Inside Wigwam #7 of the Cozy Cone Motel, it was late evening.
Moabbey the Coyote sat intently before his
Apple Power Mac G4 Cube.
As the claws on his forepaws clicked over the keyboard, the
chromatic-hypersphere display snapped into focus.
"You are not going to believe this," Moabbey barked over his left shoulder. "I
think I located
Kokopelli. He is at the
4-Star Atlantis Casino
Resort Spa, in Reno, Nevada."
As Coney the Traffic Cone and Silver Girl approached, the 4-D
chromatic-hypersphere display automatically switched to reality mode. In no time
at all, they traveled from
Village in Holbrook, Arizona to the Atlantis Casino floor in Reno, Nevada.
From their new vantage point, the superheroes could walk all around Plush Kokopelli.
However, Kokopelli's shift to the fifth dimension made it impossible to
communicate with him. As the scene unfolded, all that they could do was to
Watching Kokopelli feed silver dollars into a slot machine, Silver Girl asked,
"Where did Kokopelli get all of that money? Last time I saw him, he was at
Burning Man 2012,
prematurely setting fire to the main temple."
Just then, Coney stepped in and said, "I know where Kokopelli got all that
money. After all, Im his agent."
Plush Kokopelli - Last & Final
Spokesmodel for Hostess Twinkies
Moabbey turned to face Coney and Silver Girl. "Agent... You are Kokopelli's agent?
Coney, I think you have been living off junk food again".
"Well, in a way you're correct" replied Coney. "When Hostess Brands was on
the verge of bankruptcy, their Twinkies mascot... you know, the one with a cowboy
hat and boots, jumped off their box and quit. Since Twinkies are one of my
favorite foods, I called Hostess and soon enough, Kokopelli got the gig as their
last and final mascot. And for my commission, I get a lifetime supply of
Moabbey looked down his long snout at Coney, standing below. "I hate to tell
you, Coney, but Hostess took you for a ride. They shuttered their bakeries.
There will be no Twinkies for your old age"
Looking over Moabbey's shoulder at the chromospheric display, Silver Girl
interjected, "What about
Plush Kokopelli? He is still at that slot machine, placing his bets".
"Don't worry about Kokopelli," said Coney. "Even if I never see another Twinkie,
Kokopelli has plenty of cash. It seems that management at Hostess had been
hording coins for years. When the banks closed their accounts, Hostess paid a
spokesmodel fee to Kokopelli in silver dollars. There were bags of coins. In
Reno, the Atlantis Casino is the last place in town that has actual dollar slot
machines. See, Kokopelli is feeding silver dollars into the slot right now."
Silver Girl chuckled. "Kokopelli already owns
Moab Bank. With his luck,
before the night is over, he will own the Atlantis as well. Look, he has moved
to the blackjack tables and he is winning big."
Plush Kokopelli - Atlantis
blackjack table, Reno, NV
As the three superheroes watched, Plush Kokopelli cleaned up at the slots and
card tables. By then it was getting late, so Kokopelli wheeled his own personal
ATM up to his suite. Since time does not affect Kokopelli as it does the rest of
us here in our 3-D time-space reality, he was in and out of the Jacuzzi and
sleeping peacefully on his pillow before anyone knew it..
"What do you think Kokopelli will do with all of that money?" asked Silver Girl.
Just then, the telephone rang inside the fibrocement teepee. Clicking the
speakerphone with his forepaw, Moabbey glanced at the display to confirm who was
calling. His voice crackling on the line, it was
the Other. "I understand that
you superheroes have come into some money or at least Kokopelli has. I need
your help, and
some of that money, too.
Old Energy is making an all-out
on Moab and
Greater Canyonlands. They are drilling and
fracking for gas,
planning tar sands and
potash mines and denying the watershed effects of a
planned nuclear facility".
"I get it," said Silver Girl. "This is the cause we have been looking for. Years
ago, we all met for the first time in Moab. This vacation at the
Cozy Cone Motel
is over. We need Kokopelli back home, at
Moab Ranch. Once he arrives, Ill ask
if he will donate some money to help secure a future for
National Monument. Years ago, didn't we promise to save that place?"
"You've got it, Silver Girl," said the Other. "See you all in Moab this spring".
Then the telephone line went dead.
Moabbey had the last word. "With my Power Mac G4 Cube, I should have no
trouble contacting Kokopelli. The last we saw, he was asleep in his suite at the
Atlantis. I hate to wake him up, but
protecting Greater Canyonlands is important".
To be continued...
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