Flashback ( PDFDrive )

Keefe reeled toward Elwin. “You did something oozy without me?”
“And me?” Ro added.
Elwin laughed. “Don’t worry, there’ll be lots more ooze tomorrow.”
“There will?” Sophie whined as Ro stalked forward, poking Elwin
in the chest.
“You’d better wait until I’m here,” she told him.
“Yeah, what time should we arrive to catch the Great Fitzphie Ooze
Fest?” Keefe asked.
“We’re not calling it that,” Sophie told him.
“Oh, I think we are. And don’t worry, Foster,” Keefe added, patting
her on the head. “I’ll still love you when you’re oozy. Maybe I should
get you a tunic that says Oozemaster.”
“Please don’t,” she begged.
He grinned, taking the tray of medicine from her lap and setting it
aside. “You can have Fitzy feed you the rest of these when I’m gone—
otherwise I’m going to puke. Right now, we need to find Krakie a new
home.”
He grabbed a roll of wide gauze from one of the shelves and
wrapped it carefully around her left wrist to form a loose-fitting cuff.
Then carefully attached each of the pins.
“Is that a K ?” Fitz asked, tilting his head to study the new
arrangement.
Keefe nodded. “Best letter in the whole alphabet! But don’t worry,
Foster, this isn’t like when Dizznee gave you those bracelets.”
“What bracelets?” Fitz asked.
Keefe had the wisdom to look sheepish.
“They were . . . a prototype,” Sophie told Fitz. “Dex has been trying
to design a gadget to help me control my enhancing, and he needed