Filed at the edge of the Retreat’s meadow, where grass glows strangely blue after sundown.
By Raine Solara, who watched Tubby cry into a milk jug.
By Raine Solara, who watched Tubby cry into a milk jug.
For all the chaos swirling through the Retreat aliens, cat conspiracies, and monkey jukebox cults no one expected Tubby to cry.
But tonight, he did.
Openly.
Audibly.
Near the pasture, where his beloved pet cow, Mellowbell, once grazed among the mushrooms and the windchimes.
THE ABDUCTION
According to Tubby’s tearful recollection:
Mellowbell “mooed twice, then levitated.”
A soft green light opened above her.
Tubby tried to hold her tail but it slipped through his fingers like stardust.
One final look at those gentle bovine eyes, full of trust and confusion... then gone.
Mellowbell “mooed twice, then levitated.”
A soft green light opened above her.
Tubby tried to hold her tail but it slipped through his fingers like stardust.
One final look at those gentle bovine eyes, full of trust and confusion... then gone.
The only thing left behind?
A perfectly round patch of scorched grass and a cowbell still faintly vibrating.
DR. PARALLAX WEIGHS IN
“Cattle are emotionally resonant. Beings from the Fourth Graze Quadrant find them... comforting. Mellowbell may be royalty now.”
“Cattle are emotionally resonant. Beings from the Fourth Graze Quadrant find them... comforting. Mellowbell may be royalty now.”
Soni found etchings on the cowbell glyphs that match the ones Rachel saw glowing behind the jukebox during the monkey incident.
And Casey insists she heard Mellowbell mooing in the key of F#m through the Basement speakers last night.
IS THERE HOPE?
Tubby believes she’ll return.
He lights a lantern every night at 2:22am, "Mellowbell’s favorite time" and whispers:
“Moo once if you’re near, twice if you're queen of the cosmos.”
Tubby believes she’ll return.
He lights a lantern every night at 2:22am, "Mellowbell’s favorite time" and whispers:
“Moo once if you’re near, twice if you're queen of the cosmos.”
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