Wednesday, September 4, 2019

Border Confusion

The Cathay Pacific flight from Hong Kong to Adelaide has landed.

Home at last, says Gaius.

Home at last! says Terence.

Home at last! says Jinjing.

Not for me, says P. krameri. It's a foreign country.

You'll adapt, says Gaius. That is one of your traits.

One of his trays, says Jinjing.

Gaius stands up, and lifts his backpack down from the overhead locker.

This is goodbye then, says Bing Barton. Good luck in Tassie.

Thank you, says Gaius. I expect to be lucky. My trusted right hand man has agreed to come with me. He lives a charmed life.

That's me, says Terence.

It's not you. It's Arthur, says Gaius.

A charmed life is not one of your trays, says Jinjing.

You don't know, says Terence. Hey! What did you just say?

I don't know, says Jinjing. I'm a toy parrot.

Enjoy life with your toy parrot, smiles Bing, moving forward.

He said not one of your trays, says P. krameri. And I say, forget him. I'm the real parrot.

Parakeet, says Gaius, rummaging in his back pack for his phone.

Der! says P. krameri.

Der! says Jinjing. Where is my passport?

Here, says Gaius, showing him Mouldy's parrot passport.

They disembark from the plane.

......

At Border Security.

Border Security officer: Passport!

Gaius: Here is mine. Here is Terences's. And here is the parrot passport for our parakeet, P. krameri.

Border Security officer: All in order. Welcome to Adelaide. Go through. Next!

Terence: What about Jinjing?

Border Security: That's a toy parrot, little buddy.

Terence: But he has a parrot passport.

Border Security: He's not real. Go through. Next!

Terence: Jinjing has trays.

Border Security: Trays? What are we saying?  Hey Kevin! Check out the insides of this toy parrot.

Kevin comes forward, with a knife.

He is about to rip open Jinjing.

Wah! says Terence. Don't cut him! He hasn't got trays!

What's this kerfuffle? says Gaius, turning.

Possible trays inside the toy parrot, says Kevin.

No, says Gaius. Just a button. Press it and see.

Kevin presses the button.

We all have our own trays, says Jinjing.

Indeed, says Gaius.

Show off! says Terence.

He means traits, says Gaius.

I know what traits are, says Kevin, crossly.

Go through.


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