The Science of Evil (Chapter 4)Pippin climbed on my shoulder and offered to hold Tails' IV bag.The Science of Evil (Chapter 4) by HallowpointPaws
"Do you live in this cave?" I asked the fox.
"No. I live in a hut with my big brother in Knothole Village."
"Where is Knothole Village? Is it far from here?"
"I'm not sure." Tails replied, "I came from Angel Island when I crashed my plane."
"Island?" I questioned. "Is Knothole Village on an island too?"
"No. It's in the Great Forest. But I'm not allowed to tell humans about it."
"Humans can understand you when you speak to them?" I asked, beginning to vaguely remember several events from my early childhood that I had previously had always assumed was just an odd dream.
Tails seemed confused by this question; as if it was something he wasn't used to being asked and humans being able to hear animals speaking was as normal and natural to him as the sky being blue. "Of course they can. That doesn't mean they actually listen to me."
Pippin scoffed, "I know full well what that's like! I've been speaking and talkin
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The fox opened its eyes and looked up at me with the cutest face. I just couldn't contain myself, "Awwww!"
"He's nice," Pippin announced as I set her down to look at the fox, "I don't think he'll bite."
I took off my backpack and sat down next to the fox. I stroked his head again. "Aww, poor little guy. I heard you got hurt."
The fox nodded and said in a voice that would indicate he was still a kit or a juvenile, "I crashed my plane and hit my head pretty hard. I was able to start a small fire but passed out soon after that."
Debris from an obvious airplane crash was all over the cave. I gently picked up the fox, and carefully examined him. His back left leg was obviously broken,his fur was torn out in several places, cuts and scrapes covered his entire body.
I pulled a soft blanket out of my backpack and laid the fox kit on it. He seemed happy to finally be off the hard cave floor and vomited several times. I took his temperature...via his ear and he was running
The Science of Evil (Chapter 2)As I entered the tunnel, I reached into my backpack for a flashlight. I figured it wouldn't be rigged up with electric lights like the parts of the cave that the public was allowed to enter. I was right. I flashed it around, trying to find where Pippin might be hiding and hoping the batteries wouldn't die. I prayed that I would find her and asked God to keep her safe until I did. I had a really strong feeling that Pippin wasn't dead or even hurt, but I was still worried about her. I could only imagine the fear she must've been feeling.The Science of Evil (Chapter 2) by HallowpointPaws
The cave was pitch black, and it was impossible to see anything. I figured Pippin would probably just fall asleep because that's what she does whenever it gets dark. I flashed the flashlight around, looking for footprints or anything that would give me some insight on my adventurous beardie's whereabouts.
I went deeper and deeper through the tunnel for about an hour or two, saying a prayer for Pippin's safety with every step. As I got deeper, the incline
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A Sonic the Hedgehog fan fiction by Phoenix-Kat of Deviant Art
It was a hot, humid day when I went to Mammoth Cave, Kentucky with some of my veterinary school classmates and my service animal. We had heard the caves were quite cool regardless of the seasons, so we decided to visit to escape the heat. I didn't say it to my classmates, but I secretly wanted to see if there was any truth to the rumor that Mammoth Cave held an entrance to the interior of the Earth. Some people claim Adolf Hitler sent some of his Nazi troops to Antarctica to look for an opening but no one was ever able to prove or disprove they found one.
I asked our tour guide, if she knew anything about the rumor.
"I suppose it's possible that the Earth is hallah," our tour guide remarked, with a VERY Southern accent, "If it was, y'all'd prolly know 'bout it by nowah."
"But aren't scientists finding new species all the time?" I asked.
"Yeah, I reckon. But somethin' as big as the Earth bein'