ€™t?â€
â€œGiving the cup back,â€ Digger muttered.
â€œIt isnâ€™t giving the damn cup back!â€ Twain shouted. â€œI worked too hard getting it to just give it back.â€
â€œYou worked hard?â€ Digger asked incredulously. â€œI did most of the work! Iâ€™m the one that guard shot at. Iâ€™m the one who had to fight Deus and Caveat and Stickus. And Iâ€™m the one who had to get the crystal. What the hell did you do?â€
Twain looked at Digger for a moment. Digger couldnâ€™t read his expression. â€œI convinced you to do it.â€
Before Digger could come up with a reply, Twain held up his hand. â€œLook, letâ€™s compromise, okay? Itâ€™s a long drive to Chicago, so we have time to think about it. After weâ€™ve confirmed that the mask thing will work, if we havenâ€™t come up with a better way to track them down, then weâ€™ll take the cup to Deus. Agreed?â€
Digger didnâ€™t trust Twain–there was some other agenda behind those easy smiles of his–but he didnâ€™t have any better answers. â€œOkay,â€ he said, â€œYou promise?â€
Twain nodded. â€œGiving the cup back is Plan B.â€
â€œI thought the mask was Plan B.â€
â€œI meant the Plan B to Plan B. Plan B-slash-b.â€
â€œSo Plan C.â€
â€œNo, Plan C is I stop the van and shoot you in the head if you donâ€™t stop talking, I swear to God,â€ Twain said.
Digger looked out the window and smiled. He was starting to enjoy this trip.
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