"Tell me, brother mine," Fred said a moment after they stepped
into that clearing, "that you are seeing the same thing I am
seeing."
"Well, that depends," George replied. "Are you seeing a distinct
lack of snow and an overabundance of out-of-season plant life,
complete with the smell of flowers and fresh grass?"
"That I am," Fred confirmed.
"Then I am seeing the same thing you are seeing." George
shrugged off his heavy jacket. "And I am feeling a rather
summery temperature, which I suspect you are as well."
"Indeed I am." And Fred slipped off his jacket as well. "I
can't help but wonder who might be behind this amazing piece of
magic."
George stepped to the center of the clearing and slowly turned
about in place. "Forget that. D'you think we might be able to
copy it for a wheeze?"
"You might, at that," a new voice said. Perched on a rock that
had a moment before been unoccupied was a black tomcat. "Hiya,
boys," it said brightly, mouth opening into a very human-looking
smile.
The twins looked at the cat, then at each other, and a pair of
wide grins spread across their faces. "Brilliant!" they said
together. "Who's doing this? And what spell are you using to
make the cat talk?" George added.
"T'ain't a trick, McGee." The cat was gone, replaced by what
looked like a cross between a man and a rabbit, five feet tall
and grey and white in color. The only clothes it wore were,
oddly, a pair of white gloves. It took a bite out of a carrot
which it suddenly held in its left hand. "Let me tell you guys,
I been lookin' for coupla jokers like you."
-- Bob
---------
Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
into that clearing, "that you are seeing the same thing I am
seeing."
"Well, that depends," George replied. "Are you seeing a distinct
lack of snow and an overabundance of out-of-season plant life,
complete with the smell of flowers and fresh grass?"
"That I am," Fred confirmed.
"Then I am seeing the same thing you are seeing." George
shrugged off his heavy jacket. "And I am feeling a rather
summery temperature, which I suspect you are as well."
"Indeed I am." And Fred slipped off his jacket as well. "I
can't help but wonder who might be behind this amazing piece of
magic."
George stepped to the center of the clearing and slowly turned
about in place. "Forget that. D'you think we might be able to
copy it for a wheeze?"
"You might, at that," a new voice said. Perched on a rock that
had a moment before been unoccupied was a black tomcat. "Hiya,
boys," it said brightly, mouth opening into a very human-looking
smile.
The twins looked at the cat, then at each other, and a pair of
wide grins spread across their faces. "Brilliant!" they said
together. "Who's doing this? And what spell are you using to
make the cat talk?" George added.
"T'ain't a trick, McGee." The cat was gone, replaced by what
looked like a cross between a man and a rabbit, five feet tall
and grey and white in color. The only clothes it wore were,
oddly, a pair of white gloves. It took a bite out of a carrot
which it suddenly held in its left hand. "Let me tell you guys,
I been lookin' for coupla jokers like you."
-- Bob
---------
Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.