Bubbles Goes Wild Quotes

“We wish you well,' the head of the college said on her last day. 'As we do all our teachers of course, for your calling is a sacred charge and it would be bloody silly to suggest you goof off and make a mess.' He had been a professor of Aggressive Logic in his younger days but had retired on realising it made no sense to teach empty classes. (Chapter 1)”
― Martyn X Brown, Bubbles Goes Wild

“Both her parents worked in the financial hub of Cherryball Flats and expected a lot of their daughter. She was an investment portfolio in gym shoes. (Chapter 1)”
― Martyn X Brown, Bubbles Goes Wild

“It was all we could find of him madam,' one such government official commiserated with a grieving widow as he handed her an egg cup-sized urn with a decorative lid. A nice ribbon had been tied thoughtfully around it.

'Just this? How do you know it is dear Arfie?' wept the widow.

This perked up the official somewhat in his demeanour.

'We have the best bio-labs around madam,' he declared brightly. 'Ran a configuration check and there was a ninety four per cent match.'

'Ninety four? Then-?'

'The other six per cent appeared to be squirrel, madam. He obviously didn't go down without a fight.' (Chapter 2)”
― Martyn X Brown, Bubbles Goes Wild

“Don't get killed. Maimed is okay, disfigured a reasonable outcome, but not completely dead as Miss Plazenby will force us to wear mourning, and it is so not my colour. Goodbye,' and with a fair imitation of Zephany's departure Pinky Ponsonby left the others to continue sorting their luggage. (Chapter 5)”
― Martyn X Brown, Bubbles Goes Wild

“The main building of Miss Plazenby's school was luxuriously appointed, with statues on plinths and paintings upon every conceivable wall. Bubbles's favourite was a massive landscape view that confronted the visitor when they entered the great portico through the heavy double doors. It hung high up opposite the entrance and showed a view of distant blue mountains, dark forests sweeping like skirts among the foothills and a sea of flowers across grassy plains in the foreground. And there, stood amid the sage and sun cups and mallow was a lone girl, shading her eyes as she took in the grand view, having discarded a great straw hat which lay among the flowers forgotten. The slim figure had reddish hair and Bubbles liked to imagine it was her in the picture, breathing in the outdoor beauty of Frangea. (Chapter 3)”
― Martyn X Brown, Bubbles Goes Wild