What Whatsits

Are we there yet? asks Terence.

Not yet, says Camus. We need to stop for provisions.

And carrots, says Terence.

The carrots will constitute part of our provisions, says Gaius. We also need apples, water and crackers.

Let me do the shopping, says Camus, pulling into the Mawson Lakes carpark next to the Coles.

If you would, says Gaius. I need to sort these notes out. They seem to have become disordered.

Can I come? asks Terence.

Certainly, says Camus. And you may choose a treat for yourself.

Yay! says Terence.

He gets to choose a treat for himself!

Camus enters the supermarket, having picked up a trolley.

He lifts Terence in, and wheels him towards the fruit and vegetables.

But he keeps going.

Hey! says Terence. You went past the carrots!

I'm heading for the cakes, says Camus.

That's even better, says Terence.

Camus arrives at the cakes.

Pick one, says Camus.

Terence picks one that looks orange.

His thinking goes: This will make Waca look carroty.

This one, says Terence. Now we don't need the carrots.

Camus places the sticky orange cake in the trolley, and heads for the Cheezels and Twisties.

He selects several large multi-packets.

Gaius won't like those, says Terence. He wants apples.

We'll go back for the apples, says Camus, but first I must pick up some drinks.

He selects a six cans of Passiona.

They pass the chocolates. Camus can't resist a box of Favourites. 

Now to go back for the apples.

Wait! says Terence. Should we buy birdseed?

I think not, says Camus. Supermarket birdseed might poison the whatsits.

What whatsits? asks Terence, alarmed,

 You know, says Camus. The whatsits we're looking for.

They're not whatsits, says Terence. Or if they are, they're not what we're looking for.

Camus likes this answer. 

That was a well thought out answer, says Camus.

Can I choose another treat? asks Terence.

No, says Camus. We'd better be going.

They head to the checkout, forgetting the apples.