a thumpin' good time

the time passed pleasantly aboard the venusian ship, but much too quickly. that's the problem with travel between places. inevitably you feel a bit out of touch, out of sorts, out of place, and you're always uprooting yourself from a known and thrusting yourself into the unknown. not that that can't be fun. but for us, it had been rather exhausting. i was hoping that i could just relax for awhile, and not have to be on guard. i was comfortable with the venusians, but knew that our time with them was bound to be short...and so little thoughts disturbed my slumber. pyong slept hardly a wink, so busy was she with her new venusian friends. (we have different ways of dealing with stress. pyong throws herself into other activities so that she doesn't have to think about it, and i, well, you know what i do. BROOD.) i think as first contacts from earth, and ambassadors as well, we're rather first class. now, if only earth was comfortable being represented by super-intelligent rabbits...but that remains to be seen. regardless of our social skills, i think earth's inhabitants, specifically the humans, would rather see us safely secured in a lab, attached to machines that go BING, and eventually dissected to satisfy some sadistic scientist's morbid curiosity. why DO they destroy everything they touch? do they think it's going to come back? they dream of DNA encased in amber, but their own lives are too short to really appreciate extinction.

and then one misty, dewy, chilly autumn morning we arrived. the venusians set their ship to orbit earth, undetected by the humans monitoring or hoping to monitor things like that. and we set off in a little skimmer with a couple of venusians for crew. they set us down softly in an alleyway behind our house and we shivered in a clump of weeds by the trash cans as we considered our home. "when i left my home and my family, i was no more than a boy...in the company of strangers..." pyong and i looked back at the venusians, who were watching us. and we stood on our hind legs as they closed up the hatch and prepared to return to their ship. our goodbyes perfumed the morning air, which suddenly smelled of sadness and loss, but also faintly of hope and good luck. a person trudging down the alley fairly stumbled as she passed through it. who knows what she had been feeling before...but now, this odd mixed feeling was singing in her brain, and she went off tears streaming down her face, but smiling. and so were we - like sunshine peeking through a rainstorm. goodbye, venusians...

and when they were gone, pyong and i looked at each other. so that's that, then...there was nothing left to do but go inside.

"i feel a tigger-like excitement coming over me, pyong."

"ooh, and what is that like, pray tell, powder-b?"

"well, pyong, 'the wunnerful thing about tiggers is tiggers are wunnerful things. their tops are made out of rubber, their bottoms are made out of springs. they're bouncy troucy, flouncy, pouncy, fun fun fun fun fun...'"

"yes, i see what you mean." and she did see, for we raced into the house together, i hit the door slightly before pyong and nudged the molecules to the side, and we both raced for our person, who we knew was probably still sleeping in her bed. we jumped onto the bed and bounced along the jumble of bedclothes and sleeping person limbs and there was some movement, some mumbled groaning as the person was rather rudely awakened by our exuberant entrance. but when we got to the head and were preparing to lick our person into full awareness...pyong stopped and suddenly went still.

"POWDER..." she whispered, "THIS IS NOT OUR PERSON."

we carefully investigated the person lying there, and it was soon very obvious to both of us that it was indeed, NOT OUR PERSON. we left off our investigation of the person and moved on to the rest of the apartment, where we noted other differences...the most shocking after our person's disappearance, was of course the absence of our cages. we were gone, she was gone, and there was not a trace left of any of us.

posted by: barkalot at 08:32 | link | comments (2) |

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#1  20 October 2004 - 09:03

 

oh dear.

and a hopping wild ride of bunny emotions in such a short time span, as well.

limine

#2  20 October 2004 - 09:48

 

haha!
uh oh...

BanzaiDescent

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