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Poem: "The Whole Universe Surrenders"
This poem is spillover from the May 5, 2015 Poetry Fishbowl.  It was inspired by prompts from kestrels_nest, tigerbright, and lone_cat.  It also fills the "mind control" square in my 1-3-15 card for the Trope Bingo fest, and the "extortion" square in my 11-25-14 card for the Hurt/Comfort Bingo fest.  This poem belongs to the Damask thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: This poem touches on some sensitive issues.  Some of the warnings are spoilers; highlight to read them.  This includes a mysterious request for help, walking into an unknown situation, hazardous kittens, amoral youth, a very graphic very creepy-in-a-cute-way portrayal of mind control,  extortion, and other challenges.  A lot of this is cute and fluffy and funny, but under that is a very serious thread about the potential harm from telepaths too young to have self-control, especially when they are kittens with that feline assumption of superiority.  If this is touchy territory for you, consider your headspace before reading onward.

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The Whole Universe Surrenders


I am pulling the weeds from
around the back steps when
Macavity sidles out from under
the black raspberries that grow
along the length of the fence.

There is a problem, he says,
and then more grudgingly,
I need your help.

"I'll do what I can," I offer.
"What seems to be the trouble?"

It would be easier to show you
than to tell you,
says the cat,
his orange tail waving as
he trots toward the sidewalk.

I grab my costume and change
as I hurry after him.


I nudge Maze out of the way
and take over, so that if the problem
turns out to be a fight of any kind,
I'll be ready for it.

I follow Macavity through campus,
keeping an eye out for trouble,
and also for traps because we might
be feeding him but he is still,
after all, a cat.

Instead of a brawl or an ambush,
though, we come upon a small crowd
of students crouched in the late spring grass.

Most of them are strangely motionless,
but a few of the ones in front are laying food
on the ground as if making some kind of offering.

Well, that's weird.

I drift closer, keeping to the edge
of the crowd, just in case whatever
holds them fast could pose some
kind of threat to us as well.

I catch a glimpse of fur --


Ohhh, kittens!

There are three of them --
one white, one orange,
and one brown tabby --
looking about eight
or nine weeks old.

The white kitten has
half a tunafish sandwich.
The orange one hunches, growling,
over a chicken leg bigger than herself.

The tabby pounces on a freshman
who makes no move to resist
as little paws bat imperiously
at his plastic lunchbox.

Moving as if mesmerized,
the young man bares his roast beef.

"Okay, that's enough of that,"
I say to the kittens, trying
to shoo them away from the students.

They turn their big blue eyes on me.

Ohhhh ... kittennnnnns!


With a groan of frustration,
I haul Clement's limp body
away from Front, hoping that
he'll snap out of the trance
once he gets out of sight
from the hypnotic kittens.

Ham takes charge of Clement
and carries him toward the green door.

I let them go. I have smaller problems
to worry about now. Wrapping my
strongest mental shields around myself,
I settle carefully into Front.

With their superpowers rendered useless
against me, the kittens are just kittens,
adorable but too tiny to put up a fight.

I manage to catch all of them,
although I have to pry the orange one
out from under a senior's skirt.

"Would you care to explain this?"
I say to Macavity, who has
watched the entire show
without lifting a paw to help.

They are kittens, he says. I made them
with a beautiful queen this spring

"Well, that much is obvious," I say
as I stuff them down my blouse.
I don't have anywhere else to put them.
"So why are they rolling college students?"

They have to survive somehow,
he says as if it's perfectly reasonable
to use telepathy to manipulate and
rob people. Apparently cats don't tend
to come with the "mentally fastidious"
quality common to human telepaths. So I
taught them how to steal and beg for food

"You couldn't have stopped
the fuzzy little extortionists when they
went beyond snatching a few fallen scraps
and moved on to mugging people
for their entire lunch?" I say.

Actually, I cannot, he admits,
sounding sheepish now. I did try.
They seem able to resist me somehow

Wonderful. The powers of cute blink their eyes,
and the whole universe surrenders.

"Well, they can't stay here," I declare.
"Someone needs to take charge of them
and explain that this kind of behavior
is completely unacceptable."

It is for the best, Macavity says,
despite the usual aversion he has to
humans meddling with free-range cats.
I hope you can find a safe place for them.

