Thread: Under the ice
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Old September 11th 17, 10:39 PM posted to rec.pets.cats.community
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Default Under the ice

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As the steam works from the inside, more and more melty slush
becomes available...

Iowna shivvers though as a bit of ice falls. They need to
reinforce the tunnel. She thinks hard then an idea appears. She
grabs Franchesca for a consult.

They need an arch with hard ice in wedges, cut just so, to keep
the new opening able to hold the weight of the snow/ice above.
Iowna draws out plans and rhwy start cutting the right ice to
angles and keystones.


Zoot gathers some buddies around Iowna. They help cut ice to
blocks. Iowna explained they need old hard ice, not new snow ice.

They chop it and scoot it with their feets. Daisy-chan and bitty
kitties use their claws to shape it. Keystones are carefully slid
in to hold it all in place then they start the next set. This
tunnel will not collapse again once they dig it out.

They now have 12 feet of an estimated 20 archway that needs to be
done. They can hear kittah feet on the other end removing slush as
steam warms it.

Cash as emergency deputy doggie uses a cataporter to the other side
and explains arches. A very important kittah inside has him bring
Iowna in to show arch stones.

Iowna and Daisy-chan port over and show it and production starts on
the inner side.

Iowna shivvers and the venerable kittah notes it. He's a bit
chilled too. 'Hi, I am Roscoe. We've been here so long, that I am
not sure what you are but maybe old legends say you are a rescue
doggie?'

Iowna sniffs Roscoe in a friendly way then a bare lick at the nose
and nodds. She starts to speak but a big sneeze happens first then
she shivvers a bit.

Roscoe takes her to a warm pool of water for a drink, then a soft
bed of blankets made of cat fur pounded to felt and covered with a
knitted blanket. Roscoe yawns as Iowna cuddles in and decides he's
not a racist so cuddles in with her to keep her warm. His last
thought that night as he cuddles into her warmth (and her into his)
is that the tunnel will be safe and open when they wake up. The
music of their purrs and snores is unique there but it fits.

ssnnnooozzzeee


Kitties, doggies, and penguins continue to melt icefall with the
steam hose, and excavate the loose blocks that fall around them. With
the architectural support taught by Iowna, the newly reopening
tunnel continues to grow, betting reinforced as it goes.

After what seems like an eternity but is likely only half a day or
so, the ice wall collapses entirely and reveals the kitty team
digging from the other side. As the two teams meet, the workers on
both sides realize that the two groups are strangers to each other.
Each team puts out a call to their leaders, and soon Fernando arrives
accompanied by Iad and Morgana.

Iad and Morgana immediately recognize the leaders of the other team
as Second Workd kitties.

Iad: Zacck, is that you?

Zacck: Yeppers! How did you get on that side? And who are these
kitties - umm, and penguins and goggies?

[Iad makes a call on his catellite phone. A few minutes later a very
old kitty arrives, along with two assistants. ]

Fernando, I'd like to introduce you to FluffMuzzle. He's our head
librarian and archivist. I think you might find what he has to say
interesting!

Fluffmuzzle: Err, Fernando, is it? Welcome! Aed told me of the trip
they had planned to try to help you all with the iceberg issue. I and
my assistants have been poring over the archives. We have found tales
from our antiquity that speak of Second World kitties communing with
kitties from a land of ice and fire. We have always assumed these
tales were mere myth, but it now appears that they were true. Us of
the Second World used to trade and visit with your community on a
regular basis. But a very long time ago, many, many generations ago,
the passageway connecting our two worlds collapsed. Workers on our
side were unable to dig out the collapsed portion, and knowlege of
your land passed from the common memory.

Fernando: We too have legends like this! Our legends speak of regular
trade wif kitties living in homes that aren't cut from the ice. But
we also assumed these were just fantasies. This is too cool!

[Fernando and FluffMuzzle sit down to talk and reestablish trade
between their communities. Whle they do, Second World kitties swarm
into the Antarctic tunnels, and Antarctic kitties dash into the
Second World kitties to explore and meet new friends. Sammy finally
appears and meows loudly.]

Sammy: Everybody, we'z laid out a banquet to celebrate deze
communities getting in touch again. Up in da ballroom we'z set up a
bunch of tables and benches and cushions, an FluffyKitz has set out a
buffet of roast beast, grilled ear of sooven, grilled salmonfishies,
duckbird, chicken, and a whole bunch of other goodies. Anyone who is
innerested, come on along! You'z all invited - Antarctic kitties,
Second World kitties, First World community kitties, goggies,
penguins, and whoever or whatever else wants to join usses.


Roscoe and Iowna wake to the happy calls. Being both elderly, they
head to the kitty powder room first, then join the group. Iowna checks
the keystones of the arches and nodds in satisfaction. They will last
for centuries.

FluffMuzzle corners her to fill in some archives and they happily
wander off discussing the mathmatics of it all as he jots notes down
and measures things until he understands the proportions and can
recreate them. Roscoe chuckles then sees a big tan and white male
doggie next to him doing same as he watches them wander off.

They turn to one another to greet when both of their tummies rumble.
"I'm Cash, lets go eat!". "I'm Roscoe, this way!" as they follow their
noses.





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