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A Weekend With Orko: Teatime
When Orko and Furaha got home that afternoon, it was already three o’clock. And that meant it was time for tea and cake. Orko would put on a record and wait for Furaha to head back into the living room with a plate of cupcakes and cucumber sandwiches. The record at the moment was playing Nat King Cole, mostly starting from Furaha’s favourite song by that artist, ‘Deed I Do’.
Furaha sang and danced about the kitchen like a bear in the jungle whilst getting tea ready. She made the sandwiches with white bread and fresh cucumbers and cheese and cut them into rectangular slices. Then she got out four of her favourite chocolate cupcakes with pink icing and placed them on the tray beside the sandwiches. She next got out her favourite yellow teapot and teacups and poured some nice delicious hot chocolate - a good exchange for tea if it tastes sour to taste buds - and added small pink and white marshmallows to it.
Back in the living room, Rocky, their dog, was lazily looking out the window at all the cars and buses and lorries passing by. He was the sort of dog who liked to watch everything that went on. I guess you could call him a ‘watchdog’! Ha, I can hear Orko already laughing from that joke. “I know, Rocky, I know, you’ll get your tea soon.” Rocky quickly turned round with a wild houndy smile on his face. His favourite - a nice juicy dog bowl full of sausages! Drool dripped from his tongue, and he barked happily.
“Orko! Teatime!” called Furaha from the kitchen as she grooved in carrying the whole tray of sandwiches, cakes and hot chocolate. “Oh boy! Our favourite tea!” cheered Orko. Furaha was not just an excellent jazz musician and piano player, but also a good cook, and when she presented the tea for Orko to admire, he was already licking his shadowed chops with a visible tongue, which you saw during the horrible time he was forced to perform at Prince Adam’s birthday party. We can’t talk about THAT now, can we?
As Furaha and Orko enjoyed their tea, Furaha busily said, “Ah, weekends are good, aren’t they? Free time to play the piano any time and nobody to force us into those strict English boarding schools.” “Furaha…we don’t go to school.” said Orko. “Oh.” munched Furaha. “By the way, did you hear about the Penguin Summer Competition they’re hosting?” “Oh, a competition where they host a penguin that’s best dressed for the Summer?” asked Orko. Furaha almost choked on her sandwich, giggling at the thought. “No, I meant a competition hosted by those little chocolate bars with penguins on the wrappers. We have some in the fridge. They’re hosting it at the funfair today.” “Chocolate bars can’t just stand on two legs and give away prizes with their arms and hands.” joked Orko. “No, they can’t,” laughed Furaha, “But what they can do is wait to get eaten.” “Like those sandwiches you make, they’re great!” chomped Orko, taking another sandwich from the tray, “Mmmm, you should make some of these more often.” “I already have,” said Furaha, “And I feel plenty with all those sandwiches on my pallet.” “But you’re not full up yet!” “I know. Tell you what - after tea, we should dance to piano music playing on the gramophone. How does that sound?” “Would I ever!” said Orko, “It’s the best weekend ever!”
So after tea, Furaha put on some groovy swing piano music and she and Orko got up and danced away to work off their sandwiches and cakes. Rocky danced with them, bouncing around them like a hyena on too much sugar. They waltzed, tangoed, and even danced crazily around the living room, as the jazzy overtones of Wynton Marsarlis bounced off the walls of the living room. Orko was clumsy for a few moments and knocked some vinyl records over, but Furaha cleaned it all up using her tail.
As the sun was setting, to wind down, Furaha got to her piano and played some chilled out, sometimes emotional music. Orko sat next to her, quite content, hearing this soulful, tearful music fill up the room. Rocky lounged on the sofa, his paw hanging off the edge as he fell asleep. “This is the best music I’ve ever heard,” smiled Orko under his shadowed face. “Hey, while we’re on the subject, can we go to Cupcakes 2 Love next weekend? It’s just down the road. I hear they make lovely afternoon teas. And then, once we’ve done that, we could go swimming with Claudia and Ginger again. Got that?” “Mmmm,” agreed Furaha, and her music played longingly until 9PM, when it was time for both of them to go to bed.
