An amateur photographer captured stunning pictures of multicoloured squirrels foraging for food in India.
The three-tone Malabar giant squirrel was spotted in a forest in the Pathanamthitta District by 39-year-old Kaushik Vijayan.
Also known as the Indian giant squirrel, the rodents stand out from other species because of their coats with varying shades of orange, maroon and purple.
I just had an entirely bizarre dream. I dreamt my bestie ( @heatheriscandy ) and I were bandits in the wild west, and instead of horses, we were galloping through the desert on giant squirrels, robbin' banks... Perhaps this was a flashback, combined with a dream? The world may never know 😹
Verse: Croc/Tim whatever the hell I call this verse >_<
Notes: Three votes. Hearts~ Thebatboys and Dogsnameisfrank. And I currently have this thing for insanity. No clue. Enjoy the insanity.
When Tim was younger he had been under strict orders to not accept any candy from Lex Luthor. ‘Candy’ ranged from actual candy to bribes of books and world domination, all in exchange for Tim’s assistance on a few certain problems. In all honestly Tim was still under the ban of ‘no fucking candy ever and if you try I’ll fucking lock you up until you’re fucking fifty with no books’, certain people just assumed he was old enough to not need to be reminded.
Sadly this was not the case.
And that’s how Tim ended up in Metropolis waiting around for trouble to ‘happen’ so that he could play the victim of the week and wait for Superman.
Of course this was all part of a brilliant plan to plant tracking bugs on the man of steel. Tim was pretty sure that Luthor already knew who Superman really was, he just didn’t feel like admitting it, but if he didn’t well Tim wasn’t about to say anything.
Of course when the giant squirrels, giant freaking squirrels, started rampaging the park Tim was sitting in… well Tim had the slight idea that part of the plan had gone wrong. He certainly hadn’t remembered giant squirrels in the plan. No he was pretty sure the plan Luthor had painstakingly gone over with him involved gunman running amok in downtown Metropolis.
So Tim was dodging fluffy tails of doom, and trying hard not to think about how much trouble he was going to be in when he got home, and that’s when his phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Ahh Mr. Drake.” Luthor sounded almost relieved. It was bad practice to get useful associates accidently eaten by tree rats. “I hope you are doing well.”
“Fine Mr. Luthor.” Tim ducked behind a large tree, not the best hiding spot as it gave him a lovely view of incisors chewing on tree branches. “Was there a problem?”
“I apologize for the unfortunate rodent epidemic. Apparently one of my smaller labs decided to do some unauthorized testing.”
“Oh.” Tim ducked under another tail and ran for the park’s entrance. “That would be uh unfortunate. Do you have many plans involving giant squirrels?”
There was a long stony silence, which Tim figured meant that Luthor had no plans involving the creatures, before Luthor hummed.
“No. But they do seem to be doing the job admirably. Taking advantage of unique opportunities is always good business.”
Tim looked up as he ran, at least the squirrels didn’t seem all that interested in anything other than trees, and sure enough: there was flashing blue and red. And wait a second…
Being lifted into the sky at top speeds was a new and completely unwelcomed sensation.
“Hey gorgeous. Don’t you know you shouldn’t mess around with giant chipmunks?”
“Those are squirrels.” Tim narrowed his eyes as he calmly hung up his phone and glared at the other teen. That’s right, there had been rumors about a new super in Metropolis, and he had really hard pectorals. Not that Tim noticed or anything.
“Is there really a difference?” Blue eyes frowned and it was a good thing Tim wasn’t at all interested in heroes. Not at all.
“Squirrels have longer, fluffier, tails.” Tim said blandly, hooking his arms around the other teen along with a toy or two, and holding on. “Would you kindly put me down? I was doing perfectly fine.”
“You had giant squirrels after your ass.” Blue eyes set Tim down on a roof, grinning as he cocked his head. “Can’t blame them, really nice ass.”
“Thanks.” Tim’s voice was about as dry as the Sahara. “Now go away.”
“What? No hugs or kisses in thanks? Not even a name?”
“Bad for business.” Tim stepped back frowning at the other teen. Okay he was a little cute. “Plus my family would never approve.”
“Seriously?” Superboy gave Tim the most askance look he’d ever received. “Can I have your phone number?”
This earned an even blander look as Superboy realized what he’d asked and shoved a hand through his short dark hair.
“Or not. I’ll see you around?”
“Hopefully not.” Tim sniffed as he turned around and started walking towards the roof access door. “I’m sure you have others to rescue from the squirrels.”
“Yeah sure. I’ll keep an eye out for you!”
Tim glanced back once to see frantic waving before Superboy flew off. This was going to be a long ride back to Gotham.
Of course that’s when his phone started ringing again. This time with the Jaws theme which Tim still thought was a great warning signal for his criminal.
