The Curiously Stunted, Incomprehensibly Disjointed, Perfectly Inadequate Adventures of Nicholas Cornelius Holloway – Episode 15

He had set out to conquer the world, but the meetings were killing him. As the weapons dealer droned on, his mind wandered.

I should have started smaller, he thought. But where?

He gave the desktop globe a spin. He closed his eyes, waited a moment, then stopped the globe with his finger.

He opened his eyes. His finger pointed to the Atlantic Ocean.

He frowned. He gave the globe another spin, closed his eyes, stopped the globe: Pacific Ocean.

He clenched his jaw. The arms dealer paused. He spun the globe, closed his eyes, jabbed his finger: Indian Ocean.

“Fine,” he said.

“Sir?” said the arms dealer.

He rested his elbows on his desk, interlocked his fingers, and peered over them at the man. “I’m going to need several submarines,” he said.

The Curiously Stunted, Incomprehensibly Disjointed, Perfectly Inadequate Adventures of Nicholas Cornelius Holloway – Episode 14

He suspected the dog could understand his spoken words. He suspected the dog could even, on occasion, discern his thoughts. Until today, he suspected the dog primarily used its abilities to acquire more food for itself. But today when he awoke there was a letter addressed to him, written on fine parchment, sealed with wax, embossed with a small paw print.