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(Part 1 of this story is located here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2545084 )
The trip back was uneventful. Everyone seemed to be in an edgy mood and no one said a word.
When they got back, Georgia ran up to greet them. She had brought out her painting tools and was re-creating a scene in front of Joe’s tailor shop. She noticed how down they all looked and felt confused. She asked Benton to come see her paint and give her pointers. He agreed and smiled, happy to see that the rabbit was quickly becoming a bright spot in his day.
Georgia and Benton sat in front of Joe’s tailor shop with a painter’s easel set up outside it. They sat down together as she began to paint once more. Gent was chasing a rabbit in the snow nearby.
“Gent! Leave my buddies alone!” Georgia told the dog as it dove into a snow bank. The rabbit bounded off into an alley and Gent ran after it, barking all the way.
Benton noticed that Georgia’s fur was tinged with flecks of paint. He chuckled at the cute scene.
“What?” She giggled. “What’s so funny?”
“I’ve just never had the pleasure of watching a bunny paint, that’s all.” He said with a smile. The rabbit grinned.
“I didn’t get a chance to ask you: why was everyone so down after the trip to the mines? What happened?”
“I ran into some of the cave-dwellers.” He said as Georgia appeared shocked. “I was interrogated by one of them, but I think I made a connection.”
“Really?” She said as her brush created a bushel of carrots in the window of the food store near by.
“Yeah. This one animal was really intrigued by the fact that I was a painter. He said that he loved art.”
“You may find this hard to believe, but the cave-dwellers are just like you and I.” She dragged her brush across the canvas. “Actually they’re more like me, but they have the same interests as you and I. They enjoy togetherness, they fall in love, and they look for beauty in the same type of art you and I both share.”
It was like a bolt of lightning had struck Benton’s brain.
He leaned in close to Georgia, causing her to stop painting and turn her eyes towards him in anticipation. “Georgia, how would you like to help me show those cave-dwellers our type of beauty, together?”
Now, it was her turn to blush. She placed her paws to her mouth and giggled. “I’d love to! What do you have in mind?”
“First off, how many days do we have left before Christmas?”
The rabbit thought for a moment. “Not counting today, we have seven days.”
“Perfect.” He thought as Gent strolled up to the group. He sat down on his master’s lap as Benton told Georgia his plan.
For the next seven days, Benton and Georgia set up painter easels all over the town. They sat together and recorded the daily scenes of life between humans and animals with precision accuracy as they had never done before.
Along the way, they had the chance to see some interesting occurrences.
Benton had set up in Joe’s tailor shop to paint the daily activities of Joe and his assistants. Georgia was out for supper while Benton decided to work furiously and eat later. Gent lay patiently at his master’s side, periodically rubbing his fur against Benton’s leg. He affectionately licked the hand that held the painters palette, causing Benton to laugh every now and then.
“He really doesn’t want to leave your side.” Joe told Benton.
“Yeah. He’s an attention-hog.” He smiled as his dog jumped up and licked his face.
Benton sat in the corner of the room as Joe sewed together a unique pair of tailed trousers. His three human assistants, Larry, Curly, and Bob, sat at various tables creating their own cold-weather masterpieces.
Bob looked up as a shadow passed by the window.
“Fur-alert!” He yelled as Joe glanced with a look of comical terror.
“Hiya boys!” An extremely perky young human girl bounced into the shop wearing a stunning white dress with pink designs all around. “Hey my fluffy Joe! How’s my kitty-kitty?” She practically floated over to the counter where Joe was sewing. He quickly looked down and sewed faster and more intently than ever before.
“Hi…there…Frida.” He told the young hyper girl. “How’s…how’s things?”
She smiled the same smile that predators often give to their prey.
“I’m doing well! I see you’re hard at work! You always seem to be busy when I visit you. Remember when I asked you out and you had to sew those five dozen dresses?”
“Uh…yeah. That was tough. I barely finished in time.” Joe stammered nervously.
“Or the time when I invited you to an all-night dance and your grandmother passed away. I was really sorry to hear that.”
“Oh. Yeah, me too. At least she’s found peace and quiet.” He hinted.
“But guess what? Christmas is five days away and I’ve got part of your gift already done!” She held her hands behind her back and gave Joe the biggest smile possible. She pulled out two blindingly bright pink gloves that looked like small paws. “Kitty mittens!”
“Wonderful.” Joe said at he looked at the pink omens of terror.
“Wait till you see the rest of it!” She chuckled, sending shivers down Joe’s spine. “See ya later, my kitty-puff!”
“Bye Frida.” He said, feeling his heart start to slow down. She exited the store as Joe heard laughter explode from the three human assistants.
“I think she likes you, Joe!” Larry told him.
“It must be the fedora!” Curly added.
“So, if you had kids, would they technically be called ‘cat-girls’?” Bob asked, followed by hysterical laughter.
“Funny guys. Really funny.” Joe said as he focused on his work.
Benton suppressed a chuckle as he painted. He made a mental note to add Frida into the tailor shop painting. Just for fun.
