Stranded on a Tiny Planet

Helping Out

A/N: Just wanted to say THANK YOU x 1,000,000 to all my lovely readers for your kind words and inspiring ideas. It does wonders for my mental constipation :P (not the most pleasing visual I know but accurate...) So thank you for taking the time to write me and urge me on!

The next morning...

Merco awoke early and got himself ready for the day. Anu flew out of Anashee to meet him.

"Good morning, Anu." He greeted upon seeing her.

"To you as well." she flitted in front of him. "Come with me. Kerisar is supposed to be near the Temple of Emergence."

Merco got an uncomfortable look on his face, dreading entering Anashee again and possibly destroying something else. Not to mention the aliens residing in that particular area probably would rather not see him again. Hopefully, he'd be able to make amends as he did with the rancher.

Anu led Merco to the opposite side of Anashee where he had entered before. However, much to his relief he could see a green alien dressed in a light blue outfit that was tight fitting. His dark plumage was tipped with light blue dye and had a plume that was uniquely tall at his forehead. As Merco and Anu approached he turned, giving them his full gaze.

Merco dipped his head in a small greeting, "Hello, you must be Kerisar?"

The tall plume flipped up expressively, "And you must be the giant who wrecked my handiwork."

"Uh. Yeah. I'm very sorry about that."

"Well good. Because you're going to get your towering butt over to the Sweleeshi Cliffs and bring in the cut stone and metal framework I requested for this job. Think you can handle that?"

Merco gave a quick salute, "Yes, sir."

Kerisar straightened his back and flicked his tall plume again, "What did you call me?"

"Uh, 'sir' is a term of respect to address a male in my language."

"Don't speak gibberish at me, just get over there and bring all the materials. And Suro'ka help you if you bust anything else I designed!" he griped, floating off the wall and into Anashee.

Merco tipped his head, "O-k? ...Pleasant fellow."

"He's very proud of his work. The Temple of Emergence was designed by him." Anu explained, "He is a perfectionist and cares that things are done right. So, don't be surprised if you get yelled at for anything less than perfection."

"It's all right. I can take it." Merco reassured her.

Merco turned from the wall and glanced at Anu, "Who is Suro'ka?"

"Our higher power, a deity who gave us flight and life." Anu explained with a reverent tone.

Merco nodded, "Gotcha. And where are these cliffs?"

Anu pointed to the mountains that formed the back border of the wall and beyond, "I'll take you there."

...

Dr. Jasta, Seraysa, and Verin were all at the Temple of Emergence. The square and the building had been bustling with repair crews assessing the damage and planning all the repairs that needed to be made after Merco's accidental destruction. While most were professional about it, the disgruntled murmurs would still be heard amongst some of the crew. Apparently they weren't too happy about the job and weren't at all convinced of its accidental nature.

Dr. Jasta was busy checking the four chrysalis pods in his work space since they would need to be transferred to a safer building across the street while the repairs were carried out.