eerieindiana | Eerie, Indiana fanfiction: Yeti

Written for Day 17 of the Advent Calendar Challenge. Today's prompt was "yeti", by

lipstickcat

When the Yeti arrived in Eerie to celebrate the holidays with his favourite cousin, he was wearing sunglasses, a garish necklace of plastic flowers, and a Hawaiian shirt.

"Bigfoot!" he roared, depositing a flash-frozen polar bear's head into the outstretched arms of his fellow cryptid. "It's been too long! How the devil have you been? Still trying to get your big break in television?"

Bigfoot tucked the frozen head under one gangly arm and slung the other around Yeti's shoulders.

"Same old, same old," he said. "What about you? Seems you've been doing some travelling; I wasn't aware they had polar bears in the Himalayas."

"They don't," said Yeti. "Yet another reason to put off going home, besides the lack of internet access and the absence of anything more interesting to hunt than domesticated yaks."

"Come inside," said Bigfoot. "And tell me all about it."

That night, in Bigfoot's warm, sandy-bottomed cave, reached only by a secret route concealed beneath a hollowed-out tree, the two hominids drank and laughed and caught up in the flickering light of the pixies who nested in the nooks and crannies of the rocky walls. The next morning, they swam in Lake Eerie in search of breakfast, and ran up the shore laughing and screaming when an outraged sea-serpent chased them out of it's larder.

Bigfoot bent double, hands on his knees, laughing so hard he could barely breathe. From a safe distance inland, Yeti threw rocks at the lake's smooth surface, shouting insults and daring the serpent to come after them. They sat beneath the scrubby brush and sucked the heads off their stolen fish while the pale winter sun dried their fur.

"So, what else do you do for fun around here?" asked Yeti, when they were done.

Bigfoot grinned, exposing his long yellow teeth.

"Come with me," he said. "Have you ever played scavenge-trash-run?"