I call the Onion City SPOON base, barely
waiting for Groundhog to announce himself.

"I have three telepathic kittens
confined in -- ow! -- my blouse,"
I explain, detailing the rest of
the issues as I try to detach their
wicked little claws from my bra.

"Kittens," he says on an odd note, and
whatever it is, I don't have time for this.

"Three of them, yes, and I need someone
resistant to mental influence who can
take them off my hands," I say.

"Mew," the orange kitten complains
into my vidwatch, scrabbling at my mind
with a wordless but insistent pressure.

"Sooner would be better than later," I say.

Within a few minutes, I hear the pop!
of a teleporter around the corner of
a nearby building, and a young man
jogs into view with a cat carrier.

"Hi, I'm Riposte," he says, holding out
his free hand for me to shake.

He feels perfectly ordinary, but
I trust Groundhog to send
the right person for the job.

"I'm Damask. Thank you for coming,"
I say as I shake hands. The white kitten
takes that opportunity to make
a break for freedom.

Riposte snags her and tucks her into
the cat carrier. "Be good," he says.

"I hope you can handle them," I say,
extracting the others one at a time.
I look around at their victims, who
are just starting to stir.

"I managed to keep my sister
from cribbing my homework
or conning me into giving up
all my Nagasaki Ninjettes comics,
said Riposte. "I think I can keep
on top of three kittens."

As soon as he has them all
secured in the carrier, he heads
back to his hidden teleporter
and I hear them pop away.

That finally jars the college students
back into action. "What happened
to the little kitties?" one girl wonders.

"They found a nice new home," I say,
checking to make sure that nobody has
taken harm from the unwanted contact.
"Now they won't need to steal food,
so you don't have to worry about them."

I add just a touch of my superpower
to nudge everyone back to their
ordinary routine, and watch them
scatter down the rambling paths.

Then I turn my attention inward
for a moment, and see that Clement
is back on his feet, peeking out of his
bedroom door to discover what's going on.

Outside, Macavity sniffs at the discarded drumstick,
picks it up, and disappears into the bushes.

He doesn't thank me, but at least he
asked for help when he needed it,
and from such an independent spirit,

that's enough for me.

* * *


"To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders."
-- Lao Tzu

Cats are commonly viewed as superior to humans, mystical, and sometimes downright mean.

See Macavity's kittens.  The white and orange ones are girls; the brown tabby is a boy.

Kittens are cute by evolutionary design, which enables them to take advantage of human nurturing instincts. Interestingly, this produces a positive effect on human concentration.  Add superpowers, and the ordinary appeal becomes genuinely hypnotic.

Cute tropes include Cute Kitten, Cute Is Evil, and Cuteness Proximity.  These kittens aren't exactly evil -- although what they're doing definitely violates people's mental integrity -- they're just so young their morals haven't grown in yet.  Also feline morality tends to be very different from human morality.

Ninjas are popular comic book characters.  They often appear in the wuxia genre.  Given Terramagne's recognition of superpowers, comic books there tend to feature other genres instead, although there are a few fictional examples along with the sensationalized ones of Whammy Lass and other historic figures.

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thnidu From: thnidu Date: May 10th, 2015 06:51 am (UTC) (Link)
Well! So what the f... fur is going on?
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: May 10th, 2015 06:53 am (UTC) (Link)


A dilemma! Cute, fuzzy trouble.
tigerbright From: tigerbright Date: May 10th, 2015 10:43 am (UTC) (Link)
Thank you for adding the picture of the kittens to the notes. :D
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: May 10th, 2015 06:11 pm (UTC) (Link)

You're welcome!

I'm glad you appreciated that. They are, in essence, characters; just bit characters with minimal development at this stage.
From: (Anonymous) Date: May 14th, 2015 10:58 pm (UTC) (Link)

how is this different than normal kittens?

Because if you have the 'like cats' gene, it's really, really hard to tell!

Seriously, though, they NEED somewhere with boundaries, a safe place for them AND their new human "assistants."
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: May 14th, 2015 11:21 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: how is this different than normal kittens?

