Two Black Fart Shapes

Victor is thinking of adding more crimes to the list of Camus's misdemeanours.

5. Lying to the police (about the penguin pie )

But that may just confuse things.

It was too  long ago.

He'll let that one go by.

In the back seat, Camus has borrowed Terence's pencil.

He intends to write notes in the margins of Victor's list.

In the form of excuses.

But.... why should he? He rips off the top page.

Crumples it up in his fist. Tries to open the back window.

But this is a police car, and the back window can't be opened by a back seat passenger for obvious reasons.

Can we have some air in the back here? asks Camus. 

Victor opens the front window, on his side.

Camus leans forward and chucks out the crumpled paper.

Victor stops the police car.

Littering, says Victor. Another crime.

Can I have the pencil? asks Terence.

Take it, says Camus. 

Right! says Victor. Stay in the car, Terence. Camus and I are going to find and pick up that litter.

Victor and Camus get out of the police car.

Terence remains in the back seat.

What is he meant to do?

Oh yes. A drawing.

Of all the birds that he saw on the journey.

What was the first one? A parrot.

How do you draw a parrot with a pencil? And anyway, he didn't see it. Camus did.

Camus said it tinkled.

Terence draws a few tinkles.

What next?

Black-winged stilts. They were rude. They said Get off our sand!

He's not drawing them nicely.

He draws two black fart shapes. Ha ha!

But what about the butterfly who helped him get out of the mud hole?

It was friendly. 

He draws the butterfly.

And the blue holes.

The blue holes have to be the colour of pencil.

It doesn't matter. He looks at his work. It's good.

Meanwhile Victor and Camus have come back. They were unable to find the crumpled paper.

Camus had not tried.