Warning: While this is technically classified as Apocryphal History, some may consider it more in the genre of Horror because of its subject matter. If you have a phobia of mold, you’ve been warned. But read it anyway, since it’s a good laugh.
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Life first sprang into being on the high plateau of Fridge, on the rising mounds of Forgotten Bagel. It was a primitive sort of life: growing, eating, spreading slowly, and happy just to discover the occasional half-buried blueberry. A filmy plastic covered the hills and so life was contained for a while.
The gods inhabited the Great House at that time, but soon there came the time of the Impromptu Vacation, and the gods departed from the house for the far country of Aruba. They never returned to the house again.
The civilization of Forgotten Bagel thrived until it had covered the hills and was straining to break the filmy bonds that constrained its expansion. It was the great explorer Schimmel Penicillium who led the first voyage to find the way out of the barrier. He came out into open air and into the strange land of Kitchen. He founded colonies wherever he found suitable ground and the Cillium Empire was formed. Schimmel claimed the title of Grand Mouchla and set up his capital in the caves of Bread Box, which were much more central than Forgotten Bagel. He assimilated the locals and for a while, the Cillium Empire grew like an infestation.
But there were areas of concern. Scouting spores returned to report a deep cavern of mystery named Trashbin that was filled with food and land of unimaginable richness, but was also inhabited by strange and wondrous monsters. Then there were the legends of the dark underworld known as Drain. The people of Drain were said to be dark and strong, with a touch that poisoned everything.
The Cillium Empire flourished and soon built foil mines and developed weapons and aircraft out of aluminum. So it was that the first Cillians landed in the wide basin of Sink and stood before the mighty entrance to the dark land of Drain.
Drain was wet and slick and the entrance was surrounded by slimy black fortifications. The Cillian forces were wary but approached with weapons at the ready. Still, they were not prepared for the onslaught that came. Suddenly millions of black Cladospores poured out, overwhelming the Cillians and capturing their aluminum aircraft and weapons.
The defeat caused panic throughout the Cillium Empire. The Grand Mouchla–at this time the great-grandson of Schimmel Penicillium–stationed guards around the borders of Sink. However, the Cladospores did not spread beyond the borders of Drain and slowly the panic subsided. Still, the Grand Mouchla did not like having such a potent threat so close to his empire.
Then one of the patrols came back with an interesting report. They observed water dripping from the dead waterfall of Tap. Some of the Cillian scientists conjectured that the Cladospores depended on this water and if they could totally shut off Tap, the Cladospores would die. The Cillians had recently discovered a cache of huge and terribly strong steel cables called Twist-Ties and now they undertook a project to bind these together and attach them to the upper portion of Tap, hoping to pull it closed.
After two generations, the grand project was finished and a long line of Twist-Ties was looped around the upper part of Tap and up to a hook above it. Cillian engineers winched the Tap up, but they quickly found that they were very mistaken about the workings of Tap and instead of shutting off the water, it began to gush out in a flood. The Cladospores were obliterated, washed down into the furthest recesses of Drain and a great threat to the Cillium Empire was gone. Some worried that this was only inundating the Cladospores with the resource that they needed most, but most agreed that while Tap was pouring forth water, the Cladospores would never again be able to emerge from Drain. And so, for a time, there was peace in the wide land of Kitchen.
April 15th, 2013 at 11:55 pm
This made me laugh so much. Due to all the damp in the house, everything in out kitchen goes mouldy quite quickly. Sometimes I can’t justify buying a pack of bagels because I know I will only get to eat two before mould specks start to appear.
I might be able to see the funny side from now on.
April 16th, 2013 at 12:07 am
I volunteer to go on an expedition to find the gods in the great land of Aruba…who’s with me? π
April 16th, 2013 at 8:53 am
Better than hanging out in that kitchen, I’m sure. π
April 16th, 2013 at 12:58 am
Oh no, I should get rid of that rotting apple in my kitchen.
Great story!
April 16th, 2013 at 8:52 am
See if they’ve discovered advanced forms of government yet.
April 16th, 2013 at 10:05 am
As I’ve always held – you have the most amazing POVs. Enjoyed this read.
April 16th, 2013 at 2:22 pm
Thanks, Eric.
April 16th, 2013 at 2:16 pm
Ha ha, a delightful tale, David. I’ve many things growing here and there in my kitchen. Yikes!
April 16th, 2013 at 2:21 pm
My wife and I joke about mold gaining space technology sometimes.
April 16th, 2013 at 10:32 pm
Ha! Well, if I didn’t before have a phobia of mold, I kinda do now!
It’s interesting that the last two stories you posted express the human experience on a microcosmic scale.
April 16th, 2013 at 10:37 pm
That’s true, I hadn’t even thought about that. I must have been thinking very small at that time. π Well, today’s story is back to normal human size again.
April 17th, 2013 at 3:40 pm
hilarious story! even though I am not very familiar with scientific terms still just loved it, guessed some then guessing was not required much!
your imagination is pure diamond!
April 17th, 2013 at 5:00 pm
The scientific terms are really important, I just needed to give them some names. Schimmel is mold in Dutch and Mouchla is mold is Greek. π