mesus 13: storytime

A starry story by M & BO. (prev | next)
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(Look, a kitty! I wonder how she got there? I'll tell you! MEOW. Meeowww! One day, Mesus and Bad One spotted a poor kitten meowing in their yard. Mesus gave her a saucer of milk and she slept under a step in a shoebox. The next morning she had grown so big she didn't fit in her shoebox anymore! Meow? That night, Bad One gave her a bowl of milk and a laundry basket bed. The kitten grew as big as Bad One, and drank a full bottle of milk. Then she was as big as Mesus, and drank two bottles of milk! PURR. Soon it was Mesus and Bad One sleeping under the deck, and no more milk! Meow? Mesus and Bad One pondered their new friend's predicament. The answer came to them as soon as night fell… The Milky Way! Bad One fed the kitten evaported milk. They climbed on her, and up they bound! They passed the moon, they passed the planets, and they didn't stop until they found the Milky Way! Mesus and Bad One caught the first shooting star back home. But Sophia the Wonder Cat stayed in the sky forever, drinking milk whenever she was thirsty.)

mesus 12: the good life

Mesus and Bad One acclimate to their new environment. (prev | next)

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(They toiled, they rested. They grew stronger; better able to manage their shackles. Bad One made a mini-distillery. *steam* Mesus adapted it to turn sand into glass, and blew bottles through a rolled up leaf. That's teamwork! Tree fruit made an excellent breakfast, lunch, and dinner. They could also be pressed into a tasty beverage, and the leaves could be rolled into a relaxing smoke. Mesus built a tree house in the shade. At night they made constellations. Life certainly wasn't bad.)

mesus 11: a little hard work

Bad One acts fast to save their island from extinction. (prev | next)

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(It was hot and heavy. Mesus paced. *drag* *pull* Bad One played with his magnifying glass. *spin* *flip* The water was rising! Idealism, reality. The waters of reality were eating away at the shoreline. *nom nom nom* Mesus, quick, get your hammer. *dig* *scrape* *swing* After a little hard work, they felt comfortable their island would not be washed away under their feet, and so they rested.)