CHAPTER III
Life Advice from a Large-as-life Man
Rolling hills draped in pattered greens gently rocked to and fro behind the beach, moistened from mist carried on the winds gentle fingers from depths of the ocean waters. Clover flowers reached to the sky and turned their faces to the wind as the sun rose up from across the shivering waves, long shadows stretching across pellets of sand caused by towering pines from the other side of a developing city.
The pool water was beginning to warm, to the delight of a Jegging-clad creature who had set himself a throne on its bottom. The fishes were beginning to dart about as sunlight parted the branches of distant oaks and gently probed the chilling pond. Morning had risen from the east, and a clock-tower chimed the hour from somewhere in the city, too far to be heard, but near enough to be remembered as darkness ran for cover behind the hills, and the world opened up to the light of a new day.
Big the cat sat beside the pond wrapped in a blanket, giving life advice to the gorillion male, as his friend Froggy ran about jumping at dragonflies. "You know.." he was saying, his gaze long and distant as his mind waded through memory and grasped at past events. "My momma always told me, that life was like a box of chocolates." large purple lips curling at the thought, Big smiled and rolled on in his ghetto accent. "You never know whatchur gonna get."
Jackson Louis Morgan (in case you forgot his full name..), shivered in the pool water and metaphorical goose-bumps ran up the length of his spine and across his flushed face. "Its not like that anymore then? Is that what you're saying?" he looked at Big honestly, but his voice sounded sarcastic. "Thuh heck?" Big replied after a moment, mildly confused! "bluh-buu-bu... What?!" he shook his head as if to rid his mind of a bad thought, and Jackson face-palmed with his 'blue' hand. He pressed his lips together and said shakily, "Y-you said w-aas.. instead of I-i-is" Big frowned now. "Look." he said, and crossed his arms. "I don't question what my momma told me." he visibly thought for at least 1 minute. "But if thats how you take it.." he sounded reluctant.
Jackson sighed, preparing to stand up. "I guess I should get ou-OW!" he flinched in pain and fell back onto his bottom. "Whoa, hold on bronco." Big said, unwrapping his blankie & standing to his feet, which made Jackson a good amount jealous. "I suppose we oughta get that fish off you." Big knelt down at the side of the pond and reached his thick hand into the icy waters. "Dang thats cold!" he exclaimed, and WRAPPED his entire hand around the fishes jaw, gently prying its teeth out of Jackson's BUTT. Jackson ShriEKed and JUMPED straight out of the pool and fell face first onto the BEACH. Big sighed.
"Why'd you do that Jacky?" he asked, his voice QUITE ghetto. Jackson rolled over, sobbing now. "You know big," he said, ignoring the man's question. "It's just like love... this fish. And what it did to me." The large cat stumbled over, wringing out his wet arm, he then helped the Jegged fellow to his feet. "Well Jackson.." he began, "When love bites you in the butt.." as Jackson got to his feet, the man looked around into the yellow light of morning. "I suppose all you can do is bite back." Jackson's tears ceased instantly, and his gaze lost contact with anything in particular, he also looked up as if those words meant something great. "wow" he silently whispered.
~~LUV Bites~~
The afternoon sun went arollin' across the sky (like a country boys heart-broken melodic drawl), evaporating the misty morning clouds with great, sweeping licks of its tongue... I mean.. rays. It settled itself directly above Shadow Darkspot's 'campground' and unceremoniously dried up some tangerine skins. "Hello, sun of mine, hello, hello, HELLO!" Shadow sang happily, squeezing his PLUMP rear out of his 'house'. He began stomping down his driveway again, continuing to till the earth with his large, clunky feet. He paused at his painted stone (the one that looked like his ex husband's FACE) and picked up his discarded tobacco. He chewed on it for a few minutes before shaking his head and spitting it back out. "No good, no good! I need to find some new stuff..." He swaggered on down the neighborhood, swinging his apple butt as he went, and stopped when something SHINY caught his eye. "OMG!" he exclaimed after he bent to pick it up, his rear SHOVED high in the AIR. "A penny and a dime!" He went on swaggering again, this time bobbing his head to some internal tune/beat. "Finders keepers, losers weepers! I said finder's keepers losers weepers!" His spikes shot up for a moment, the sides of his head looking strangely shaved before they settled down again. "I can buy myself some NEW toobaccie with this ess aytche eye." He nodded his head and SMOLDERED at all the old ladies sitting on their front porches, puffing his chest out to continue his swagger once more.