Midday in Taxon, there is a special arrival.
Two very exceptionally large hamsters stand on the platform of the Sanctuary's arrival room. One, pale caramel with white underbelly and gray stripes, takes immediately to unconsciously preening itself before squeaking out triumphantly, "Oh! It workedThe other, white with exceptionally long white fur
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Sol, in the process of unpacking some of the files from his office in the greenhouse into his new office in the ...treehouse, stares at the tablet with a blank look those most familiar with him might recognize as his version of 'startled'.
"Am I stoned?" he asks, of no one in particular.
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The first, though, just squeaks and smiles as much as a hamster can smile and says, "Would you like to be?"
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"It wasn't on my to-do list." Forgive him; he's still trying to play mental catch up with the fact they've just been declared TiVo for hamsters. "I was really onto something with that dollhouse analogy," he murmurs, half to himself, and sets the folders in his hand down on the desk.
"What's the point of this, exactly?"
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"Not a dollhouse, silly," says the first with fore-paw to chubby cheek.
The second fusses happily with its long fur for a moment before nodding in agreement. "Also, it's quite classified. Certainly you understand."
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...oh, dear God. This absolutely convinces Leila that these aliens, or whatever they are, have really bizarre senses of humor.
"Uh--" How does one converse with these. She's decided she's absolutely got to (maybe she can glean some real, useful information out of it, if she's tenacious!) ask, but she is indeed taken aback. "Hello. Restrictions, you said?"
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"Yes," says the first. "Can't stand for that kind of disruption, nope. It isn't very nice."
The second nods. "Not at all! D'you know how many forms we had to file?"
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Leila is presently not aware of fanfic in general, much less the small amount that features her.
"I imagine it was pretty tiresome, yes. And you said you'd send him away, if it came to that...does that mean you'd send him home?"
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"Besides, this is home!"
"Lovely home. No place like it, we've heard. It's a saying."
"Have such nice ones, don't they?" says the first to the second, apparently having forgotten that they're talking to Leila in the first place.
"Oh, they do," and the second follows suit. "I like the one about apples."
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First, why are we here?
Second, why is this place based on Earth?
And finally, I would appreciate it if you could provide some animals from my world or more wildlife in general.
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"First!" The first takes it on. "'Cause we said so," it says, followed by a squeak and more giggling-type noises.
"Second," says the second seriously with a shake of its long fur, "'cause it was good reference. And we liked it. And we said so!"
There's more giggling (why? nobody knows) before they manage to calm themselves.
"What kind," asks the first, "of animals? And how many? And what'll you do for them?"
It should be mentioned that the last is said with a very distinct air of serious mischievousness, should those listening be able to hear that in hamster voices.
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I miss the apsis, the Tunk-poj, axehandle hound, the leucrocotta, the roperite, and many others. If you want, I could write down their names and give you a description? As for the amount, the forest here is a like a child's toy -- it looks the part, but with only one or two toy deer to play with. There ought to be enough there to make it a real place. It would be good for our morale and it would be good entertainment for any who want to watch.
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The first taps its shoulder and for a moment, they whisper hamster whispers into each others' ears, nodding and squeaking every so often. It doesn't take too long before they turn back to Doul.
"We'll think about it," says the first. "Our people will call your people, see you for lunch, yes yes. But deliberation first!"
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"Don't listen, do you?"
In a few minutes, possibly after all the transmissions are ended and over, Dick will find a 500 economy container of Q-tips in the middle of his bed. He's very welcome, ahead of time.
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The second shakes its head, then, "You are home. Where the heart is."
"Silly boy."
"Very silly."
"D'you think we'd really send you anywhere?" The first titters a little with that, then squeaks. "You're here or you're not. In or out, up or down. No sending. It's very simple."
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"What sort of restrictions?" He has a list a mile long, but it's a good place to start.
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The first nods in agreement. "One at a time, in a nice and orderly fashion."
"Can't have it all going up with BOOM again now can we? Not that much boom."
"Nope, not at all. We've had quite enough of that paperwork, Mister Godric, and we'd like to not have it again."
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"I assume that means that no one will be able to create explosives of that caliber in the future. What about the less widespread threats? Angelus, for example. I suppose you find that sort of thing entertaining?" Anger is beginning to bleed back into his voice.
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The second claps! Good job, Godric! "Got it in one, you did! Very smart. 'Course you're smart."
"Angelus is fun," says the first, which is probably not at all what Godric wants to hear. "Does the shake-up and shimmy and everyone scurries. He makes good incentive!"
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