A species that has a language where musical vocables (La, de, dum, da etc.) are all either swearwords or very rude.
âI d-d-d-d-donât know what happ-p-p-ened,â complained Rabbit.
âWe were going so well,â said The Spine. âIt doesnât compute⦠it doesnât computeâ¦â
ââ¦i donât want to be mus-ic-ians an-y-moreâ¦â sulked Hatchworth.
Pete 17, urgently directing repair teams of Walter Workers, took a deep breath. âWhat the heck happened? Everybody loves your musicâ¦â
âI dunno,â said Rabbit. âW-w-w-one minute, I was all, âAttune your ears to the g-grinding gearsâ, and the n-n-n-next, it was a rrrr-rrr-riot.â
âThey donât like Brass Gog-gles,â said Hatchworth, huddled in a corner.
Realisation hit like a truck. âI told you not to put that in the set list,â complained Pete 17. âI told you for a very good reason. Do any of you remember what that was?â
Hatchworth put up his hand. âI know, Mis-ter Wal-ter! Pick me!â
Sigh. âYes, Hatchy.â
âThe cul-ture and lan-guage of this plan-et puts our lyr-ics in the naugh-ty box.â
âWhat?â said Rabbit.
âWe were sing-ing rude words.â
There was a moment of relative silence. Filled by the noise of tools and urgent repairs.
Finally, there was a single summary of realisation from The Spine. âOops.â
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