Small Room No Windows

The plane lands in Adelaide.

The flight attendant takes the see-through container from Rosa.

Thank you for looking after the frog, says the flight attendant. You saved us a great deal of trouble.

It was fun, says Rosa. Goodbye tinker, I hope you get back to Kroombit Tops soon. Goodbye Baby Pierre. 

Do you hope anything for me? asks Baby Pierre.

Not really, says Rosa. Well, maybe... I hope Ouvert likes your story.

As if I care, says Baby Pierre.

The flight attendant closes the lid of the see-through container.

The passengers disembark one by one.

The flight attendant takes the see-through container down the ramp to International Arrivals.

Is this it? asks a Border Force officer, who has been waiting.

It's the frog for Mr G P Secundus, says the flight attendant. And there's a pebble in there as well, and a tiny bicycle, also a sheet of paper covered in very small writing. Oh, and the remains of a century egg. You might want to bin that.

Cripes! says the Border Force officer. Thanks for the heads up.

My pleasure, says the flight attendant. 

The Border Force officer takes the see-through container to a small room with no windows and takes off the lid.

Phew! says the Kroombit tinker. Fresh air at last! Where's Gaius?

She hops out.

Not so fast! says the Border Force officer. First we must ascertain your bona fides.

I'm a Kroombit tinker, says the Kroombit tinker. I don't have bona fides.

I know you're a Kroombit tinker, says the Border Force officer. But are you THE Kroombit tinker?

Who else would I be? asks the tinker.

I can vouch for her, says Baby Pierre.

And you are? asks the Border Force officer.

Baby Pierre, says Baby Pierre. Free thinker, elite cyclist, and author.

He wrote this, says the tinker, indicating the paper covered with very small writing.

The Border Force officer starts reading.

What's this? asks the Border Force officer after reading a few lines. The Nullarbor? A village in France? This document needs to go straight to ASIO to be vetted!.

Things are not going well.

Until....

Knock knock.

There's a knock on the door. 

Could it be, against all the odds, Gaius?

No it couldn't.

It's another Border Force officer.

But hey! The door is now open. 

The tinker looks at Baby Pierre.

Baby Pierre grabs his tiny bicycle.

They hop and zoom through the door.