Re: Cool Sophistication
They came from two different worlds. One from the arctic tundra, one from the woodlands of North America. It was a chance meeting, for sure, but one that would ultimately send these two carnivores on an adventure like nothing they had experienced before, called love.
Samantha was her name. She was the best lookin polar bear in the land. Long silky white hair that shines so brightly in the sun, and long beautiful fingernails that she meticulously applied red "dye" to from her most recent penguin dinner (artistic license). Now, Samantha was no ordinary polar bear, she had standards. She wasn't the type to hook up with a bad-boy polar bear, she was a classy broad. One day, while fishing for giant squid (al) off the shore of her 3 bedroom glacier (al), she got tangled up in a fishing net catching artctic koi (al) and taking them to feed the walruses at the Paris Zoo (al).
Franklin was his name. He was the runt of his weasel colony. Even his cousins the muskrats (al), made fun of his short snout and small legs. Franklin hasn't had anything go his way his entire life. When he was a young weasling (al), merely 8 weeks old, he was separated from his entire family for six days when he slipped off a branch and fell to the ground. Little did he know, his family didn't even climb down the tree to check on him, just figured something would finish him off. Today was like any other, and Franklin was having no luck. He was sent out to find some food, had ambushed a mallard duck swimming in a lake (al), latched onto it's tail, and now he finds himself hanging precariously from his leg somewhere over the atlantic ocean (al).
They both arrived in Paris at the exact same time. Samantha was being offloaded from a freighter ship (al), and Franklin had just crawled to shore after swimming the last 3 miles after the duck had dove into the water to get a drink (al).
Now, let me step back here to say, if you don't believe Paris is the city of love, you must have never been there. (al)
All it took was one look through the air holes in her crate, and Samatha knew that lying there on the beach was the man she would one day marry. (Now, let me comment that the airholes were pretty small, and there was a bit of distance involved, so she might have been overestimating his overall proportions.) (al) It was love at first sight, nothing else in the world mattered. Samantha quickly tore the steel door off of her cage (al), ran across the docks to the beach, grabbed the still gasping for air Franklin up (and was quite surprised at how small he ended up being, but love is love), stole a rowboat, and headed out in the harbor. (al)
It's important to remember the state that Franklin is in at this point. He's been dangling from a duck's leg for 2 weeks (al) over the atlantic ocean. He's had no food, nothing to drink, and his left arm is mighty sore. Add to this he was just scooped up off the beach by a ravaging polar bear, kidnapped aboard a rowboat, and is now headed back out to sea.
This took some explaining when he finally regained consciousness, but seeing Samantha's beautiful face sparkling in the moonlight, the city of Paris lit up over the reflecting harbor (al), there was nothing he could do. He too, was in love. That night, right there in the rowboat, Samantha prepared a delicious feast of sea urchin with blue cheese salad, spicey seahorse wings, a cup of soothing hot brain coral tea, and the most delicious octopus sushi that Franklin had ever tasted. (al) They laid together in the rowboat talking until morning, with not a care in the world.
It's now three years later, and they currently reside together in Northern Canada (all relationships require compromises, and even though noone wants to live in Canada, it was the best average of their two relative climates). (al) When Franklin got home from workin in the bear trap factory (al), Samantha gave him the fantastic news. They were going to have a baby. (al) They sat down together and dreamt of his future. He will most certainly have the classic rugged physique of a polar bear, with the intelect of a weasel. He will have all of Samantha's class, with Franklin's slimmer frame and less pronounced nose. They will send him to the best schools money can buy, and he will one day make them proud by being known the first animal to be seen on the cover of Forbe's magazine. Only time will tell, but they can dream, can't they?