The chocolate box is not far away.
The sea hare can see it. It speeds up.
The sea slug lies in its chocolate box nest.
It hears a whoosh and a tapping.
Rescue at last!
Hello! says the sea hare.
Whirr? says the sea slug.
Here, says the sea hare. Other side.
The sea slug peers over.
I have a message, says the sea hare.
I noo, says the sea slug.
It may not be the same message, says the sea hare. What is it?
Tato box, says the sea slug. Bleuh.
The hot sun has affected you, cousin, says the sea hare.
Nurr, says the sea slug.
The sea hare climbs aboard.
No wonder the sea slug was affected. The smell of chocolate is overwhelming.
The sea hare holds its breath. Helps the sea slug onto its mantle, slides overboard, and starts flap-swimming back to the shore.
As it flaps it plans what to do next.
It will deliver the sea slug to Terence, and then set out again with the message.
It remembers the message.
Look out for Saint Roley's brother, who may have grown a new head.
Was that it?
But the sea slug had claimed that the message was tato box bleuh.
He will need to check the message with Terence, before setting out again.
Nearly there.
There.
Where is Terence?
The sea hare can only see Gaius, pottering about in the sand.
The sea hare heads towards Gaius.
Hello! says Gaius. You again. What is this on your back? A dead one. This is strange behaviour on your part.
If he had his notebook and a pencil he would record it.
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Surreal bliss.
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