Thursday, April 4, 2013

Lord Fluffington Cuddlesworth III and the cats of Catatonia

As is the case in any story, there are more cast members than just the main protaginist. And so, in this way we step away temporarily from the mad artist Bruyn, to the distant continent of Catatonia.
The realm of the cat people, Catatonia was a continent constantly in turmoil. Politics were many and disputes fierce, yet very little was ever achieved as a strong sun ray could render all participants in a debate in a state of instant sleepiness.
Perhaps it was due to this lack of achievement, or perhaps it was due to the fact that no one ever took them seriously, that the cats of Catatonia were constantly plotting the demise of their neighbouring nations.
It was one of these great plotters that we now focus one. Lord Fluffington Cuddlesworth III was a very prominent noble within the houses of Catatonia and his temper knew no bounds. In fact now was one of those times when no scratching post was safe from his wrath!.
He had just finished up scratching up the arm of a nearby chair, for no other reason than that he could, when Fluffington managed to momentarily regain his composure and focus on the issue that had sent him into a rage in the first place.
Milk, a great delicacy in Catatonia and Fluffington's favourite beverage: the problem was it was either too cold or too luke warm. He wanted excitement in his milk. He had heard of the amazing things that could be done with this coffee substance and he wanted a similar treatment for his milk! Yes, frothed milk, heated by steam! It would be revolutionary and he would be the only noble in Catatonia with the secret to make it!!! There was however a small catch. He did not in fact know 'how' to make it.
"Get me my best agents!" he roared. "I have a task for them!".