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tablet. The
tablet’s screen was scratched to bits and Owlbert threw it at
Hitbear’s head, resulting in another tussle between the
beasts.
    “ But shouldn’t North
America be last since we will definitely have a place to hide out
once it is all over?” questioned Gora, now with several pieces of
topping-less wheat bread in her mouth. Crumbs were piling up on her
shirt and in any crevices on her face. Hitbear
shuddered.
    “ Only one scientist on my
kill list for North America works for the military making new
weapons; though he may already be close to death because he is in
his late 70s. I hope he’s not dead because that shithead needs to
die painfully. His cruel words about me and lack of conscience are
bothersome.” Her mumblings with food in her mouth began to slightly
irritate Hitbear as well. Irritate him like an itch he couldn’t
scratch. “He has been known to do the new weapon tests on refugee
children. That’s only a rumor I’ve heard. I have never been able to
find out much about him outside of conferences and
lectures.”
    “ I understand why you would
want to begin with that tactic, but by beginning here, one of the
toughest continents militarily in the world, we can surprise them
since the military will undoubtedly be on high alert after the
first or second deaths of high-profile scientists, no? Or the
military won’t give a rat’s ass because they’re just scientists,
not politicians or foreign heads of state – that are in their
control.”
    “ Ahh. I will leave the
strategy to you, Hitbear,” as Gora finally swallowed enough wheat
bread to last her the week. “It’s what I created you for, after
all!” She smiled approvingly. Gora stood up and all the crumbs from
her bread snack fell to the ground.
    “ Thank you, creator,” said
Hitbear as he returned to strategizing which city the group should
go to first. “Thank God, she finished her meal,” he
thought.
    Gora slowly stepped over to
her other sentient creation, who was on the other side of the
laboratory. Owlbert, like Hitbear, was intensely studying but with
books instead of maps. These books were found in Gora’s personal
library, and they were all uniquely informational and downright
bizarre. Books with exhausting titles: Aztecs: How the Jaguar Warriors Are like Today’s Mixed Martial
Arts Fighters by Jennifer Stipen, Beautifully Unique Sparkleponies by Chris Kluwe , Genghis
Khan: Did You Know He’s Related to Kublai Khan? by David de Jan, The Native Americans:
How A Sports League Tried To Promote Racism by Daniela Snively , Changing The Way
We Look At Eachother: How Blind People Are Better Than You by Misty McDaniel, Sojourner Truth: Baddest Lady Ever by
Michelle Oblinoski, Flushing the Pain Away:
How the Toilet Saved Mankind by Kameron
Mo’Tube , Where Art Thou: Finding Amelia
Earhart by Pricilla Pointer, and Jimmy Hoffa: Champion of Hide and Seek by Jimmy Hoffa.
    The books had very little
to do with science and more to do with the current cultural
perceptions that Americans, and other nationals, held. Owlbert
wanted to know how humans, specifically Americans considering he
was in the United States of America, perceived the current world.
He was also deeply interested in history, hence the books on the
Aztecs and Genghis Khan.
    Again, the information Gora
had pumped into her beast wasn’t able to be readily applied to
actual situations; the information was definitely there, yet not
even Owlbert could apply it or readily understand it as it floated
through his mind.
    Owlbert looked up from his
books as Gora came close.
    “ Hallo! Vas must du need? I
am trying to find out vich type of ‘soldier’ vee must make,”
cheeped Owlbert delightfully. He did not have any facial hair , considering he was a
bird, but a clump of snow white feathers formed near the base of
his beak to create the look of a mustache. His mustache was a part
of his signature look as a human, not quite as signature as
Hitbear’s human form, but still