The Omniscient Teeth

Farky is humming the sound of the all encompassing mystical entity.

It's all he can do.

Gaius is racking his brains for a solvent.

Sweezus gets out his phone and calls Arthur.

Arthur, says Sweezus. Got a problem.

What is it? says Arthur.

Farky's teeth are glued shut, says Sweezus.

Farky's teeth are glued shut, repeats Arthur. That's kind of draconian.

Not on purpose, says Sweezus. Who's that laughing?

Terence, says Arthur.

Hell's bells, says Sweezus. Is he still there?

Yes, says Arthur. Belle hasn't come back yet.

What dissolves bull glue? asks Sweezus.

What dissolves bull glue? repeats Arthur.

Bull wee! says Terence.

A door slams.

A female voice says something.

Try nail polish remover, says Arthur.

Dude, you're a lifesaver, says Sweezus.

What did he suggest? asks Gaius.

Nail polish remover, says Sweezus.

Omm-mm-m! hums Farky, in a wavering tone.

For the first time in ages, the Omniscient Teeth are inclined to say something.

m-dnt-wnt-nl-plsh-rmvr-nywhr-nr-m-mth, says Farky.

What's that, Farky? asks Sweezus.

The Omniscient Teeth are prepared to repeat this ad infinitum.

m-dnt-wnt-nl-plsh-rmvr, says Farky.

He don't want nail polish remover, says Sweezus.

How did you know what he was saying? asks Gaius.

It's a talent, says Sweezus.

Remarkable, says Gaius. You must teach him better English. Well, tell Farky not to worry. I don't have any nail polish remover.

h-dnt-hv-ny-nl-plsh-rmvr, says Sweezus.

Farky gives Sweezus a pitying look.

What a dick head.

The Teeth too are nettled. Normally they speak perfect English. Damn this restriction!

Gaius meanwhile has come up with another solution.

He goes out to the garage and comes back with a lime green cordless Ryobi.