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The Cold Walri
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..And then Wilbash said "I know I'm a rooster, and its hot here!" Stunned by the roosters ability to state the obvious Krulon could only shake his head. For a land walrus like Krulon would be wise not to say much. These gentle giants are known better for their ability to fly than their ability to speak with rationale. One of the few things you will ever hear a land walrus speak of is the story of Professor Nibblebum. His story starts in a time where they didn't keep time. Professor Nibblebum was like all the other children except that he liked the cold. That would seem fine in todays era of winter and what have you, but in his time, Professor Nibblebum lived on the beach. A beach with white mountains, trees that grew deep into the ground, and warm weather all year round.

Professor Nibblebum, one day, went into the water with all the other little gromuli (that was the name for a young land walrus) and he swam and played with the rest of his friends. One of Professor Nibblebum's friends Fleraly bet him that Professor Nibblebum could not swim down as far as he could. Tickled by the idea, he accepted, and he told Fleraly that he was in for some trouble. "I will swim down so far that I'll come up on the other side of the moon" shrieked Professor Nibblebum. The gromuli started swimming down and down until Fleraly could swim no further. Professor Nibblebum was not daunted and continued to swim. The game was obviously won by Professor Nibblebum but he continued down. Maybe to prove that he could swim the furthest, or maybe he saw something shiny; no one knows for sure.

But one thing that is sure, is that as Professor Nibblebum went further and further, he found something he could not explain. He felt a feeling altogether new and he was excited. The best words Professor Nibblebum could think of was the opposite of the warm sunniness of the beach he called home. As he got to the beach, Fleraly and the other gromuli were long gone. Professor Nibblebum, intrigued by this new sensation, asked the elders of the beach about this discovery. Wahmp, the strongest of the elders, informed him that what he was feeling was coldness, and for centuries it had not touched their beach. Professor Nibblebum asked "Where can I find more of this cold?" Wahmp struck him down with digust and told him never to speak of coldness. Or fireflies.

Eager and rebellious brave Professor Nibblebum ventured away from the modestly clean beach to explore other areas, and try to find the forbidden cold. He traveled through the suprisingly bright swamplands of Jogristubar, the lion infested islands of Zurikan, and the boringly plain plains of Gromung. None of the inhabitants of any of these places knew about this cold, and they laughed and called Professor Nibblebum names. Names other than Professor Nibblebum. During his travels, he developed immunities to polaraizanaria and salt.

And through all this Professor Nibblebum knew he had to persevere. He remembered the words his stepfather said when they were learning to fly: "Professor Nibblebum, I'm not your dad. Don't bother me." Those words of inspiration stuck with him and he continued the search. Until one day he met a Zebraphant called Chief Jim. Chief Jim said Professor Nibblebum could just call him Jim. So Jim was the mix of an astrological Zebra who fell in love with an old wise elephant, and they were the parents of Jim. Jim was not slim. But Jim was wise of the moon they lived on and had a freindly, seductive spirit. Jim befriended Professor Nibblebum and told him where he could find the cold he was looking for. He traveled north with only a flashlight and the remains of a tuna can.

The farther north he went, the less warm it got. Hot turned into warm, warm turned into muggy, muggy turned into luke-warm, and luke-warm turned to room temperature. Then one day, after all the struggle and yahtzee, Professor Nibblebum had finally found the cold he wanted for so long. Snow began to fall as the angels sang. Professor Nibblebum soaked up all the glory of the cold. "This is the best thing I've ever felt" Professor Nibblebum said to himself. He went sliding down hills of snow. He tried to stand on ice but fell on his bottom.

Then, when Professor Nibblebum went back to the icy water, he saw something trying to get out. It was Fleraly! "AHA! I WIN!" cried Fleraly. "No, you're wrong" said Professor Nibblebum, "I swam down so far that by the time I came back up you were gone. Then I came to find the cold. I've traveled so long" Fleraly gave him a puzzled look then it all came together. "Uh huh" Fleraly said. "I've been swimming down and down for about 4 hunfids until I saw this solid water. Listen, don't make up silly stories about hardships and exploration to cover up the fact that you lost. I won, I am the best swimmer, and you are just weird." And this day every land walrus remembers that story and they know: if you lose, so what? Try something else. Just dont make up some long, in-depth story about why you didn't to win or whatever. No one believes you.

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