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David got his fingers on it and reseated it.
"Can I get a #hand in here?" he called.
There was silence. Then he heard the click-click-click of Captain Tau's nails on the deck. Tau nudged him with his muzzle.
"A paw will be fine. Just tell me if the screen is still flickering." (2/2) #wss366

A screen flickered on the bridge of Angel's Wings. Then it flickered again. David sighed. He had noticed the problem previously, but it was starting to get worse. He crawled under the console, removed the service plate, and reached up through the wiring to find the connection harness. (1/2) #wss366

The slug set off on its muscular #foot around the track. Twenty-minutes later, it returned to the start and the attendant helped Bebe down.
She walked with a strange gait back to David. Standing with her legs apart, she pulled on his sleeve.
"Bebe needs fresh panties," she whispered. (2/2) #wss366

"Bebe wants to ride a pony!" Bebe said.
"It's a molluscan zoo," David said. "They don't have ponies. You can ride the giant slug, though."
"Bebe will ride it!" she crowed.
An attendant helped Bebe mount the giant, purple slug. It regarded her incuriously with its eye-stalks. (1/2) #wss366