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ClydeSight2.0!
Presents...
A Time Travel Clyde Mini-Epic!
THE IDIOCY AND THE ODDITY
(with apologies to Homer, the ancient Greek
Gods and Heroes,
and lovers of great literature everywhere!)
--Part II --
The ODDITY: An Epic Adventure!
Chapter Twenty-One:
TAIL's END:
THE RE-CORONATION OF CLYDESSEUS
Clydesseus
followed the attendant, wondering why he was receiving a delivery, or who it could
be from.
As they approached the front doors of the Palace (which had been restored to their
large golden selves), he could hear the sound of a MIDI band tuning up. There was
no mistaking from the mistaken notes who was doing the tuning. Only one band, the
Meowing Kitties, could be that disorganized. Clydesseus' eyes sparkled in wonder
and hope at the sound.
And as the great doors were opened, there, in the courtyard he saw his companions,
all alive and safe, and still in dire need of mewsical practice. They had
not perished in Poseidon's great whirlpool after all!
Hurries, the Messenger God, was standing by the door with his electronic clipboard.
"You Clydesseus, King of Hissica?" He asked while perusing the contents
of his clip board.
"You know I am!" Clydesseus replied.
"Don't think so! Last time I saw you, you were a maid!" Hurries
remarked. "Anyway, these," he gestured towards the elderly and somewhat
confused mewsicians, "came for you. Sign here." He held out the
clipboard.
Clydesseus was about to sign, when something told him, an instinct perhaps, to delay.
"I'd better check for shipping damage first." He replied.
"WHAT?!" Hurries snapped indignantly.
"Oh, hang on a moment, please Hurries?" Clydesseus asked.
"Fine, fine, just make it quick, I've got a job to do you know."
Clydesseus walked outside into the golden evening sunlight, overcome with emotion
at the sight of his friends.
He walked among them sniffing. "Akitties! Purrcules!" He cried out and
immediately they all embraced in many kitty rubs and head bumpings. The purring was
unbelievable.
"But, how... where did you guys come from?" Clydesseus asked, amazed at
the sight of them all.
"We
had a gig in the orient. Boy, they dig our mewsic there! We
even taped a cassette!"
Akitties explained. "Hurries came after one of our sell-out
concerts and said there was a gig we had to play; a special
performance had been requested for a high ranking official.
Well, it seemed like the pay would be good, so we said okay.
And now, here we are. You look cool man, really neat. How
come you haven't aged?"
"It's a long story." Clydesseus laughed and rubbed his best friend's neck.
"Hey, buddy, are you gonna sign for these cats or not?" Hurries demanded,
unmoved by the tender reunion.
"Oh, sure." Clydesseus replied, signing the register.
As they walked into the great hall (which had magically been restored to its original
condition), there was Penelopuss, waiting to greet them.
"Oh, my friends, my loyal friends! How good it is to see you again!" She
purred.
Akitties rushed to greet her, but then tripped on a small bag that was hanging about
his neck. Clydesseus helped him up.
"Funny, I don't recall that being there." Akitties mused.
"What is it?" Clydesseus asked, peering inside. "Smells like cat treats."
"Huh?" Akitties asked.
"Cat treats?? Wait a minute. Hurries, HURRIES!" Clydesseus screamed, rushing
for the door. He remembered the gift of Calliope Jane.
The Messenger God was just mounting his sky surfin' board when Clydesseus called.
"WHAT?!" He shouted back.
"I may have a job for you." Clydesseus offered, rushing out to meet him.
"Oh, well, in that case, I guess I can wait." The God dismounted his flying
platform.
Clydesseus sniffed the pouch o' treats carefully, and then, turning to his wife,
asked "Will you allow me to restore what was lost because of my foolishness,
lo so many years ago?"
"Oh, it wasn't entirely your fault, you know. What do you want me to do?"
Penelopuss asked.
"Eat one. I'm sure they're safe." He urged.
Cautiously, Penelopuss sniffed and then chewed one of the golden heart shaped treats.
