The Adventures of Peanut and Whiskers: That Sinking Feeling

“Hey Peanut,” Whiskers said, nudging the sleepy elephant awake, “did you feel that?”

Peanut wiped the crusty goop out of the corner of her eyes with her ears and sat up, still held afloat by the peanut butter layer above the lake. “No, what are you talking about?”

Then a loud thud boomed but neither Peanut or Whiskers knew where it was coming from. Whiskers jumped up and scurried off of the lake and to the shore, but when Peanut stood up, she sank down and her feet poked through the surface.

“Whiskers! Help! I’m stuck!” She yelled. She could feel that the peanut butter wouldn’t be able to hold her much longer.

“I’ll try to find something to pull you out!” Another large thud echoed and the hair on Whiskers’ back stood up. He ran to the woods and pulled out the biggest stick he could hold and pushed it to Peanut. “Grab hold! I’ll pull you to safety.”

As Peanut’s trunk wrapped around the dainty stick. Another thud, this one louder than the last, rang through the forest. This one sounded like it was right underneath Peanut. “We need to be quick about this,” Peanut mumbled. A bead of sweat formed on her trunk and rolled down to her face.

Before Peanut or Whiskers could do anything, a massive bubble rose to the surface of the lake – and popped. Peanut butter flew everywhere, covering the trees, treehouse, grass and anything else that could be seen.

“What is the meaning of all this darkness?” a voice yelled from what they could now tell was the bottom of the lake. “Where did all of my sunlight go? You should know that it’s not right to take from your elders.” Peanut and Whiskers’ faces changed from confusion to dread. “What? Have I scared you? Oh, come on now. Why don’t you come and talk with me?” A large hand of seaweed and mud reached out of the bubble-shaped hole in the water and yanked Peanut, Whiskers and the stick that they were holding, into the large body of water.

Peanut reached her trunk straight up and filled her lungs with air. Her and Whiskers looked at each other as they were pulled deeper and deeper, without knowing what was doing it. As the bottom of the lake got closer, the strange thing holding them became clearer. It was large and looked like a bunch of differently shaped things put together. The main body looked like an old boat, but the limbs looked like whatever it could find: downed trees, seaweed, an oar, and even some living fish that seemed to willingly help the being.

The two were held above the sandy floor and a group of fish swam large clam shells over to them. They opened up and the tongues stretched to look like little, slimy chairs. As Peanut and Whiskers sat down, the clams blew a bubble from below their tongues and it wrapped around the entire shell, giving the elephant and mouse a way to breathe.

“Did you think I was going to drown you?” the shape asked. “I’m not heartless. I was merely asking why you had taken away the sunlight. Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Carl, but that doesn’t even begin to explain what I am!” It laughed. “I am everything in the lake, but I guess I’m mostly this boat. It was covered in coral hundreds of years ago, and since then, the ecosystem of this lake has thrived to create a mutually beneficial family. You took away the sunlight, and no ecosystem can have that. Don’t you know anything about biology? Sunlight is where all life starts! You were trying to replace that with peanut butter, and that’s unacceptable madness!”

“We’re sorry, Carl,” Peanut said, regaining her breath. We weren’t trying to take away your light. We were just trying to get to our treehouse when a bunch of peanut butter bunnies attacked us. When we were defending the house, it got a little messy.”

“Yeah, what she said! We were going to clean it up, too. I promise!” Whiskers said. “We were just tired. You don’t know what it feels like to def-eat that many peanut butter bunnies.”

“You’re right,” Carl said, clearing his throat. The duo still didn’t know where the words were coming from, but bubbles kept floating through the ship so that’s where they looked. “I don’t know what it’s like to defeat that many bunnies, but that’s no excuse. Another day without light and we would have been done for.”

Peanut looked to the ground, feeling bad about it all. “We’re sorry. What can we do to make it up to you?”

