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doc_destructoAfter some light discussion the other day with the Wif, I decided to try my hand at writing a story about Kiddo's ever-present companions, Fluffy (the Elephant) and Bear-bear (the, you guessed it, Bear). Being the weirdo that I am, I immediately had visions of Teddy Roosevelt and Dr. Bearbear engaged in intellectual debate akin to the following:
"Rawr!"
"Bully!"
"Rawr!"
"Bully!"
"Rawr?"
"Bully?"
"Raaaawr."
"Bully."
Yeah, I seem stuck in the early 1900's. What can I say? (Other than most of the novels and serials written during those times have fallen into the Public Domain! HAH! Fluffy and Bearbear in OZ!)
But here's a longer text of where my own absurdist Winnie-the-Poohs are coming from:
The Misadventures of Fluffy and Bearbear
Mr. Fluffy and Dr. Bearbear were small stuffed animals in the employ of one Cayden Matthew Rigdon. So
trusted were they, that one often remarked how Mr. Rigdon seemed to have them in tow everywhere he went.
You see, while it was not uncommon in those days for a young man-about-town like Cayden Rigdon to have
stuffed animals, it was quite remarkable that Mr. Fluffy and Dr. Bearbear accompanied him wheresoever he
went.
This was largely do to their combined expertise in the field of Many Things. Dr. Bearbear was a soft,
plush little bear with slick brown cloth and white feet and nose. He'd studied with the finest minds in the
Arts and Bearmanities. Dr. Bearbear was fond of painting and Newtonian physics.
Mr. Fluffy, on the other hand, was a world-season elephant with furry gray ears, feet and trunk. His
scuffed eyes told of rough passage and numerous run-ins with the laundry. Where Dr. Bearbear advised on
academics, it was Mr. Fluffy Cayden consulted on culture, society and the importance of hygiene.
It is worth noting that though Mr. Fluffy and Cayden seemed to have bonded quite strongly through similar
interests and personalities, Dr. Bearbear bore no resentment using the quiet interludes to further his
studies.
Yeah, I could be working on my thrilling epic about heroism through the ages, or that thing with those people. And yet I've already finished the first story. How cool is that?
"Rawr!"
"Bully!"
"Rawr!"
"Bully!"
"Rawr?"
"Bully?"
"Raaaawr."
"Bully."
Yeah, I seem stuck in the early 1900's. What can I say? (Other than most of the novels and serials written during those times have fallen into the Public Domain! HAH! Fluffy and Bearbear in OZ!)
But here's a longer text of where my own absurdist Winnie-the-Poohs are coming from:
The Misadventures of Fluffy and Bearbear
Mr. Fluffy and Dr. Bearbear were small stuffed animals in the employ of one Cayden Matthew Rigdon. So
trusted were they, that one often remarked how Mr. Rigdon seemed to have them in tow everywhere he went.
You see, while it was not uncommon in those days for a young man-about-town like Cayden Rigdon to have
stuffed animals, it was quite remarkable that Mr. Fluffy and Dr. Bearbear accompanied him wheresoever he
went.
This was largely do to their combined expertise in the field of Many Things. Dr. Bearbear was a soft,
plush little bear with slick brown cloth and white feet and nose. He'd studied with the finest minds in the
Arts and Bearmanities. Dr. Bearbear was fond of painting and Newtonian physics.
Mr. Fluffy, on the other hand, was a world-season elephant with furry gray ears, feet and trunk. His
scuffed eyes told of rough passage and numerous run-ins with the laundry. Where Dr. Bearbear advised on
academics, it was Mr. Fluffy Cayden consulted on culture, society and the importance of hygiene.
It is worth noting that though Mr. Fluffy and Cayden seemed to have bonded quite strongly through similar
interests and personalities, Dr. Bearbear bore no resentment using the quiet interludes to further his
studies.
Yeah, I could be working on my thrilling epic about heroism through the ages, or that thing with those people. And yet I've already finished the first story. How cool is that?