It was delicious, so delicious, it made her feel young again. And the younger she
felt, the younger she became until, in mere moments, laughing with glee, she was
restored to her former self, as she was that fateful night of Clydesseus' leaving.
All the kitties jumped in the air at the sight, and Clydesseus knew what he had to
do. First he gave each Meowing Kitty a treat, and they grew young, then, rushing
out of the Palace to the tiny Grand Manor, he gave Shadow a treat, and Shadow grew
young.
Now, Clydesseus could do the math, and he knew how many treats he had given
away. Yet, his bag was still full. He returned to Hurries, who was growing
very impatient, and whispered in the his ear. The Messenger God giggled because
Clydesseus' whiskers tickled him. He put Clydesseus on the bow of his Sky
Surfin board and took off.
In an instant they were high in the air flying over Hissica.
"Yo,
yo, Yodeloleus!" Clydesseus called out, and instantly a huge wind came up and
blew the treats out of the bag. The bag was bottomless, so as Clydesseus and Hurries
soared through the air, it rained youth-restoring kitty treats all over the kingdom.
Down below, among the hills and valleys of Hissica, everything grew bright and shiny
and new. The old crops turned from brown to green and bought forth fruit and grain,
the olive groves burst with olives, the grass grew once more and the citizens, the
citizens of Hissica all grew young again, except for the children, who were already
young, so they didn't have to bother.
By the time they had landed, the Kingdom was its former self, filled with cheering,
happy subjects. "Long live the King!" They screamed in their joy as Clydesseus
walked among them. And there was dancing in the street.
Queen Penelopuss and Shadow bumped their heads together in a plan. They whispered
to each other, made gestures, and in moments had it all worked out. It was a secret
surprise for Clydesseus! Quickly, they spread the word to the mewsicians, who, upon
hearing the plan, all nodded and giggled with glee.
It would take a while to make the preparations, but the word was spread quickly throughout
the kingdom.
"Your majesty," Purrcules approached Clydesseus, "your subjects would
dearly love it if you would play a concert for them this evening. Do you think we
could?"
"Of course we can!" Clydesseus beamed with joy, "of course we can.
Let's make it a real feast, a party to end all parties! We'll invite everyone, and
there will be food and drink and laughter and song! Yes, yes, spread the word, tonight,
we shall have a grand celebration!" He smiled as no cat has ever smiled before.
"But," he continued, "there is something I must do first, or it won't
be a proper celebration. Ummm, Purrcules, can you handle the details here? I'll be
back in a little while."
"Of course, but where are you going?"
"You'll see when you see." Clydesseus called back as he trotted down the
Palace path.
Clydesseus walked outside and down to the beach. It was early evening and the sunset
was especially beautiful over the water. Clydesseus sat there pondering the wonders
of all that had happened, especially his good fortune at getting the puff-ball trick
to work again, and sighed. Then he looked down to see a small crab struggling in
the surf.
"So,
it all turned out fine after all." He said to the creature.
"Huh?" The crab replied.
"You heard me." Clydesseus winked.
"What do I care about you? I'm a crab." The crustacean remarked.
"I don't think so." Clydesseus said.
"No, really, I am. See, I've got claws, and all these legs. Hey, I've even got
a shell!" The crab argued.
"Really? For a minute, I thought you were somebody else." Clydesseus laughed.
"Oh, well we crabs get confused all the time. That's why we walk sideways, because
we're so confused and can never make up our minds if we're coming or going... So,
why are you sitting here on the beach when there's that great party planned at the
Palace?" The crab asked off-handedly.
"We're missing a guest." Clydesseus remarked. "And we simply cannot
start without him."
"Really? Who?" Asked the crab.
"You." Clydesseus answered.
"Hey, wait a minute, I don't like being asked for dinner!" The crab backed
off.
"Not for dinner, AT dinner. Come on." Clydesseus started up the beach with
the crab struggling behind.