Arctic Wonderland: Sliding Downhill
Orko, Optimus and I climbed over the huge, snowy hill and looked into the distance. We could see the whole Arctic laden out before us, like a 3D module of a plan an ice builder would make. The icebergs and hills and seas around were shrouded in a cottony mist, and Orko’s ears flapped in the wind. My ears and fur flapped too. “Wow…” I gasped. “This is our world?” Optimus nodded gently. “We care for the ice, nourish its creatures and protect its beauty. As long as we stay together, nothing will ever happen to our land. And guess what?” “What?” Orko and I both asked together.
In response, Optimus playfully pushed us down the hill. We began tumbling down, squealing and laughing in joy, as Optimus leapt onto the edge of the hill and began sliding down on his metallic back. “Wheeeeeeee!!” Orko and I cried out in joy as we slid all the way downhill, Optimus following behind. It was as if he wanted to be a young Autobot again. I felt such thrill and ecstasy that I wanted to do it all over again once I reached the bottom.
So we did, and we continued laughing and shouting like crazy as we tumbled down the snowy hill, sliding on the ice like it was a slippery silver water slide. Except that it was all snow. Once we reached the bottom again, we all started laughing in joy, and Orko and I cuddled each other to keep ourselves warm from the cold.
Then, we felt someone sweep us up in his giant arms. Optimus Prime, of course, hugged and cuddled us, keeping us safe and warm even outside our cosy cave. Optimus lay there with us in his arms, protecting us like he was our father. A father who could let us play in the snow forever.
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Caring Comfort: Fishing In The River
Furaha waded across the river, her little paws splashing and making little white waves as she gazed at her reflection in the water. She looked back, and saw that Optimus and Wizardmon were already watching her proudly. Immediately she started to go crazy and run about the water, splashing and laughing like there was no tomorrow.
When she ducked down into the river, she emerged with a fish in her mouth. “Good job!” called Wizardmon, “You seem to have the hang of it now!” “Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm,” muffled Furaha, who actually meant “Thank you very much.” through her muffling. Suddenly, someone began to splash her, making the young cub throw her fish out onto the land. Wizardmon went over to the freshly-caught fish and placed it into his knapsack.
Furaha looked around and saw Orko and Gatomon giggling away. “Oi! What’s happening? I just caught a perfect catch!” said Furaha, an adorable look of annoyance on her face. “We thought we could join in too,” said Gatomon, “So we don’t get left behind.” Furaha thought for a moment. Then, she smiled and splashed Orko, who wailed in joy. “The more the merrier!” she cried. Orko and Gatomon cheered excitedly and all of them began splashing each other as the watching Optimus and Wizardmon laughed proudly.
Furaha couldn’t be happier to have two very special siblings by her side. Usually, cats are afraid of water, but Gatomon felt the pride in herself in enjoying the water so much. Orko didn’t mind the water, even if it got his clothes wet. The three friends splashed about in the river, splashing each other, lying in the cool water and engaging in soft, gentle hugs to show their father and uncle they care about each other.
When they were not playing in the water, they were chasing each other and tumbling about in the grass. Furaha’s laughter felt like music to Optimus’ earplates, and Wizardmon felt proud seeing Gatomon play with Orko and his sister. Then, it was Optimus’ turn to play his part. “Ssssshhh,” he whispered to Wizardmon, who laughed quietly.
Furaha, Orko and Gatomon went to hide behind a large rock near the river, giggling loudly, as Optimus sneaked up behind them…and GRABBED them playfully! Furaha, Orko and Gatomon screamed in joy as Optimus gave them a ride on his shoulders across the valley, and back to the river, where he fell into the water and hugged his three children.
Wizardmon wished he could join them. “Maybe next time,” he said as he made his way back to the palace.