What a Wednesday

Me: You look exhausted.

Nell: I am. The helicopter just left Dartmoor with everyone on board.

Me: You mean Horst and Henry?

Nell: All bugs have been evacuated.

Me: All?

Nell: There was a terrible battle. Cakes were thrown and wool was unravelled.

Me: Gosh.

Nell: Cardigans were torn and knitted waistcoats ripped to shreds.

Me: How did it start?

Nell: When Susan approached Sven Gully he tried to hypnotise her. Fortunately Bob the buzzard spotted him and swooped in.

Me: Good bird.

Nell: In the ensuing fight Horst bravely jumped into Susan’s feathers. Unfortunately Gully started screaming and the Beefies attacked them.

Me: No.

Nell: Owl Pacino and the Royal Owl Force retaliated and bugs were scattered everywhere as the Beefies flew towards the hotel.

Me: Our hotel?

Nell: Yes. Poppy was already brandishing her sword. She and Knitwear Wolf were on high alert as soon as they heard the screaming.

Me: Go Poppy.

Nell: The Cat, David and Harriet took off their berets and started gathering up as many bugs as they could.

Me: Good thinking.

Nell: Alejandro and Gladys tried distracting the Beefies with an impromptu performance. It was touch and go until the Welsh Corgi choir and the Whippets Institute arrived with cakes.

Me: Surely nobody was hungry?

Nell: Not to eat, to throw. Rock cakes and cream horns. The Beefies were immobilised. They hate cream in their feathers.

Me: What happened next?

Nell: Knitwear Wolf ushered everyone into the chinook. The Beefies soon scattered when Poppy took off.

Me: And now they’re on their way home?

Nell: Yes, and thanks to Horst we know their plan.

Me: We do?

Nell: They want to capture The Great Mutliano at his Halloween special.

Me: But they are not invited.

Nell: That isn’t the point.

Me: No. Sorry.

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