"Wait," the crab panted, "why are you inviting me?"
"No celebration would be complete without our patron, Poseidon!" Clydesseus
laughed.
"You guessed?" the crab asked.
"I knew!" Clydesseus mewed. "I will always know you, because, you
see, I know who my friends are."
The crab laughed with a voice as deep as the sea itself, and morphed as only a God
in a computer simulation can, from the crab into the great, green Sea God himself,
standing high over Clydesseus. "I guess you have learned something after all."
He laughed, and picking up the adorable cat, carried him in his great and wonderful
arms to their celebration.
When they got to the Great Hall, both of their eyes widened in wonder. It was beautifully
decorated with gold and silver party decorations, and in the middle of the room,
finally freed from storage, was the great Throne of Hissica.
As Poseidon entered carrying Clydesseus (who was purring to beat the band), the busy
subjects quieted down and bowed solemnly.
"I think they have something to tell you." Poseidon whispered in Clydesseus'
ear.
"Your most royal majesty, and our rightful King." Penelopuss began. "We,
your loyal and loving subjects welcome you home! You have saved us from disaster,
and restored us to our youth. With your wise judgment, you have started a new golden
age. We are SO glad you're here! Will you ascend your rightful throne?"
Poseidon put Clydesseus gently down on the stone floor and took His place among the
crowd.
Clydesseus was overcome with emotion. He looked around, his tail twitching,
his eyes brimming with tears of gratitude and love. There were his loyal band,
the Meowing Kitties; there were his officers of state, led by Shadow; there
was Grand Master Henry Von Tudor and a troupe of acatamecians from Bffconia,
and there, shining among them was his beautiful son, Telephoneous.
"I..." he choked, "I hardly know what to say!" He looked at the
loving eyes of his devoted wife, he thought his heart would burst with love.
She went to his side and said gently as they walked to the throne, "I
have always loved you; I always will. WE always will, now and for ages yet
to come. Your name will shine in glory among the stars. You'll even become
famous on the Internet, even though I don't know what that is. But, don't
let that overwhelm you. Come, sit down now and collect yourself."
Clydesseus sat in the big soft seat once more.
Instantly, the band struck up a wonderful coronation MIDI tune and Shadow, dressed
in the regalia of state marched forward carrying the Golden Tuna Crown of Hissica,
which was shaped like a tuna fish.
While the MIDI band played, he gently placed the fish on Clydesseus' head and decreed.
"Long live our rightful King!" And as the music came to a smashing conclusion,
everyone shouted and cheered and applauded and screamed, and were overcome by emotions
even words cannot possibly describe.
The Re-Coronation of Clydesseus
The cheering went on for quite some time, but when it finally subsided, Clydesseus
rose, trying desperately to balance the fish on his head and decreed:
"From this day forth, let us always remember the lessons we have learned.
Let us remember that loyalty and faith are always rewarded. Let us remember
that love is eternal, and always new..." His voice trailed off when he
saw that the Gods, all of them, Hurries, Athena, Yodeloleus, Calliope Jane,
even great Zeus himself and Hera his wife, were in attendance, "And it
helps to have Gods for friends!" He winked at Poseidon who was just beaming
with pride. "Now, did someone say there was going to be a party? Come,
let the reveling begin!"
Everyone applauded and laughed and the merry making began.
The Meowing Kitties played the tunes from their new
album, and there was dancing and singing far into
the night. Never were kitties so happy as these!
When the party was over, and everyone was exhausted, they curled up in the
great hall, friends together.
As the candles burned themselves out, Clydesseus sang them to sleep with the
beautiful anthem, "Hissica".
They all joined in on the choruses, getting a sleepier and quieter each time,
until the only mewsic to be heard was the wonderful sound of contented purring.
And that is the most beautiful mewsic of all.
----------------- The End -----------------
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It is time to save reality
as we'd like to know it.
Here is the all-important historical question you must answer correctly to put time a-right and return history to normal:
Cats only purr when
they are contented.
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