Chapter 208 Two Hundred and Eight
“Under different circumstances, I would be taking a lot of pictures and flaunting it in our chat groups, Lucy.” Toby said flatly as his eyes took in the interior of the private jet he was given as a minister. “Regardless of where we have to go with this thing now, this is actually really nice.”
Lucianne was there to see them off before they landed in an opened space not far away from Faint Moon. She looked at the interior, which wasn’t very much different from Xandar’s jet when her best friend said, “I still can’t believe I’m getting a jet.” There was a cheeky glint in his eye when he added, “Where’s yours, Lucy?
Do you even have one?”
She narrowed her eyes at Toby as the nervous police force got into their seats, clearly afraid of the Queen after they heard about what she could do in and out of a battlefield despite her small size and seemingly-harmless facial features.
Lucianne smirked at Toby as she said, “I think I’m good with not having anything that has Cummings’s stains on it. Who knows what essence of himself he left behind?”
Toby’s taunting eyes widened in realization as he looked around the interior again, not in awe but in horror. He then muttered, “I’ve gotta ask your mate if there’s anyone I! can call to sanitize this whole thing.”
Lucianne’s chuckling halted at her gasp when her mate’s hand made contact with her abdomen as his deep voice rang into her ear, “Hey, babe.”
Xandar then locked eyes with his terrified Defense Minister before he asked, “Is everything alright, Toby?” Lucianne started chuckling again as Toby threw her an annoyed glare.
The Gamma cleared his throat and asked, “Just out of curiosity, Xandar…uh…how does one clean a private jet?”
Lucianne’s cheeky chuckles turned into merciless laughter as Xandar glanced at his mate in bewilderment before he turned back to Toby and explained, “Well, these things are cleaned and serviced once a month, more frequently if it’s being used more often than usual. We have people for this so you really don’t need to worry about cleaning it yourself.”
“When was it last cleaned?” Toby asked.
Xandar didn’t know the relevance of his question but this seemed important to the Gamma so he simply answered, “Two days ago, if I’m not mistaken.”
A glimmer of hope appeared in Toby’s eyes as he proceeded to ask, “Does that mean it was cleaned after Cummings last used it?”
“Oh, Goddess!” Lucianne already had to hold her mate’s shoulder for support and wipe away her tears from all the laughing. Even some members of the police force were pressing back smiles and covering their mouths with the Queen’s contagious laughter filling the space.
When Xandar finally caught on, a faint smile appeared on his face as he uttered, “Yes, Toby. It was cleaned after Cummings last used it. Was that what you were worried about?”
When Toby saw that the King was close to joining his still-laughing mate, the new minister lifted up his index finger and pointed in a warning as he said, “No, don’t you start, Xandar. You’re NOT my best friend so you have no license to laugh at me whenever you please. Besides, we’ve got to go or we’ll delay the others. Go! Shoo! Get out of my jet, both of you!”
With a hand on his mate’s waist, Xandar tried hard to press back his smile as he led Lucianne out of the jet. Lucianne was still holding onto her stomach as she laughed and said ‘Cummings essence’ repeatedly until they were out of the jet door.
After they left, Toby muttered, “Most annoying best friend in existence.” He then fell into a seat with two policemen and one policewoman before he offered a friendly smile, and started a conversation with the slightly tensed-up
police persons.
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