“You know, I was going to just make you clean up the peanut butter, but I basically already did that… at least for me that is. I could actually use some help with a project that I’ve been dreaming up for a while but haven’t been able to start.”

“I love new projects! What is it?” Whiskers asked.

“You see, I can’t be having anymore issues like this. I don’t want to be deprived of sunlight again, and the way that I can prevent that is by creating a shield that covers the entire lake. It could circle around the whole thing! The surface and underground. What I need from you is the hyglycerim delta. It’s a rare fruit found high in the treetops. Clearly, I can’t get it myself, but with your help, I might have a chance. If you need help reaching those heights, you can talk to my friend. You may already know him. His name is Dr. Winklevoss.”

“Oh!” Whiskers exclaimed. “You mean Wink? Of course, we know Wink! Believe it or not, we were going to our treehouse to make an object that he helped us make blueprints for. It’s a flying machine!”

“Well, then we’re already on our way to making this thing a reality! I’ll work on the machine down here. Hopefully by the time you get back, I’ll have that ready and all we’ll need to do is put the hyglcerim delta in to power it up.”

“That sounds easy enough,” Peanut said. “We’ll get it to you as soon as we can.”

“Well hold on, this might not be as easy as you think. The forest is full of enemies. The only reason that I’m trusting you with this is because I saw the amount of peanut butter up there… you two did some real damage to that peanut butter bunny army. You might find a lot of dastardly villains in there. Stay safe and wary of everyone. I’ll be around if you need anything. Just jump into the lake and I’ll pull you down. If you see the good Doctor up there, tell him I say hello.”

Peanut nodded, and Whiskers gave what would have been a thumbs up if he had a thumb, then looked at the missing finger and let out an audible sigh. The bubbles left the clams and floated to the surface with Peanut and Whiskers still inside. They popped and left the two laying on the shore in peanut butter covered grass.

“Whiskers, tell me that you think that was as weird as I do.”

“It was weird, sure, but it also seemed like a lot of fun! How many people are going to tell us to go find a mystical fruit that can power a defense bubble? No one! That seems like it would even be too much for Wink.”

“Doesn’t that make you feel a little suspicious? We’ve known Wink for years and he’s never told us about Carl.”

“Maybe they’re not close. Think about it this way. We just defeated a whole army. Soon we’ll have a flying machine and then maybe we’ll need to defeat even more people. Worst case scenario, this Carl guy is evil, and we have to defeat him too. Best case scenario, we have this new friend that can give us little bubbles that are basically like free scuba diving gear! That seems like a fair trade to me.”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re the most optimistic person in the world?”

“Yeah. My mom, dad, brother, sister, sister, sister, sister, sister, brother, aunt, uncle, grandma, grandpa, you, Wink and a guy I ran into once named Jacob have all said that. I’m beginning to think it might be true.”

“It’s definitely true,” Peanut laughed.

“Well let’s start cleaning this peanut butter up. We need to get to the treehouse to start building this thing.”

“How are we going to get rid of it all?”

“We should do what we did to the bunnies!” Whiskers dipped his hand into the peanut butter, pulled it out and licked it. “Let’s dig in!”

The Adventures of Peanut and Whiskers: Part 1

Peanut and Whiskers are the characters that I’ve come up with and am most happy with. They have a unique background that I won’t disclose yet (hoping for an agent to like my book idea) but are a duo of animals that are best friends and try to save the forest from a range of different enemies! This new segment will run on Monday’s opposite the podcast. I hope you like it!

Scott McPeanut

Chapter 1: Elephant butter

The sun shined through the window, right into Peanut’s eyes. She groaned and moved her big pink ear to block out the sun and try to go back to sleep, but she was awake.

“What a way to wake up!” Peanut mumbled to herself before stepping into her pink slippers. Everything about Peanut was some shade of pink. Her trunk and ears matched her fingers and toes, and her knees and legs matched her back and tail. She picked up her little rainbow bow with her trunk and tied it around her left ear so that everyone could see it. The morning started just like every other, stretching her trunk to the ground and then high up into the air, followed by the same stretches with her tail, legs and ears. Her trunk sucked up a cup of water and Peanut splashed it into her mouth. “What a bright and sunny day! I wonder if Whiskers was ready to play.”

