Bear The Warlord And Evil Birds

a book. Story: Duro Toomato Character Design: Nicola Unger Illustration & Design: Martin Hrdina


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Lap2pland is a land with
no nights and no stars,
no mornings and no evenings,
no summer and no autumn.

A Lap2pland week has six days and all of the days are called Sunday.

Lap2planders do not sleep,
they do not drink or eat,
but nevertheless they work
every Sunday afternoon
- but only in the springtime.

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Lap2pland was inhabited by lots of friendly cyber creatures living happily in their Mushroom Houses. All of them were PD Bear′s best friends and loved him very much.

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Here is where this story begins.

It was spring Sunday afternoon. PD Bear was happily walking among the flowers and trees and bees. He was looking for a honey pot. There is no such a thing as a honey pot in Lap2pland, but somewhere in PD Bear′s memory this bear activity was programmed long time ago, so he repeats the command as part of his daily work.

Today he felt he was further than ever from finding the honey pot. Even the buzz of the bees buzzed down.

“Something is about to happen,” thought PD Bear. He liked to savour these pleasant moments, so he sat down on the soft ground under the tree and closed his eyes. Waiting to catch the thought of the moment. These were never worrying thoughts, as there is no such a thing like worries in Lap2pland.

PD Bear opened his eyes… and, suddenly, a snake on a horse appeared. They smiled at the bear as if they were old friends. As far PD Bear was concerned, they had never met before.

“Hello good bear, I am Bad Snake,” said the snake, still smiling. “And I am Black Horse,” said the horse, smiling as well. “Hello Bad Snake and Black Horse. I am PD Bear,” said PD Bear, not smiling but playing along. “Let′s talk business, PD Bear,” said Bad Snake friendly. “Always open for business, if no profit involved,” said PD Bear, like a true Lap2plander. Since there is no such a thing as money in Lap2pland. And he liked the snake and the horse. So they talked, sitting under the big lap-leaved Lap2tree.

Bad Snake told that he was the one they had been searching for. When they saw PD Bear -so young, so smart and so pretty- sitting there with his eyes closed, they knew that he was the one chosen to volunteer for the mission. “By whom?” asked PD Bear. Bad Snake just softly laughed and warned:” One should not check the teeth of a horse which one gets as a gift.” Then Black Horse giggled showing his white teeth and then PD Bear giggled, getting the joke.

Bad Snake suddenly looked PD Bear straight into the eyes and went down to business. She bestowed upon him Magic Memory Stick and warned him that one day Evil Birds will invade Lap2pland at which time his powers will be challenged.

“PD Bear, do you know why this stick is magic?” “Because you say so?” “It is magic because it can change reality. If you use it in the right way it will defeat Evil Birds.” “Whatever,” PD Bear thought, “Evil Birds? In Lap2pland? Never.”

Nevertheless, PD Bear found it hard to refuse and accepted the power and wisdom of Magic Memory Stick, promising to always protect Lap2pland and its inhabitants.

Bad Snake′s phone rang, she answered and talked for a while. Soon after she and Black Horse left, heading north.

Just before vanishing in the far distance, they stopped and turned. “Keep the stick always deep inside your pockets,” shouted Bad Snake.“ There is only one of its kind.” “ And…” Black Horse hesitated for a moment. “ … beware of Good Snake! Things are not what they seem!“ PD Bear put the stick deep into the hole of his pocket and waved them off. “Good Snake? Whatever,” he mumbled, like real bears would mumble. They vanished into the blue sunshine.

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Time was passing.

PD Bear was slowly forgetting the encounter with Bad Snake and Black Horse, but nevertheless he always kept Magic Memory Stick deep inside his pocket.

Yet another spring went by, and he did not find the honey pot. Winter restarted.

He retired to his cave under the giant oak tree on the slopes of Borabora Hills. The tree is a thousand years old. PD Bear felt safe and warm inside the cave under the old oak tree. He did not sleep, as real bears in the winter mostly do. He was simply waiting for the return of the spring, flowers, trees and the bees.

Lap2pland winters are short and cold. The trees do not freeze, but the bees do get desperate without the shelter of the beehive. From time to time, PD Bear would open the window to let the bees enter his cave and warm up their wings. They do not stay very long or the whole winter, as they make buzzing noise that disturbs PD Bear′s flow of clear winter thoughts. Winter is the time to forget about hard work and enjoy the comfort of the bearskin carpet in front of the fireplace.

“Off you go, buzzing bees. Please don′t freeze and see you later.” Everybody else in Lap2pland closed the door of their Mushroom Houses, enjoying warm and idle wintertime while chatting to each other over invisible and silent wireless connections.

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After an unknown time another cyber winter passed. The spring restarted. And another. One more. And few more winters passed and a few more springs restarted. The villagers lived peacefully in the cyber space. They believed that PD Bear would always ensure their wellbeing with the magic of his Magic Memory Stick.

But, this story would not be as good a story as it is without twists and turns.

So, in a sudden twist and turn, on the first day of new spring, Evil Birds arrived to Lap2pland.They used their deadly weapons, threatening to bring death and destruction to those who got in their way. The bright light of the blue Lap2pland sun was creating evil reflections on their perfect, sharp beaks.

Aggressive Little Pig, PD Bear′s best friend, could not keep his snout shut and started screaming: “Stop this nonsense! I will get PD Bear and he has Magic Memory Stick and then you will see…” He was killed in no time, eaten by Evil Birds.

Terrified Lap2planders ran towards PD Bear′s cave, looking for help. But, they were clever and fast ones, those Evil Birds. They arrived at PD Bear′s cave just before the villagers got there.

Lap2planders ran away and hid in their Mushroom Houses waiting for the online news from PD Bear. The happy carefree days were gone, replaced by days of fear, anger, hopelessness and hip-hop.

IS PD BEAR GOING TO SAVE LAP2PLAND FROM EVIL BIRDS?

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