by Eric Flint
"What do you suggest I do?" asked Carsten.
"Get the chiefs together and tell them that you want them to meet and pick a paramount chief. Someone to represent them on all save the most important matters."
"Right, I'll do that."
***
The chiefs had been huddled in the great ceremonial hut for twelve hours straight. Carsten had told them a few hours earlier that none of them would be leaving it until they picked the chief of chiefs.
Now and then, Mauricio was called in to clarify some point or other that they were arguing about. No one wanted an error in translation to get a blood feud started. Finally, after a long waiting period, he decided to snatch some sleep while he could.
Perhaps an hour later, the curtain which had been hung over the hut opening to keep mosquitoes out was pushed back once again, and Faye stuck his head out. "Mauricio, please," he said.
Carsten sighed. "Mauricio!" he called.
"He's asleep," said Henrique.
"Well, wake him up. We want them to finish one of these days."
Still rubbing his eyes, Mauricio arrived, and entered the hut.
He emerged a few minutes later, looking wide awake, even a little wild-eyed.
"Well? Have they picked a paramount chief, yet?"
"Yes," said Mauricio. "For the love of God… Me."
Maria gave a whoop. "All Hail Mauricio, King of the Jungle!"
***
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