Sits down beside it.
Saint Roley has flown off to find water.
What will he put it in? wonders the turnip.
Arthur wonders the same.
He should have given Saint Roley the empty water bottle.
And he would have, had he not felt so green.
a violent green
churning
burning
rising
urgg
ulps!
After that Arthur feels better.
Saint Roley returns.
He has forgotten the bottle.
I see you have thrown up the pasty, says Saint Roley. Feeling better?
Yes, says Arthur. But I could use the water.
I'm on it, says Saint Roley, gripping the open top of the water bottle and flying away.
He has not been flying long when he meets Vello, cycling towards him.
My star performer! says Vello.
What? says Saint Roley. Oh it's you. Hello.
Where's Arthur? asks Vello.
Leaning against a tree, says Saint Roley. Got any water?
Yes I do, says Vello. Has Arthur dried up? That seems unlikely.
This isn't a comedy, says Saint Roley. He ate a cheese and spinach pasty, and threw up.
Eh bien! Allons y! cries Vello.
Saint Roley performs a U turn.
......
Arthur stands.
Watch out! warns the turnip.
Too late. Arthur has slid in his own vomit.
Bad luck, says the turnip. But also, karma.
Arthur wipes his shoe on the grass.
See the yellow, says the turnip. That's not the cheese that's the spinach.
Arthur bends down to look.
It seems that the turnip is right.
Arthur has a new respect for the turnip.
After that Arthur feels better.
Saint Roley returns.
He has forgotten the bottle.
I see you have thrown up the pasty, says Saint Roley. Feeling better?
Yes, says Arthur. But I could use the water.
I'm on it, says Saint Roley, gripping the open top of the water bottle and flying away.
He has not been flying long when he meets Vello, cycling towards him.
My star performer! says Vello.
What? says Saint Roley. Oh it's you. Hello.
Where's Arthur? asks Vello.
Leaning against a tree, says Saint Roley. Got any water?
Yes I do, says Vello. Has Arthur dried up? That seems unlikely.
This isn't a comedy, says Saint Roley. He ate a cheese and spinach pasty, and threw up.
Eh bien! Allons y! cries Vello.
Saint Roley performs a U turn.
......
Arthur stands.
Watch out! warns the turnip.
Too late. Arthur has slid in his own vomit.
Bad luck, says the turnip. But also, karma.
Arthur wipes his shoe on the grass.
See the yellow, says the turnip. That's not the cheese that's the spinach.
Arthur bends down to look.
It seems that the turnip is right.
Arthur has a new respect for the turnip.
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