Escape from Hat by Adam Kline

Author:Adam Kline
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2020-01-29T00:00:00+00:00

(Though unable to voice their joy, lacking in vocal cords of course, the fireflies were pleased as well. The fireflies had been courting, you see, long ago, in the world that has a sun. And over time, the two had fallen in love and been married. But the he-fly lived on only a modest income, and a honeymoon abroad was quite beyond his means. So the he-fly and the she-fly had decided to leave their accommodations to chance and simply go on a walkabout prior to settling down. So it was that they had come to rest in a hat, with rather unexpected results. And soon enough, they found themselves placed in an earthen jug, which certainly had its charms but lacked in adequate closet space. When the she-fly revealed that she was with child, her husband was overjoyed, to be sure. But his true love’s talk of a cozy nest, where her nesting instinct might reach suitable fruition, worried him to the point of desperation. When his children finally came, one after another after several dozen more, quarters became very tight indeed.

Yet now, before them, was a great mane of tousled hair, warm and wholly inviting, where the pair could raise their young and live happily ever after. The she-fly even thought they might build a little cottage, with a white picket fence, and the he-fly announced that he would go to the local shelter and adopt a flea. His wife agreed, on condition that her husband look after its droppings.)

The monster sighed in quiet reverie, enchanted by the light, then abruptly remembered his manners. And turning to the tiny brown rabbits standing betwixt his toes, he spoke in humble tones.

“Hello,” he said. “I am a cave monster, and my name is Gordon.”

“Hello,” said Leek, smiling. “My name is Leek, and this is my guide, Morel.”

“They’re wonderful, aren’t they?” whispered Gordon. “Little dancing lights.”

“Marvelous,” agreed Leek. “My boy, Cecil Bean, loves fireflies, too.”

“Just a moment,” interrupted Morel. “What kind of cave monster are you, anyway? Every cave monster I’ve ever heard of would have eaten us by now! Why, we heard your roars and growls many leagues from here, deep in the Jungle Prime Evil!”

“Oh, those weren’t roars or growls,” said Gordon rather shyly. “Those were moans of fear.”

“Fear!” gasped Morel. “But you’re a cave monster, ten times the size of any Dimmer-Dammer in existence, with horns and great big muscles! What in all of Hat has such a mighty beast to fear?”

“Well, you see,” said Gordon in his most timid voice, “I am afraid of the dark.”

Cecil Bean was not afraid of the dark, but he had to admit that it did make sandwich construction difficult. The trunk in which he’d stowed away was relatively comfortable, all things considered, but he had reached the last of his provisions and certainly didn’t want to waste them. There’s little worse than a poorly constructed sandwich, and Cecil was a stickler when it came to sandwiches. So he concentrated very hard as he constructed his.

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