Sharp Cramp Shoots

It's early evening, as they cycle back to Lilydale.

We may not be able to return the bikes, says Pierre-Louis. The cycle shop could be closed.

And there won't be a bus at this late hour, says Gaius.

We could have stayed where we were one more night, says Pierre-Louis.

We could, but I had the feeling we were doing more harm than good, says Gaius.

I agree, says Pierre-Louis. We should have been more careful.

All those Banjos, that weren't Banjos until we came, says Gaius.

And the movie, says Pierre-Louis. Of course, it was mostly Terence.

But we brought him, says Gaius. And we know what he's like.

He did help with the drone, says Pierre-Louis.

Until he broke it, says Gaius,

I'm listening! shouts Terence. Remember I fixed it!

We remember, says Gaius. We're not blaming you.

Are we there yet? asks Terence. Squatty wants something to eat.

Give her an apple, says Gaius. Just one, and keep it separate.

After the horse has bolted, says Pierre-Louis.

I'll be fine, says Gaius. Although I do have a heavy feeling. 

That may be those loaded hot dogs, says Pierre-Louis. Tomato sauce, mustard and fries!

Doubtless, says Gaius.

They ride into Lilydale and stop outside Yarra Valley Cycles.

It's closed.

But Ranger Roger is waiting.

Done! says Ranger Roger. Easter Morning is back where he came from

Did he leave any messages? asks Terence.

In fact, yes, says Ranger Roger. Now what was it.....?

He's sad, says Terence. He hasn't got a copy of the movie to show the first Banjo.

No, that wasn't it, says Ranger Roger. It was something about a mackerel. It was a message for Gaius.

Aha! says Gaius. Good for him. He's reminding me I was intending to ask Squattu about that expression. Where is she?

Eating her apple, says Terence.

What's up? asks Squattu. 

Finish your apple, says Gaius. I'll ask you later.

What will you do tonight? asks Ranger Roger. There's no bus till morning.

We'll have to sleep rough, says Gaius.

He rubs his tummy. It rumbles. 

You need a comfortable night in a bed, says Ranger Roger. 

We both do, says Pierre-Louis. But that can't be helped.

As a  matter of fact, says Ranger Roger, my mother lives here in Lilydale and she has a spare room. I could ask her.

That would be a kindness, says Gaius. 

A sharp cramp shoots through his belly.

He makes a note to look up bat virus symptoms, as soon as he's recharged his phone.