Mango And Baby B-B

So what's this crisis? asks Sweezus. The Bristlebirds are cactus?

No, that crisis was resolved, says Dries. They left behind a baby. And that was a good thing.

A good thing? Yeah, right. Sweezus waits to hear why.

Dries continues:

A good thing because with the baby, Arthur and Pablo could fulfil their contract.

No kidding! sniggers Sweezus. These guys signed a contract?

Yes, says Dries. So then they are keeping the four hundred euro. But in Sydney the baby bird is suddenly left behind by a crazy decision of Arthur. So I think they are not entitled to be keeping the four hundred euro.

Arthur, says Belle, where did you leave it?

I've still got most of it, says Arthur.

Most of it? says Belle. The baby bird is in pieces?

No, the money, says Arthur. The baby bird's at the bottom of a coffee cup.

So it could still be alive, says Belle.

It could be, says Arthur.

........

In fact, at this minute, back in Sydney, baby Bristlebird is commencing a journey.

See ya, Mango, says Josh. Here's the address. Don't lose it.

No worries, says Mango. See you in about sixteen days.

No need to knock yourself out, Mango, says Josh.

No worries, Joshy, says Mango.

Mango flies up and over the front fence of Josh's garden, with baby Bristlebird in some sort of leather contraption, strapped under her golden breast feathers.

You're trusting, says Unni.

If you love someone, let them go, says Josh. She'll be back. Macaws are heaps smart. Smart as a five year old human.

Really? That smart! says Unni.

Mango flies over Sydney Harbour.

See that bridge? says Mango.

No-o, squeaks baby B-B.

Stick your head out, says Mango. That thing, that's a bridge. Want to fly under it?

No-o! squeaks baby B-B.

Mango flies under it.

Baby B-B didn't like that, not even one tiny bit.

He wants some coffee.

Ma-ma! says baby B-B. Ma-ma!

Arthur, says Mango. You want Arthur. Say ARTHUR.

Arh! says baby B-B. But he still wants coffee.

This trip could take eight days, says Mango, chattily. If I don't stop, that is. But I always stop if I see a nice group of people.

She flies over a harbour side restaurant. Baby B-B smells coffee.

Ma-ma! says baby B-B.

Oh, you want coffee? says Mango. It's bad for you. I'm not stopping. Look, a ferry! Want to land on it?

No-o! squeaks baby B-B.

Mango lands on a stinky old ferry.

What a nightmare this trip's going to be!