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"What's cold-fusion mean?", arfed Quito after flying around the house and knocking down 2 Lichtenstein painting, 1 Picasso and 1 Tiffany lamp.
"Cold-fusion mean atomic power which can be created at room temperature. Normally for atomic power to occur, the temperature in the place where it's created has to get to thousands of degrees. But cold-fusion saves a lot of energy 'cause it doesn't have to get so hot", replied Zachary in between sneezes because apparently he either had allergies or a cold. He was, of course, a nuclear physicist so he knew all about that sort of complicated stuff.
Quito realized that he'd been gone from little William and Thomas for a long time and figured they'd be awake, roaming around and probably watching their favorite TV show, Dark Shadows, by now. Quito knew that Parents had probably already given them a nice breakfast of Belgian Waffles with local Ohio maple syrup freshly whipped cream and sliced ruby-red strawberries atop. And he was just as curious as you can imagine about how he became a cold-fusion puppy. He figured it was okay if he stayed at the neighbors for just a little while longer to learn more about his new "condition". Also, he needed to practice walking and lifting things normally again which the 3 brothers assured him he'd be able to do. They'd told him that the reason he broke the toilet was because he simply didn't know his own new strength. But with concentrating on a gentle touch, he wouldn't break things anymore. They also told him that getting wet eliminates all his cold-fusion special powers.
"So what started this whole thing, anyhow?" barked Quito as he and the gentlemen walked into the recently redecorated breakfast room with it's jade green wooden furniture, soft mint green walls, early-American style hammered copper lighting fixture and bright purple paintings on the walls. The eastern wall of windows were on fire like The Towering Inferno with the morning sun. The ray's warmth felt good on Quito's snout. Everybody sat down and the dog began trying to solve the Rubik's Cube which was sitting on the table.
"Well, here's the scoop", said Judd with the sort of voice that made you think he was proud of himself for saying something that somebody else actually wanted to hear. Meanwhile, Nathanael poured everybody tall glasses of freshly squeezed orange-grapefruit juice and served it over ice with sprigs of mint leaves. "That fireball from the sky was from the sun. We all know that the sun is a giant ball of gas which is on fire.Well, more often than you realize, some of that gas breaks away and travels quickly through space, still on fire. As it travels it attracts space dust, little rocks and stuff and gradually becomes a solid chunk. That's what landed next to you yesterday. When it scorched the little spot in your backyard, it made it and anything standing on it radioactive.That radioactivity is what made you super-powered.
"There's some other things also", interjected Nathanael.
"Wait!" said Zack and Judd almost in unison and almost in raised voices. "Should he know now?" asked one of them to the others.
"He's going to find out anyhow. He may as well hear it from us, right up front." Replied Nathanael. Then the men started arguing about whether or not to tell him something. They started calling each other all sorts of names. Dimwit, nimrod, dinkus-brain, stinky-butt, doofus and poopy-pants were just a few that Quito was able to make out. He also heard some actual constructive discussion between the brothers. After a few minutes, Zack and Judd shrugged their shoulders in a "guess you're right" sort of way. "Okay tell em", said somebody.
By this point, Quito was really curious, as you can assume, about what they were with-holding. As much as he had enjoyed flying all over the house he was also wondering what they were arguing about. (Just so you know, Quito was a very responsible, diligent, conscientious, good humored, likable and curious puppy. He cared about his projects and tried to do them as best as he could. He didn't pretend to know more than he did just to impress people. He knew that everybody had their own side to every story and that's it's important to listen to everybody's version of what happened and get all the facts before making any conclusions. He enjoyed helping others. And there were many other things that made people enjoy being around him. Basically, he was just a great dog. But he was really wondering what else was going on.)
"Well, here it is", said Nathanael as he was taking Ghostbusters off the Victrola because it was finished and then putting on Britney Spears' new record . "If you concentrate and think real hard about anybody who's ever lived, real of fiction, like on TV, in books or in movies you can make them come to life for 2 minutes and help you out of any jam you may be in. Also, you have ESP. You can now know what anybody is thinking for 5 minutes after listening to any Henry Mancini music." All 3 men looked at Quito, unsure of what he was thinking (because they didn't have ESP). For his part, Quito wasn't even sure what Quito was thinking. Except one thing he was definitely thinking was "who's Henry Mancini?"
Continued next week... Chapter 4. How do you know?
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