So I’ve not posted in forever. I can update on quite a lot, but I’ll do so later. For entertainment (if anyone checks this anymore), here you go – something very awkward I wrote almost a year ago, based on the actions in the following video:
One day in Teletubby land, Poe and Tinky-Winky decided to hold hands.
Tinky-Winky, suprised at his own sudden, dire urges, looked bashfully from the ground up at Poe’s round, curious eyes, and at once Poe knew what he desired, but Poe knew better than to let on immediately. Tinky-Winky uttered a soft moan, which didn’t go unnoticed by Poe – were these pangs of wanton lust normal? They’d only known each other briefly… this field of dreams, as it were, being their own meeting grounds… Tinky-Winky took a short, sharp breath and held his arm out, a facade of confidence surrounding his bold, yet internally terrifying, gesture.
Poe looked. There, before him, was an invitation of a variety he was familiar with – a sign of togetherness. His hand twitched nervously towards Tinky-Winky’s but Poe retracted it for a moment, and gazed up at his tall companion’s eyes… their looks locked, and Poe looked away, breaking the connection. He stared forth, and only said softly, “…Tinky-Winky…” and his hand moved mechanically towards his mouth, as if he’d vocalized some taboo curse. Then, with brazen intent, grasped firmly on Tinky-Winky’s invitation, and looked back at Tinky-Winky. The air was still with silence as Poe said, almost as silently as the air around them, “…holding…hands.” Moving together, the two shared the moment of spiritual bliss – this was it. Tinky-Winky repeated Poe, louder, as if to solidify the moment, this moment: “Holding hands!” They looked not at each other, but their future before them, when a familiar march began.
Dipsy and Lala were fast approaching. Poe and Tinky-Winky stiffened their resolve, resolutely holding hands. Dipsy and Lala spotted the two, and simultaneously knew what their symbol meant, emitted each an “Uh oh”… could the four never be a group again? Would this illusion of brotherly love diminish with realized truth that it’s no longer Tinky-Winky, Dipsy, Lala, and Poe, but rather it’s Tinky-Winky and Poe, then Dispy and Lala?
Dipsy and Lala… Dipsy… AND Lala…
So Dipsy and Lala decided to hold hands, too. They’d frolicked into this field not only to find their friends, but also themselves… With bold intent they clasped their hands firmly together, only to realize, after saying aloud together “We’re holding hands too” that their gesture meant nothing compared to Tinky-Winky and Poe’s, their….love.
Dipsy had never had love. He looked cautious from Lala to Poe and again at his one empty hand, worthless as it was empty, he could fill it with another, and maybe… it will fill his empty heart too. Again he looked at Poe… And Dipsy decided to hold hands with Poe.
Poe wanted Tinky-Winky, and only Tinky-Winky. He automatically moved closer to his larger, stronger protector, unsure of the consequences of offering the other half of his two hands… the other half of his heart, to another TeleTubby. Should he betray Tinky-Winky’s generous, unrelenting desire? Tinky-Winky has never wavered, never faltered from Poe’s side, supported unceremoniously-
But Dipsy was determined. With a commanding tone and deft speed he grasped Poe’s hand, and Poe shuddered as he felt the warmth of the grasp flow up his arm and into his chest… but he felt love again, twice today.
Tinky-Winky was astonished. Flabbergasted, intent on jealousy and revenge, he looked towards Lala… Then Tinky-Winky decided to hold hands with Lala, knowing he could shatter Poe if only he had Lala’s beautiful feminine touch within his own. Holding out his hand, he addressed Lala, “Lala…”
Lala looked up, trying not to concentrate on the meaningless grasp he’d been focusing on up until now. He felt used, an tool used to hammer a nail and never touched again, gathering dust in a toolshed far away from desire, when he noticed an outstretched hand. “What’s this…” Lala thought. Passion, hunger, an eagerness for Lala? Determined the hand lay, steady in the silence as Lala stood, taken aback. He felt himself move forward, but didn’t know he was walking – it was all a dream to him, and soon he found his once free hand occupied by Tinky-Winky’s… Lala smiled for the first time. He coveted that hand.
Poe at once knew his mistake. Suprised, his heart betrayed, he spoke the name of his first love, “Tinky-Winky…”
Then all the Teletubbys were holding hands. But then something happened. The four at once knew no strife. Their hands, their circle of love and hate, pleasure, and pain was indeed a circle, where one emotion led to another, and one to another. Something simultaneously clicked within each other their Teletubby minds, and knew at once that their differences mattered not, that they could find solace and relax with each other’s love – that their bold acts of indecency were among only themselves, that they were in this taboo circle together, them against the masses… Their love against, and alongside of every other love in the world.
They grasped tightly to one another, smiling, then soon laughing – “Teletubbies holding hands!” This was it, their moment, their world, their lust, free at last, and they twirled in their garden of dreams finally realized – nothing could take this love from them, from each other…
And God did look down, smiling. Creepy bastard.
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