Call Me If You Need A Raiding Party

Sweezus is on his way to Blaxland. Mrs Hume has kindly paid his fare.

He gets off the plane in Sydney, and takes the train to Sydney Central, where he changes to the train for Emu Plains.

It's a tatty train, half full of commuters, going home. A man sits down beside him, and begins to hum.

Sweezus opens up his backpack, to look for chocolate.

He has finished all the chocolate Bunny gave him. But there are two prettily wrapped Easter packages that Mrs Hume has asked him to deliver to the children.

He pulls out the first one and starts picking it undone.

I wouldn't do that, says the man beside him. They look like presents.

Whoa! says Sweezus, stopping. Yeah, you're right.

Name's Rossco, says the man. They call me Mr Penrith.

Awesome, says Sweezus. Why?

Founder of the Sacred Gardens Healing Centre, says Rossco. Volunteer award. General all round helper of the homeless. You?

Jesus, says Sweezus. But I prefer Sweezus. It's way cooler.

Jesus, that's a good one, says Rossco. Ha ha ha! What's in those presents? Chocolate? Like to make a small donation to the poor?

No way, says Sweezus. I'm on a budget. Hey, do you know Pastor Moon?

Ray Moon! Who doesn't? says Rossco. You'd best steer clear of him.

Can't, says Sweezus. He's kidnapped my friend Arthur. I'm here to rescue him and take him home.

Rossco looks excited.

Here's my card, says Rossco. Call me if you need a raiding party. That Ray Moon has kidnapped folks before. And if you feel a need of psychic healing, reiki, meditation, aromatherapy, dream interpretation, spiritual development, anything at all, just drop by the Sacred Gardens and we can fix you up. This is my stop. Don't forget now. Good to meet you, Sweezus. Jesus, ha ha ha!

Rossco gets off the train.

Sweezus thoughtfully contemplates the wrapped Easter presents. They must be chocolate, what else would Mrs Hume send the children?

He carefully unwraps the first one. It's a chocolate beetle.

And nobody is watching Sweezus now.