Is this your bird? asks the security guard.
It was alive when I sent it, says Belle.
You might want to think about that, says the security guard.
Roo-kai-makes a slight movement.
Perhaps it's a toy bird, says the security guard.
Oh. Perhaps it is, says Belle. In which case, may I take it?
Certainly, says the security guard. And here is its medal.
Thank you, says Belle, accepting the medal, and picking up Roo-kai.
Roo-kai remains stiff in her hands.
Sweezus, Arthur and Terence are waiting.
Why's he all stiff? asks Sweezus.
Toy birds are usually stiff, says Belle.
Roo-kai! cries Terence. Has he died?
No, says Belle. But let's get going.
What about your bike? asks Sweezus.
Damn! I'd better put it together, says Belle. Here, you take Roo-kai.
Sweezus takes Roo-kai from Belle and follows Arthur to the exit.
Terence skates behind them on his new skateboard.
Can I have Roo-kai? asks Terence, when they are safely outside the airport.
Here, says Sweezus.
He gives Terence Roo-kai.
What were you doing? asks Terence.
Being, says Roo-kai.
Okay what were you being? asks Terence.
A toy bird, says Roo-kai.
If you were a toy, says Terence, you could have come with me in the cabin.
I know, says Roo-kai.
And why were your feathers in the flat pack? asks Terence. We thought you'd be bald.
I'm not bald, says Roo-kai.
Both flat packs had feathers, says Terence.
Beats me, says Roo-kai.
You've lost your smartness, says Terence.
Sorry, says Roo-kai.
Terence is worried now. The real Roo-kai would have explained the two lots of feathers and not been sorry for losing his smartness, because he wouldn't have lost it.
This is not the real Roo-kai!
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