(Continue to Part 11: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2545361/ )
The trip back was uneventful. Everyone seemed to be in an edgy mood and no one said a word.
When they got back, Georgia ran up to greet them. She had brought out her painting tools and was re-creating a scene in front of Joe’s tailor shop. She noticed how down they all looked and felt confused. She asked Benton to come see her paint and give her pointers. He agreed and smiled, happy to see that the rabbit was quickly becoming a bright spot in his day.
Georgia and Benton sat in front of Joe’s tailor shop with a painter’s easel set up outside it. They sat down together as she began to paint once more. Gent was chasing a rabbit in the snow nearby.
“Gent! Leave my buddies alone!” Georgia told the dog as it dove into a snow bank. The rabbit bounded off into an alley and Gent ran after it, barking all the way.
Benton noticed that Georgia’s fur was tinged with flecks of paint. He chuckled at the cute scene.
“What?” She giggled. “What’s so funny?”
“I’ve just never had the pleasure of watching a bunny paint, that’s all.” He said with a smile. The rabbit grinned.
“I didn’t get a chance to ask you: why was everyone so down after the trip to the mines? What happened?”
“I ran into some of the cave-dwellers.” He said as Georgia appeared shocked. “I was interrogated by one of them, but I think I made a connection.”
“Really?” She said as her brush created a bushel of carrots in the window of the food store near by.
“Yeah. This one animal was really intrigued by the fact that I was a painter. He said that he loved art.”
“You may find this hard to believe, but the cave-dwellers are just like you and I.” She dragged her brush across the canvas. “Actually they’re more like me, but they have the same interests as you and I. They enjoy togetherness, they fall in love, and they look for beauty in the same type of art you and I both share.”
It was like a bolt of lightning had struck Benton’s brain.
He leaned in close to Georgia, causing her to stop painting and turn her eyes towards him in anticipation. “Georgia, how would you like to help me show those cave-dwellers our type of beauty, together?”
Now, it was her turn to blush. She placed her paws to her mouth and giggled. “I’d love to! What do you have in mind?”
“First off, how many days do we have left before Christmas?”
The rabbit thought for a moment. “Not counting today, we have seven days.”
“Perfect.” He thought as Gent strolled up to the group. He sat down on his master’s lap as Benton told Georgia his plan.
For the next seven days, Benton and Georgia set up painter easels all over the town. They sat together and recorded the daily scenes of life between humans and animals with precision accuracy as they had never done before.
Along the way, they had the chance to see some interesting occurrences.
Benton had set up in Joe’s tailor shop to paint the daily activities of Joe and his assistants. Georgia was out for supper while Benton decided to work furiously and eat later. Gent lay patiently at his master’s side, periodically rubbing his fur against Benton’s leg. He affectionately licked the hand that held the painters palette, causing Benton to laugh every now and then.
“He really doesn’t want to leave your side.” Joe told Benton.
“Yeah. He’s an attention-hog.” He smiled as his dog jumped up and licked his face.
Benton sat in the corner of the room as Joe sewed together a unique pair of tailed trousers. His three human assistants, Larry, Curly, and Bob, sat at various tables creating their own cold-weather masterpieces.
Bob looked up as a shadow passed by the window.
“Fur-alert!” He yelled as Joe glanced with a look of comical terror.
“Hiya boys!” An extremely perky young human girl bounced into the shop wearing a stunning white dress with pink designs all around. “Hey my fluffy Joe! How’s my kitty-kitty?” She practically floated over to the counter where Joe was sewing. He quickly looked down and sewed faster and more intently than ever before.
“Hi…there…Frida.” He told the young hyper girl. “How’s…how’s things?”
She smiled the same smile that predators often give to their prey.
“I’m doing well! I see you’re hard at work! You always seem to be busy when I visit you. Remember when I asked you out and you had to sew those five dozen dresses?”
“Uh…yeah. That was tough. I barely finished in time.” Joe stammered nervously.
“Or the time when I invited you to an all-night dance and your grandmother passed away. I was really sorry to hear that.”
“Oh. Yeah, me too. At least she’s found peace and quiet.” He hinted.
“But guess what? Christmas is five days away and I’ve got part of your gift already done!” She held her hands behind her back and gave Joe the biggest smile possible. She pulled out two blindingly bright pink gloves that looked like small paws. “Kitty mittens!”
“Wonderful.” Joe said at he looked at the pink omens of terror.
“Wait till you see the rest of it!” She chuckled, sending shivers down Joe’s spine. “See ya later, my kitty-puff!”
“Bye Frida.” He said, feeling his heart start to slow down. She exited the store as Joe heard laughter explode from the three human assistants.
“I think she likes you, Joe!” Larry told him.
“It must be the fedora!” Curly added.
“So, if you had kids, would they technically be called ‘cat-girls’?” Bob asked, followed by hysterical laughter.
“Funny guys. Really funny.” Joe said as he focused on his work.
Benton suppressed a chuckle as he painted. He made a mental note to add Frida into the tailor shop painting. Just for fun.
(Continue to Part 11: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2545361/ )
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