>>Because if you have the 'like cats' gene, it's really, really hard to tell!<<

It is different in degree, not in kind. There are humans who are so susceptible to cats that ordinary kittens will effect them like this. But these kittens could roll someone who hates cats. They can do the same to most superheroes. They just aren't strong enough yet to outmatch a more experienced telepath, or someone with a specific resistance to mind powers.

>> Seriously, though, they NEED somewhere with boundaries, a safe place for them AND their new human "assistants." <<

Absolutely. It's what makes Coby a perfect caretaker for them. He won't take any bullshit, but he's kind and gentle and likes pets. *chuckle* And his relatives are soups, which also helps.

Once the kittens grow up, they have a range of options including therapist, EFA, entertainer ... or supervillain, nevermind Granny Whammy's obsession with the white side of the cape.
thnidu From: thnidu Date: May 15th, 2015 05:39 am (UTC) (Link)
I let them go. I have smaller problems
to worry about now.

Love that. Σ:•X3
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: May 15th, 2015 05:45 am (UTC) (Link)


I'm glad it worked for you. Sometimes problems are little ones!
From: (Anonymous) Date: May 19th, 2015 01:22 am (UTC) (Link)

LOVE this

It's Dialecticdreamer, btw. I may end up on LJ just to be able to COMMENT here!

"I have smaller problems
to worry about now. "

SO MUCH thiS. it's clearly, decisively Clement's 'voice' --I've even begun giving the characters different speech patterns --and they're YOUR characters! That level of investment almost never happens!

But the payoff is amazing when it does.
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: May 19th, 2015 01:30 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: LOVE this

>>It's Dialecticdreamer, btw. I may end up on LJ just to be able to COMMENT here!<<

Cool. By the way, DW has an automatic echo to LJ. If you set it up, you can just tick a box and it reposts your message here. That's why most of my primary posts are on DW.

>> "I have smaller problems
to worry about now. "

SO MUCH thiS. it's clearly, decisively Clement's 'voice' --I've even begun giving the characters different speech patterns --and they're YOUR characters! <<

That's actually Clarity, after the kittens flattened Clement.

>> That level of investment almost never happens!

But the payoff is amazing when it does. <<

mdlbear From: mdlbear Date: June 10th, 2015 01:43 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: LOVE this

I still get a lot of my comments on LJ.

As for kittens,... the brown tabby is going to grow up to look a lot like my cat owner Curio. Our black queen is the ninja in the family, and she's been training the (tuxedo) kitten.
ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: June 10th, 2015 04:04 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: LOVE this

Yay, kitties!
thnidu From: thnidu Date: June 11th, 2015 02:30 am (UTC) (Link)

Re: LOVE this

If you set it up, you can just tick a box and it reposts your message here.

Or Ripostes? <gd&ravvf>*

* Grin, duck, and run away very very fast
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ysabetwordsmith From: ysabetwordsmith Date: June 1st, 2015 07:47 pm (UTC) (Link)

Re: Questions

>> Since this happened once, how likely is it to happen again? <<

It could happen again. The likelihood depends on assorted variables...

* With the same queen, there's a pretty good chance of making more superpowered kittens. She is probably either soup or latent herself. Statistically speaking, soups are rare so she is probably a latent cat who might be a bit better than average at getting humans to do what she wants. The most likely to produce super offspring is a soup-to-soup mating. Soup-to-latent has the next highest. Soup-to-nary is less common. Given the variable nature of cat interactions, however, the chance of a repeated breeding is present but not particularly high.

* With a different queen, it is rather less likely. See above.

* Since these kittens were ALL telepathic, that specific iteration is also likely. Mental powers such as telepathy and empathy, or their very common combination telempathy, are among the more frequent superpowers to appear.

>> If it is likely to happen again, what, if anything, would Macavity be willing to tolerate to help see that it doesn't, given that he appears to consider it a problem? <<

Quite possibly nothing. He's a cat. That makes him very self-centered, and in terms of politics he generally opposes humans meddling with free-range cats. Ask him to avoid having sex with the same queen, and right now he doesn't care; but if she comes into heat, he'll mount right up without a second thought. So the most feasible way to prevent a repetition would be to find the mother of these kittens and move her out of Macavity's territory. He wouldn't bother to go looking and probably wouldn't object to the move.
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