Laughing in her head because of the unintentional pun, she took her slippers off and ran outside, hoping to see Whiskers already waiting for her.

“Hey Peanut!” Whiskers said, “I was wondering if you were going to get up anytime soon. I’ve been waiting for like… thirty minutes!”

“Oh, I’m sorry Whiskers,” she said, “I didn’t realize it was that late!”

“Don’t feel sorry. I may have stretched the truth a little. I woke up late too and just got here. I sprinted so that I didn’t keep you waiting.”

They both laughed and started walking to their favorite place in the whole forest. There was a lovely little lake in a clearing where the light bounced off the water in such a way that it was like you could see into another dimension. They rushed to the treehouse that they had made last summer and were excited to start playing.

Whiskers was a tiny blue mouse who was always a little goofy. He was the type of mouse that would run up behind an elephant to try to scare her, but then spend the next twenty minutes laughing with her until they were best friends. His rounded ears and wet little nose were almost always bouncing when he walked because he was just the happiest and most sincere little mouse you’ll ever meet.

“What are we gonna do first when we get to the treehouse?” Whiskers asked. “We can finally start making the comic book that we were talking about! Or, if you don’t want to do that, we can always work on the new plans that Wink gave us. He said that it might help us ‘touch the clouds,’ whatever that means. Or or or, we can –”

“Whoa!” Peanut laughed. “We have all day to figure out what were gonna do. Let’s just enjoy the walk for now.”

“Okay…” Whiskers said. “Or! We can race there and winner gets to pick what we do first!

Whiskers got a head start and Peanut followed. The opening to the clearing wasn’t very far away, and it was just far enough for Peanut to catch up and stretch her trunk through the opening before Whiskers’ little body could.

“That’s no fair!” Whiskers yelled. “But a deal’s a deal. What do you want to do first?”

Peanut picked up the flattest rock that she could see and wrapper her trunk around the outside of it. “Want to see what will go farther?”

“You know it!” Whiskers ran to the treehouse and came back with a pair of goggles and a brown leather cap. He jumped onto the stone and, with all of her might, Peanut threw the duo at the water. The stone skipped once, then twice, then three times, before Whiskers was thrown off and the stone sank.

“Woop!” Whiskers said, swimming back to shore. “Being small has its perks.”

Peanut picked up another rock. “You ready for take two? I think you can hold on for four skips this time.”

“I’ll see what I can do.” He jumped onto the rock and started counting down. “Three… two… one… blastoff!”

Peanut bounced him not two times, not three times, not even four times, but five times! Whiskers got back on shore and shook out his fur. “One more?”

As Peanut looked for the perfect stone, Whiskers got a nervous look on his face. “Hey Peanut, does that look strange to you?”

“What are you talking about?” Peanut looked all around. “I don’t see anything.”

“Right there. Next to the stump.”

That’s when Peanut noticed a small bunny and it froze in place. It was a light brown and its fur shined like it had just been waxed by their turtle friend, Harold. “He seems nice. We should invite him over to skip rocks with us.”

“Okay, but I’m keeping my eye on him. He’s creeping me out.”

“Oh, come Whiskers. You’re being paranoid.” She looked at the bunny who still hadn’t moved a muscle. “Do you want to come skip rocks with us?”

The bunny said nothing. It stood straight up and hopped closer. “See Whiskers, they’re probably more scared of us than we are of them.”

“I’ve got a bad feeling about this,” Whiskers said quietly.

“Hello,” Peanut said to the bunny again, ignoring Whiskers. “Would you like to play with us?”

That’s when the bunny stopped and let out a deep laugh. A cool breeze ran through the forest and the sun was covered in clouds. “You should have listened to your mouse-friend. I do not want to skip stones with you. I’m here for something else.”

