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From: " +Grant. " <+Grant@grant.grant>
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Subject: Re: +*+*+*+ The Adventures of Stevie #131 "Bone and Mac Together" +*+*+*+
Date: 12 Apr 2011 17:10:01 -0500
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In article <h887q6ldqa7ec6nek20kgldfjfjaq9ncdg@4ax.com>, Doc NP-f31
wrote:
> Hey Grant!
>
> Impeccable timing! I'm meeting them at the airport Saturday morning.
> Did I tell you they're back together? Well, they are. We're going to
> go visit Danel. Don't be surprised to hear from them next week if we
> have the time.
>
> Have a happy Easter Holiday/Passover next week!
>
> Love,
>
> Doc
> NP-f31
Is this called an under the top post, post? LOL
I'm happy for them that they are happy for each other, with each other.
In my stories, they stay together, and marry, and raise children, and
are still doing that as old men.
They also meet aliens from space, and do other interesting things.
Would you like to know if they develop special powers like Stephen has?
I'm not going to tell you. You and the boys will just have to read each
story as I post them to find out about what happens.
That kind of cruelty is an author's privilege. LOL
I hope you all have a great holiday.
> >The Adventures of Stevie #131
> >
> >These stories were told to me by friends and other people. Some of them
> >are true. Some of them are only partly true. Some of them should have
> >been true. LOL
> >
> >My first post about Stevie ("Call me Stephen!") was when he was 12 and
> >in summer camp and was told by another camper. This was from a time
> >before computers would fit on a desk and when people communicated with
> >friends in other countries by actual letters sent through the postal
> >service. When children did this those friends were called "penpals".
> >Carlos is Stevie's penpal in Argentina and knows English. This is a
> >fictional contrivance to enable Stevie to tell us his stories because
> >he isn't here in person. I think.
> >All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
> >that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
> >Stevie's school is for gifted children who don't fit in regular schools.
> >The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
> >Stevie is 13 in this story, at year 3 of summer camp.
> >
> >
> >The Adventures of Stevie #131 "Bone and Mac Together"
> >
> >
> >Dear Carlos,
> >
> >
> > I decided to do something different for Bone and Mac. I asked Mr.
> >Insane if I could have a kitchen spatula, which was made of stainless
> >steel, for a craft project. I would be cutting it up. There was a
> >little maintenance shop at the camp. I went there to cut some oval
> >shapes from the flat blade, about an inch and a half long, and drilled
> >holes in them near one end. I ground and filed the edges smooth, and
> >then brought them to the arts and crafts room. Mac and Bone were
> >already waiting there, with Chad.
> >
> > I told them, "I'm going to make something for you, which you can use
> >to communicate with each other. I've made things for this before, but
> >never like this. These are going to be very special, and just for you."
> >They were very interested. So was Chad. I cut a shallow outline of the
> >metal ovals in a wooden board, and cut out a little of the wood inside
> >the outline, so I could rest an oval in the board so it wouldn't move
> >while I used a sharp hardened metal scribe to scratch a portrait in it.
> >Then I drew Bone, and charmed it with his personality, and put
> >restrictions on it so it would only work for mindtalk. It took a while,
> >because the metal was hard, and one little mistake would mean it was
> >ruined. It took 15 minutes, and I put a little ring in the hole on top,
> >so it could be hung from a chain as a pendant. Then I made one of Mac.
> >
> > I said "I don't know how long these will last. I think at least a
> >year, and probably more." I told them how to use them. Then I said,
> >"Please be polite with them. Don't contact your friend if it bothers
> >him, and break the contact when you are asked to. Don't try to do
> >anything more than mindtalk with them. If you do, it won't work, and
> >what you try might backfire on you. Don't use them too much, or it
> >might cause some mental disturbances. These kinds if things I make can
> >work for anybody, even if they don't have any psychic talent, but I
> >don't know anybody else who is alive now who can make them. It takes a
> >strange combination of skills and talents to do it. If you lose them,
> >or they stop working, I might be able to make you a new one, but only
> >if you are with me when I do it. Do NOT trust anybody else to make one
> >for you. I have seen very bad things happen then, which would make you
> >very sick just to think about." They practiced using them on each
> >other, and were amazed how easy it was to use them, and how well they
> >worked.
> >
> > They thanked me a lot, with hugs and kisses, and monster grabs. Then
> >Bone asked me, "You said other people made bad things happen with them?
> >Like what?" I said "Not with them, but with things like them, and I
> >don't want to think about that." I started crying, remembering how bad
> >it was for Tomba. Chad got angry, and said, "You know how brave and
> >strong he is. Look at him. You do NOT want to have the memories he
> >has." Mac poked Bone pretty hard. They both apologized to me very much.
> >They all held me, and gave me love. I whispered, "Rod's father almost
> >died from being attacked by somebody who could do some of the things I
> >can do. Some people were made to do bad things they didn't want to do.
> >Some people were held captive and tortured. Some people were murdered."
> >
> > Mac said "You can do those things?" Chad almost hit him. Instead he
> >grabbed him hard and shook him, and said, "Don't you EVER say that
> >again! It's true he could do all that if he wanted to, but he can't
> >want to. It's not the kind of man he is. You should know that. He
> >almost died fighting that man who attacked Rod's father, and will face
> >death as often as he has to, to fight and defeat people like that.
> >THAT'S the kind of man Stephen is, and don't you ever forget it." Mac
> >pleaded with Chad, "I didn't mean it that way, honest!" Chad said "I'm
> >sorry I got a little rough. He's been through a lot. Don't make him sad
> >he helped you. I hate for him to be sad." Mac said "I understand. I
> >don't want him to be said, either. EVER." We all hugged and kissed each
> >other, for a long while.
> >
> > I said "Lets go outside and play with the dogs." They knew why, and
> >thought it was a great idea. Who can be sad while playing with dogs? We
> >went to the usual area where I played with the dogs, and they crowded
> >around me. I said "Hi my 4 footed friends. Would you like to to have
> >some fun?" They all got very excited, and more dogs came running when
> >they heard that. We did the same things as the other shows. They knew
> >what to do, and didn't have to be told. This time, instead of regular
> >obstacles, I used Mac and Bone in place of some of them. They jumped
> >over Mac, and leaped through Bone's arms. Then other campers came and
> >wanted to be obstacles too, so I put them in the game. Everybody had a
> >lot of fun. When it was over, the audience came and petted the dogs,
> >and told them how good they were. It was going to be the last show I
> >would direct as a camper, but they didn't know it.
> >
> > After the dog show, Debbie and Wanda hugged and kissed me, right in
> >front of everybody. I got red with embarrassment. Chad grinned his face
> >almost in half. Rod, trying to be the serious CIT, said, "Stephen! Two
> >girls at once? And in public? What will they think!" I said, "Ladies,
> >please excuse me for a minute." I bowed to them, and then ran at Rod
> >with my hands out, looking like I was going to claw him to pieces. He
> >screeched and turned to run, but tripped over a dog. He got up in time
> >to escape me, and then I had to jump over some dogs who were in the
> >way. I finally caught up with him, and tackled him. We rolled around on
> >the grass, wrestling and tickling each other. Some campers laughed.
> >Some cheered. Some dogs tried to lick our faces. Then Tommy said,
> >"Alright, break it up. Unless you want to wrestle with ME!" Rod and I
> >stood up, and I said, "Oh, can we?" And I hugged him, and so did Rod.
> >We went to lunch that way.
> >
> >
> >Your friend,
> >
> >Stephen
--
Grant
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