So, Freya needed blood to get well again, and it had to be decent fox blood! Well, he had lots! But the doctor only took a little bottle out of his arm, then looked worried at it, saying that was all they could take!
The boy glanced behind him, making sure no one was looking, then dashed down the narrow alley, vanishing into the gloom at the end. A keen eyed observer might have noticed that he did not come out the other end.
During the rest of the day each of the doctors and nurses had a young visitor eager to do his bit by donating half a pint of blood, then was even more helpful by offering to take the bottle to the cool room. It wasn’t until early evening that someone looked into the blood storage cool room and they realised the place was full of small bottles.
“But it was him, I’d recognise him anywhere!” wailed a plump nurse.
“We couldn’t have taken this much blood from one lad,” declared a rather cross elderly doctor, “There’s more here than in a fully grown man, and at that we would have had to exsanguate him!”
“There are only twelve of us who took his blood, but there are three times that number of bottles, how..?”
“They are all as near identical as I can determine.” stated the white coated laboratory technician, “and the veterinarian we called in is certain they are fox blood…”
“It’s more than we need, perhaps we shouldn’t question where it all came from, after all, he is a New Babbage urchin…” the hospital Padre suggested, which, after a few moments of thought trying to come up with a rational explanation, everyone involved agreed was the best course.
It was a tired Tepic who slipped into his crate home that night. He had visited every one of himselves in the nearby realities, rallying the troops to help out. Some of them had even spread out and brought back bottles from further away. He had never understood when people had to “find themselves”, it was easy enough, and really knowing yourself could be so useful sometimes……..
(This story refers to the possibility that Tepic can walk to different realities, counterparts to our own, familiar New Babbage. There is, of course, no scientific evidence of this absurd theory….)