One day, in the happy (if inane) land of the colorbears on Notearth, it rained. This rain was not like anything the colorbears had ever seen before. A happy (if not intelligent) lot, they had no real need for nourishment or meta (H2Q, the Notearth analogue to water.) They had clouds, sometimes when they wanted them, but the clouds had never done anything so strange before. They changed from monochrome to multicolored and started spitting meta (previously not known to the bears.) The flowers liked the meta. They grew from this size to this.
After the meta, the colorbears noticed some interesting developments.
Note of Explanation: When colorbears are born they have little bear bodies but because all they eat is honey and occasional meta, they never grow. When a colorbear thinks it's mature enough to leave that body it finds some minds inhabiting a grown body and asks if it can move in. They all sort of meld into one semi-personality which changes as old members die and new ones move in. The outgrown baby bodies are thrown away or kept as souvenirs.
- They smelled better. Thousands of years did not do much for the cleanliness of colorbear fur (after a colorbear dies, a new one uses the body, because the entire land of colorbears only has about twenty colorbear bodies, which must continually be reused. Since there are more than twenty colorbears, many of them share one body, but never in the same family because that would be too weird.) (1)
- Their trademark monument, which was made out of something like paper but even thinner, disintegrated. They tried to make a new one out of wood, but for some reason it kept coming out upside down. (Uffy, the painter, had held the model upside down.) So they made it out of paper and hoped it wouldn't meta again any time soon.
- The meta washed a lot of honey out of the trees, so that notearth became the land of meta and honey (which again, didn't do much for their cleanliness.)
Meteorology update: Fluffy and Muffy are the two meteorologists in Colorbearland. (According to episode #1, Fluffy and Muffy never knew each other before they met at the honey tree, which is true (colorbears, in case you hadn't noticed by now, are not extremely bright.) They worked in the same meteorology rock cliff for several years, but they never realized when they met that they knew each other.) Since the weather on Notearth is relatively unchanging, the job of meteorology is not difficult, which is good, because if Muffy and Fluffy had to carry out any kind of difficult calculations, they would have had to resign their posts as meteorologists. However, they are lucky. Some ancestor with an unnatural intellectual capacity determined that the relative humidity is always 25.36%, the temperature is always between 54 and 76 deg. F, and there are always exactly three clouds and five wisps in the sky (over noncolorbear territory.) In all of colorbear meteorological history, only two other cases of meta have been documented. Since reading is an even more difficult accomplishment than counting, Mufiy and Fluffy could not know anything about them, and they did not know what to do about it. They decided to ignore it and hope no one noticed. (No one did, except for the meta and honey stuff, which fell under the category of nutrition, not meteorology, so Fluffy and Muffy were safe.
About the name "meta": It had occurred twice before in colorbear history and had been documented. Unfortunately, since the majority of colorbears can't read, they didn't know about the references. Amazingly enough, Muffy and Fluffy picked the same word to describe it as the weather forecasters the two previous tinies. (Actually, it's not that big a coincidence because the. colorbears only have two words in their language ("meta" and "bica") so the probability of all three choosing "meta" is only (1/2)3 = 1/8, instead of a much lower probability for earth languages.) With only two words in their language, the colorbears use various inflections and facial expressions with the two words, so all the colorbears pretty much understand each other. (Actually, most of the time they do not understand each other that well, but it really doesn't matter since the colorbears really do not have anything important to say to each other.)
Most colorbear conversations sound like this:
Fluffy: meta bicaaaa, meta MEEEETA, meeeeeetaaaaa bica, BIIIIIIIIca, bica Bica, meta meta meta bica atem [meta backwards].
Muffy: bica boo [I couldn't resist], meta acib [bica backwards] bica meta, bica bica metaa.
Duffy: meta bbbbiiiiccccaaaa acib atem meta bica [I love palindromes.]Fortunately (or unfortunately) I am able to understand and translate the meta-bica babble. (I have not translated it here because the conversation was so inane and boring that I fell asleep for 16302.295 hours. I did not attempt to translate it again because I had had enough sleep.)
The colorbears' grammar system:
Other than nouns and verbs, the colorbears really have no other grammar rules (at least none that they have ever been able to figure out) so they just stick nouns and verbs together in any way they feel like.
- Nouns:
- includes both meta and bica and all forms of both that do not have extended letters.
(A few examples, not intended to be a comprehensive course in colorbear language.)
- meta:
- colorbear, H-Q, tree, birdies home
- bica:
- noncolorbear, foot, one, clouds
- Meta:
- honey, flower, hill
- Verbs:
- includes meta and bica in any form with extended letters.
- metaa:
- run, eat, live
- meetaa:
- what Muffy and Fluffy did to get Duffy, die
note: the little blue and pink flag thing on the trunk of the Meta meta is a scoop through which the Meta runs into the baskets of the meta (see how confusing this language is?) The little scoop is part of the tree, which is lucky for the colorbears,because they wouldn't have figured out how to get the Meta from the meta without it.
Meet Juffy (with head bow) and Thuffy (without). They live in the log next to the original one where Muffy and Fluffy live. They're quality control inspectors at the honeytree orchard (actually the job only consists of making sure the honey doesn't stop flowing through the little scoop in the side of the tree, and it never actually does stop, but that's good because Thuffy and Juffy wouldn't know what to do if it did.) But they also have the slightly more useful task of making sure the honey baskets don't overflow (except that a normal basket of the size that all colorbears use (because the basket makers can't figure out how to make the pattern any larger or smaller) fills up with honey in exactly one day or one night, so if it's left out under the scoop at dawn it's full at dusk and if left at dusk is full at dawn. And since even the colorbears can figure out when it's getting dark (or light) they come to pick up their own baskets and Thuffy and Juffy don't have much to do.)
Anyway, Juffy and Thuffy were as confused as anybody else by the metafall, and went to take shelter in their log. When they were sure that the meta was done, Juffy left the log and went back to work. Thuffy followed, less enthusiastically until he heard Juffy scream like a noncolorbear was attacking her. He ran to see what was happening and perhaps help Juffy, not even noticing how sticky the ground was from the meta & honey that covered it. Juffy seemed to be all right when he got to her, but she turned to him and cried, "Will you look at what's happened?!" Thuffy saw that all the baskets were overturned, some swept away by the meta/honey flood, and one basket had a particularly fast-growing flower growing through the side.
"We just have to pick up the baskets and put them back, and tell everyone who comes by that they'll have to leave them here overnight. It's no big deal." Thuffy reassured her. He walked toward the nearest basket and suddenly fell into a deep puddle, deep enough to be over his head. He floundered around while Juffy laughed at him (colorbears have very simple senses of humor.) She lent him a paw to get out and when he was out she laughed harder than ever. Apparently some redfruits had been blown out of their trees and into the puddle, because Thuffy was red from head to toe. He picked up his Official Honeyworker Hat off the surface of the puddle, nearly falling in again, and sat down on the nearest log. He began to lick himself (not that he cared about having sticky fur or looking silly, but the honey/meta/redfruit mixture tasted good) and Juffy joined him. So they were too busy with licking, and what that led to, to bother picking up the baskets until the first bear, which happened to be Duffy, sent by Muffy (but Thuffy and Juffy didn't realize this was their next-log neighbor) came by. So they explained to everyone about the baskets, and they all went to watch the big public TV some enterprising noncolorbear had sold them. The TV picked up the all-commercial channel from the noncolorbear city of Bearovia. The colorbears think the commercials are all very funny (and their attention spans wouldn't last through anything longer anyway) so they like this best.
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