Tuesday, May 21, 2024

Blessings Underneath

 That's a good song, says Terence. Can he sing it again?

Why not? says Gaius. 

The pobblebonk sings Wop bop a loo bop again.

Terence dances crazily again, in the underpants.

These are good underpants, says Terence. Can I keep them?

No, says Gaius. As it is, I shall need to do some washing.

If you're doing washing, says Katherine, you could perhaps rinse out the gecko shorts.

Not now, says Gaius. I suggest we all turn in quite soon.

Including me, says the Kroombit tinker. But first we must farewell the pobblebonk.

Farewell me? says the pobblebonk. 

Remember? says the Kroombit tinker. You agreed to leave with our blessing, after the singalong.

I don't remember, says the pobblebonk. 

You were at the feet end of Terence's tent, says the Kroombit tinker.

I was saving him, says Terence.

I DO remember, says the pobblebonk. But not the blessing.

You haven't had the blessing, says the Kroombit tinker.

Not yet, says Nerida. It sounds like you're going to get one.

What is it? asks the pobblebonk.

It's a wish, says Terence. 

Sounds okay, says the pobblebonk. What if I wish I could stay?

You don't get to wish it, says Terence. Someone wishes it for you.

How come you know so much about blessing? asks the pobblebonk.

I used to live on a palace, says Terence. And blessings happened underneath me.

Wow! says Nerida. What palace?

In Barcelona, says Terence.

Was it the Sagrada Familia? asks the Kroombit tinker.

Yes it was, says Katherine. You are a knowledgeable frog.

We used to have quizzes, in Currumbin, says the Kroombit tinker.

But this is about me, says the pobblebonk. What's my blessing?

How about 'May the road rise to meet you', says Katherine, I always think that's a nice one.

Not for a frog, says the pobblebonk. I'm not going.

Well, says Gaius. You can stay until someone comes up with a blessing you approve of.

Fine, says the pobblebonk. 

Let's have a blessing competition, says Terence. And the pobblebonk can judge it.

In the morning, says Gaius. 

Terence goes back to his tent with the pobblebonk.

You can have the whole tent, says Terence. Not just the feet end. I'll sit outside and wait for the morning and think of a blessing and then I'll be the winner. Are you giving a prize?

The pobblebonk hadn't thought ahead that far.

Yes, he should give a prize.


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