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MiSTed: The Tale of Fatty Raccoon, Chapter XVIII (1 / 1) [message #406173] Thu, 04 March 2021 16:33
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> XVIII
>
> THE LOGGERS COME

MIKE: Episode 18 ... I don't know, the Star Wars movies aren't doing it for me anymore.

>
> Fatty Raccoon was frightened;

CROW: By what? Everyone in the forest mocking him, Jimmy Rabbit shaving him, or Farmer Green's son trapping him?

> he had just waked up and he heard a
> sound

TOM: 'Waked up'?

> that was exactly like the noise Farmer Green and his hired man
> had made when they cut down the tall chestnut tree where he was
> perched.

MIKE: Major breakthrough in the tree-falling-in-a-forest problem.

>
> "Oh, Mother! What is it?" he cried.

CROW: 'Oh, Mother!'? Is Fatty dressed in a Lord Fauntleroy costume?

>
> "The loggers have come," Mrs. Raccoon said.

MIKE: Yup, this year's got brood-X cicadas and brood-IV loggers.


> "They are cutting
> down all the big trees in the swamp."

TOM: The final week of _Pogo_.

>
> "Then we'll have to move, won't we?" Fatty asked.

CROW: Picturing Fatty's family tromping off somewhere with a bunch of bindles.
TOM: Oh so cute!

>
> "No! They won't touch this tree," his mother told him.

MIKE: 'They signed my quitclaim deed, the fools!'

> "It's
> an old tree, and hollow---so they won't chop it down. It's only the good
> sound trees that they'll take."

CROW: Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

>
> "But I thought this was a good tree." Fatty was puzzled.

TOM: Fatty about to learn his home is actually on the wrong side of the deer tracks.

>
> "So it is, my son! It's a good tree for us.

CROW: Wallpaper peeling off.
MIKE: Cabinet falling loose in the pantry.
TOM: Raccoon infestation ... wait, wait.


> But not for the
> loggers. They would have little use for it."

CROW: But what if the loggers are just jerks?

>
> Fatty Raccoon felt better when he heard that.

MIKE: Just to be sure, Mom hires a spider to write out 'SOME RACC' in the branches.

> And he had a good
> deal of fun, peeping down at the loggers and watching them work.

TOM: Joking around with that Robin Williams Bat and watching the loggers summon that liquid ooze monster.

> But
> he took care that they should not see HIM. He knew what their bright
> axes could do.

CROW: They could curl his moustache!

>
> When night came Fatty had still more fun.

MIKE: More fun than watching loggers? Sure you can handle that, Fatty?

> When the loggers
> were asleep Fatty went to their camp in the woods beside the brook and
> he found many good things to eat.

TOM: Ah, playing his hits. Nice.

> He did not know the names of all the
> goodies;

CROW: 'My name's *Jimmy*!'
MIKE: 'Yeah, and I remember your barber shop!

> but he ate them just the same. He 'specially liked some
> potatoes which the careless cook had left in a pan near the open
> camp-fire.

TOM: Potatoes au gratin? In only fifteen minutes!

> The fire was out.

MIKE: It had errands in town but if you want to wait, I'll let you know when the fire gets back in.

> And the pan rested on a stump close
> beside it. Fatty Raccoon climbed up and crawled right inside the pan.

CROW: [ As Fatty ] 'FOUND ANOTHER THE MOON!'

> And
> after he had had one taste of those potatoes he grew so excited---they
> were so good---

TOM: They weren't *that* good. They were only *so* good.

> that he tipped the pan off the stump and the potatoes
> rolled right into the ashes.

MIKE: Oh no, the potatoes are getting dirt on them!

>
> Fatty had jumped to one side, when the tin pan fell.

CROW: [ muttering ] Tin pan ... alley ... all ... eat?
TOM: Needs work.
[ CROW grunts, agreeing ]


> It made a
> great clatter;

MIKE: Quick, rush to the window and see what's the matter!

> and he kept very still for a few moments, while he
> listened. But no one stirred.

CROW: Not even a mouse.

> And then Fatty jumped plump into the
> ashes.

TOM: Hey, Fatty wins a cricket tournament.

>
> WHEW! He jumped out again as fast as he could; for beneath the
> ashes there were plenty of hot coals.

MIKE: It's 'hot' as in 'spicy'. Don't be a food wimp.

> Fatty stood in them for not more
> than three seconds, but that was quite long enough.

TOM: Don't want to over-braise your raccoons.
MIKE: That's ... not braising.

> The bottoms of his
> feet burned as if a hundred hornets had stung them.

TOM: Is it parboiling?
MIKE: No, not even remotely.

>

TOM: Sous-vide?
MIKE: I'm not letting you cook anymore.

> He stood first on one foot and then on another.

CROW: And still had two feet to go!

> If you could
> have seen him you would have thought Fatty was dancing.

MIKE: It'd be a cakewalk if someone brought some cake.

> And you might
> have laughed, because he looked funny.

TOM: [ As Fatty ] 'Hey, I'm in actual pain here! Also I need potatoes.'

>
> But Fatty Raccoon did not laugh. In fact, he came very near
> crying.

MIKE: Jeez. This book was fun back when it was Fatty eating sweet corn.
CROW: Tom Batiuk wrote the back half.

> And he did not wait to eat another mouthful. He limped along
> toward home.

CROW: Loggers wake up to this scene and figure, job well done.

> And it was several days before he stirred out of his
> mother's house again. He just lay in his bed and waited until his
> burns were well again.

TOM: Mom writes a note to keep him home from Raccoon School.

>
> It was very hard.

CROW: I don't know, I wouldn't mind if I had never stirred from bed since 2015.

> For Fatty did not like to think of all those
> good things to eat that he was missing.

TOM: Like ... sausage and Duraflame logs.

> And he hoped the loggers would
> not go away before his feet were well again.

MIKE: And before he gets his new tongue installed.
TOM: It's wireless!


>
>

[ To be continued ... ]
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