“Great!” said Dutch, frustration evident in his voice. ”How are we going to find them now?!”
But Tex had spied a little squirrel, not far off. ”We’ll ask for directions!” he said confidently, not understanding the issue. The creature had four eyes, six legs, and two tails, and was clearly from the Terra’s region, but as far as Tex was concerned, a squirrel was a squirrel was a squirrel.
Dutch watched him for a moment, considered the possibility that Tex might be approaching the little mutant squirrel. Rejected the possibility. Then was forced to consider it again when the Burner stopped in front of the animal. ”Tex,” Dutch said flatly. ”That’s a squirrel.”
“Yeah, I know,” he said. ”Don’t interrupt, that’s rude. Ahem. Squeak squeakum, sque, squea, squeak?”
“Tex.” The squirrel chittered in an over-excited manner at Tex, a strange dual-tone to its voice. Dutch eyed the glowing rodent warily. ”Tex, stop. You’re pissing it off.”
“Naw, I’m just chattin’. He’s gonna need to slow down, though, I’m not used to the local accent and I’m a bit rusty at this. Squeak squeak, squeakum?”
The squirrel replied with a single, affirmative chirp.
“Ah, perfect! Thank you, little guy! Squeak squeak!” He looked back at Dutch and pointed to the left. ”The’re this way.”
Dutch just stared. ”You’re kidding, right?”
“About what?” Tex asked, the bald innocence in his face making it clear that he was not.
“Tex, a squirrel did not just tell you where the others went. That didn’t happen.”
“Who said it did?” Tex responded. ”He told me where they ARE. That’s better.” He turned and started down the road before Dutch could argue further.
Ten minutes later they hit a fork in the road and found the Burners waiting. Dutch stopped mid-step and looked from them, to Tex, and back again.
someone needs to make a heartfelt animated movie about Kronk and Tex being family and brothers and I want to hear them speaking in a blended-language household
because you know that Kronk would research and learn whatever he needed to adopt a son/brother from another culture.
This is a requirement for my life.
I haven’t even watched Motorcity and I want this.
This is the power of Kronk and Tex.
I am just…seeing Kronk with tiny!Tex and realizing he needs him and picking him up and taking him home and being like, okay. Time to put on the Apron of Srs Bznss and crack me open some books. Learning about whereever Tex came from, and the language, and the culture, the food, all of it, all while taking care of Tex and helping him through whatever circumstances put him in a position to need Kronk’s care.
And if there is one thing Kronk is good at IT IS CARING.
and then Tex grows up being immersed in some Kronk-version of his home culture plus Kronk’s and so when he meets people from his own culture he confuses the heck out of them with his references and his house-language and they stand there gaping and wondering “who the heck brought up this kid.”
and Tex gets his obsession with martial arts from all the movies that Kronk let him watch to see more of “his people” and it really did help give him some identity seeing people that looked more like him that his big bro but he mostly just LOVES punching and muay thai kicks.
Ha ha! YES.
And also, he speaks squirrel.
not usually into crossovers but GOD THAT’S CUTE
The Texas Republican 2012 platform, which officially opposes teaching students “critical thinking skills.”
I cannot believe this shit.
I totally can.(via freesamuel) —