My Exploding Cat

Just stories and drawings really, no actual fissile felines.

Chapter 5

“While you are… showing me, what does ‘amis jinka Chikik’ mean?” Maya wanted to know.

“Mean in human, ‘respond to Chikik’,” he said.

“What is a Chikik?”

“Chikik is more than one Chiki.”

“What is a Chiki?”

“Me,” it said.

“You mean there are more Chikik?”

“Yes,” it said.

“What does ‘shaka’ mean?”

“Mean in human, ‘go’.”

“So you were telling the oak tree to go?”


Maya noticed the oak leaf he was clutching was torn in several places… actually, more than several. It was actually torn to shreds, but…  Somehow they made a picture if you looked at them one way, as if they were pictures, but if you looked at them in another way, like a shredded leaf, it was just a good candidate for the compost pile. Maybe it made a picture because Maya wanted it to, but she didn’t care. It was a picture to her. The Chiki gave a final tug on the leaf, then pinched it off.

“Here. Look out branches.” the Chiki said.

She did. No longer was there the confusing “nothing and everything” thing, but instead, to her surprise, the picture that the Chiki had carved into the leaf. The Chiki stepped out.

“Follow,” he said.

She did. She followed him through the little village made of logs, trees and lots of leaves. They appeared at a large, hollowed-out log. Its walls were covered with leaves that had letters carved in Chiki language that Maya did not understand. The Chiki must have seen her looking at them, because he said, “Native Chikian. This meeting log.”

Obviously he wanted to show the other Chikik to Maya. He gestured to a door that was like a rat hole.

“Come,” he said.

“Too big,” Maya responded.

The Chiki clutched his shredded leaf tighter. He waved it sharply.

“AKIE!” He screeched. “Close eyes,” he said, softer. She did, then he broke the stem. Nothing happened.

“Try relax.” Maya half-reluctantly obeyed. After all, he was a strange elf thing that had a weird name, and Maya wasn’t sure whether she could trust him.

She shrank enough so that she could fit through the door!

“Shrink spell. Easy than bigger whole village.” He grinned.

Through the door was a whole room full of chairs, full of Chikik. Maya’s escort stepped up to the piece of wood that served as a podium. He said something in native Chikik that Maya could not understand, but she heard him say Maiai right before the rest went “Ooooooohhh…”, so this might be important.

“Maiai! Come. Tell name. Tell family name. Tell what like.”

I think I’m this Maiai. He wants me to come. Have I become a celebrity among a bunch of elf things? Maya wondered. She came up to the piece of driftwood at which her escort was standing.

“In my land people call me Maya. I like music. I have two sisters and two brothers. My brothers’s names are Brian and Leo. My sisters’s names are Nikki and Lila.”

Half of the Chikik had fallen over in shock by the time Maya said the name Lila. Some of the ones that didn’t were pouring a liquid into the others’ mouths. Others were dragging or carrying them away, possibly to a nurse’s room or something. Maya’s escort was one that did.

She heaved him over her shoulder and took him into one of the village’s log-houses. There was a Chiki in a little dress made entirely of leaves. In fact, all of the Chikik wore either rags, or leaves bound together with leaf stems. She looked at the Chiki that Maya was carrying.

“I afraid husband has weak stomach. Here, put in bed.” She led Maya to one of the little bedrooms. She pointed to half a hollowed-out log, carved in the shape of a bed. She ran back into the kitchen. Maya followed. She muttered something, then grabbed a vial full of bubbly clear liquid.   Apparently he was her husband. When she poured the contents of the vial into her husband’s mouth, he immediately woke from his shock.

The woman shouted at her husband in Native Chikian, which she apparently spoke rather fluently while her English was broken.

“Maiai.” her escort said.

“We waited long time,” his wife said.

“What is your name?” Maya asked.

“My name Nua. Her name Hika. Our girl child name Ukiki.”

“Now, why do you live like this?”

“Like what?” Hika asked.

“In logs.” Maya read the puzzlement on their faces.

“How other?” Nua asked.

“You could build houses,” Maya said, “instead of living in logs.”


“And,” Maya added, “I haven’t seen a school anywhere. How do you learn anything?”

“What is ‘school’?” Nua asked.

“School is fish!” Hika said.

“A different kind of school,” Maya said with a giggle.

“Hika most smartest in village,” Nua said proudly.

“Well,” Maya said. “What do you do, then? How do you entertain yourselves? What job do you have? You must do SOMETHING.”

“Do?” Nua asked.

“Uhhh… we are tooth faerie.” Hika said.

“The tooth faerie, eh? Where do you get the money for under pillows?”

“What money? We put shiny thing under white thing,” Hika said.

“That’s money.”

“What money for?”

“Do you have a lot of shiny things?”

“In meeting log.”

They went over to the meeting log.

“Look here,” Hika said, opening a hidden door. It was covered by a humongous maple leaf. Inside   was about a

hundred dollars’s worth of quarters.

“We find in street,” Nua said.

“Chikik very observant,” Hika said.

“That biggest word Hika know,” Nua said with a grin. “Hika like to show off.” He nodded.

“I think I can get this town prospering,” Maya said, “if you will tell me why everyone fainted when I said Lila is my sister.”

“Time for history lesson.” Hika shook her head. Back into the oak tree they went.

Another etched picture, another strange place. Maya resisted the temptation to repeat, “Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?”over and over and over again. It took a while, and Maya usually entertained herself by looking out the window and counting the trees. One, she thought.

Eventually they came to a stop and Hika handed Maya a leaf.

“Hold on to special leaf for safety. Do not put down or let go of special leaf.” Hika said.


“You sink through cloud without special leaf.” Hika gave Maya a look that said she’d better stop questioning her seriousness. She had said nothing about a cloud until now.

Sure enough, when Maya climbed down the tree, there was a cloud. A very, very, VERY big cloud. On the very, very, VERY big cloud there was a city. A very, very, VERY big city. They entered the city. Inside it was a population. A very, very – sorry. They were smaller than the Chikik, and they were all… fairies. Maya guessed that maybe this place had something to do with Lila. She had been disappearing for days at a time, after all. Anything is possible when you are being led around by Chikik. Nua led them to a spacious apartment building. Inside it was clear that it was not an apartment building at all, but three two-story houses and a little lobby/waiting room arranged in a square. There was a little elevator that led to the second floor.

They stepped inside the little elevator. Hika pushed a little button that said, “Lila”. Up went the elevator. When they came out, they went down a cramped little hall with two doors. Nua knocked on the right door. They were let in by a sweet little faerie with flowing golden hair and blue-and-green wings with a dress to match.

“What are YOU doing HERE?” Lila and Maya said at the same time.

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4 Responses to “Chapter 5”

  1. Zashkaser
    1:28 pm on August 5th, 2009

    i found you by link from the Directory Listing Script from Ash.. Nice to read your blog ^.^

  2. LenaShopogolik
    10:54 pm on August 5th, 2009

    I love these stories! Keep making them!

  3. Sdanektir
    8:23 am on August 6th, 2009

    The article is ver good. Write please more

  4. Vivalkakira
    3:18 am on August 7th, 2009

    I like that you separate fate from destiny. There is something to be said for trying to account for the idea that we can sometimes fail to fulfill our destiny.

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