Sunday, February 28, 2010

thinking the plan

This is NOT a pic of Lil Jack dressed up and blissfully asleep for about 38 seconds, OK, not Lil Jack not in our cage!
Today we had a bit of time without too much supervision, as Blancatrix' assistant was watching the Olympics. We watch it too, but we had more important matters to work on. Miss Stellar opened the discussion.
- If we manage to get out of here, we're going to be spotted as soon as we're out the door. The whole country's police will be after us. Melba's clothes are the answer. I can stand on Xelsior's shoulders, we dress up with the clothes and we look like ... one human being. We'll be the Mom and Chimp-ion and Lil Jack will by our kids.
I objected.
- OK that Lil Jack be the kid. But moi? The most amazing, through thinking chimp on the planet? I think I should be part of the adult package.
- Because you're smart, you'll be more mobile being a single being, when we need a quick solution to our problems.
Stellar always has an answer to everything, she's a bit tiring.
Melba woke up from licking the inside of her paws.
- What about me?
- Maybe it's safer you stay here.
- Why? I don't want to miss out.
- Melba, you like your comforts, you hate disturbances. We don't know what might happen out there.
- I don't want to stay here without you.
I piped in.
- She can stand on my shoulders. We'll be the other adult, with just one kid.
- Maybe the Mom will have three kids. Unlike us chimps, humans can have loads of kids they take care of at the same time, put in Stellar.
- More than two? asked Melba.
For the rest of the day, Stellar practiced standing on Xelsior's shoulders while they walked around. Melba tried standing on mine, but after she fell a couple of times, she went sulking in a corner. The white coat checked on us a couple of times. He was a bit puzzled by the acrobatics, but more interested in the Olympic aerial acrobatics. By the end of the day, Stellar and Xelsior were getting the hang of it. We were settling down to sleep, when Melba put her head on Xelsior's shoulder. He groaned.
- What's up, Xelsior?
Both his shoulders were bruised to a pulp. Do you think he would have said anything? OOO-AAA, OOO-AAA Xelsior our chimp hero.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Update: Jack, Melba, etc.

It's been a while since I last updated you about the Biancatrix lab clan. That's us, Melba, Xelsior, Stellar, Lil Jack and myself your humble servant and most amazing chimp-ion in the world. To recapitulate. Lil Jack is mightily unhappy. And prevents us from having a decent night sleep. Melba has been gathering a certain amount of human clothes (poor guys with their disgusting hairless skin, they're forced to hide it under various ridiculous clothes). Xelsior is watching Rambo on the Internet and wants to blast his way out of here with hand grenade and automatic weapons (But, Xels, we ain't got no hand grenades. Let's build them, he says, pure soul). And Stellar thinks thinks and thinks. Last night she gathers us.
- What's for sure is that the Lil Jack situation can't go on. Agreed?
We all answered with tired, nodding "Ay".
- We need to get out of here. Because I'm, like, so fed up with being locked in here I could kiss a human out of desperation. To get some fresh air. To find Lil Jack's mother.
We were so stunned we could not speak for at least 30 seconds. Then we all talked at the same time for a long time. Nobody could understand nobody and suddenly we were all asleep, no idea how or when we vanished into dreams. We are all very excited, let me tell you. We went about our usual business today: eating, getting a bit of exercise, cleaning ourselves, doing dumb experiments with the Biancatrix' minions. But it was not business as usual. Oh no. The air between us was vibrating with excitement. And about that, more later. OO-OO-AA-AA.