“What are you talking about?” Peanut said, stepping in front of Whiskers to protect him.

“Oh, are you so naïve that you don’t know? I’m here for your tree house and you’re either going to give it to me, or I’m going to take it from you.”

“That’s our treehouse!” Whiskers yelled. “We made it ourselves!”

“Are you saying I’m going to have to take it from you?”

“Why can’t we just share it?” Peanut asked. “This doesn’t need to turn into a big thing.”

“You don’t know who I am… do you?” the bunny asked.

“No, we don’t,” Peanut and Whiskers said together.

“Then allow me to introduce myself. I’m Fluffy! King of the bunnies! I own all the real estate in this part of the forest and you intruded by making your tree house there. It’s time for you to leave.”

“No. We built it. You may be ‘King of the bunnies’ but I’m a mouse,” Whiskers said.

“Well, I see that you’re not going to change your mind without help.” Fluffy brought his fingers to his lips and whistled. Hundreds and hundreds of bunnies came out of the woods and surrounded Peanut and Whiskers. “Do you want to change you mind?”

Peanut gulped nervously. “No!” Whiskers yelled.

“Then so be it. Attack!”

The army of bunnies started to leap at Peanut and Whiskers, but they ran to their treehouse and locked the door behind them.

“What do we do?” Peanut asked. This is crazy. Why can’t we just share it?”

“I think our only option is to defend the treehouse… or lose it.”

The bunnies started to knock on the door and walls. Peanut looked around for something to use to defend themselves and spotted a butterfly net on top of the blueprints that Wink had given them. “Maybe if we can talk to one, we can get them to stop.”

“It’s worth a shot.” Whiskers opened the door just enough for Peanut to swipe up one of the bunnies with the net, then closed and locked it again.

Something seemed strange about the bunny that they had captured. Its shiny coat looked like it had… melted.

“What can we do to stop you from trying to take our treehouse?” Whiskers asked.

“I won’t tell you anything!” The bunny bit down on something hard in its mouth and started to melt into a puddle. It was too horrid to watch, but neither Peanut or Whiskers could look away. All that was left was a puddle.

“Is this what I think it is?” Whiskers asked.

“I think so.” Peanut said, walking to the refrigerator for a stick of celery. She dipped it into the puddle and took a bite. “Yep. Definitely peanut butter.”

“Well then why are we hiding from them! Let’s go out there and eat all the peanut butter we can!”

Whiskers jumped out the door and started munching away at the bunnies. At first, he was overwhelmed by them, but when they saw what he was doing, they retreated with a look of terror in their eyes.

Peanut ran back to the refrigerator and sucked up a gallon of milk with her trunk and ran outside. She ate a bunny and sprayed milk into her mouth to help the gooey goodness go down easier.

The bunnies started to panic as their numbers shrunk from what could have been thousands to hundreds. Fluffy stood at the outskirts of clearing and watched his army dwindle. He ran back into the forest, abandoning his forces, not looking back to see them eaten.

When the bunnies were down to their last few forces, they threw their hands up and admitted defeat, then in one quick motion, bit the capsules in their mouth to prevent the ends that so many of their comrades had faced.

The ground was covered with peanut butter. It ran into the lake, creating a thick layer on the top. Peanut and Whiskers looked at each other and yawned. They had eaten so much peanut butter that they were exhausted.

“Now what do you want to do?” Peanut asked.

“I think I have an idea,” he said. He ran onto the peanut butter covered lake and laid down. “This is like a waterbed! Let’s take a nap. Then we’ll play in the treehouse.”

They laid on the lake and let out a big breath of air. “Fluffy is probably the only one who wants our treehouse, right?” Peanut asked.

“Of course. What do you think? That this is going to happen every other week?” Whiskers laughed. “You should go to sleep. You sound a bit… nutty.”

And just like that, Peanut and Whiskers fell asleep on the lake, until next time.