Farky Dream

At five thirty, Gaius wakes up.

Something or someone has poked him.

What time is it? asks Gaius.

Time to wake up, says Terence.

Five thirty, says Surfing-with-Whales.

Why am I facing your feet? Have you...... no, it's me, says Gaius. I recall now.

Yeah, says Surfing-with-Whales. You didn't look all that comfy.

Maybe not, says Gaius, but at least I'm rested. 

We stayed awake, says Terence. We were talking.

Hmm, says Gaius. Not, by any chance, about Farky?

It was about Farky, says Surfing-with-Whales. 

Farky, says Gaius. That explains it!

What? asks Terence.

I had a dream about Farky, says Gaius. 

Where was he? asks Surfing-with-Whales.

Swimming, says Gaius. Next to some sharks.

Did he escape? asks Terence.

I don't know, says Gaius. I was woken before anything happened.

Can you go back to sleep again? asks Terence.

It doesn't work that way, says Gaius. I'm awake now, and we'll be docking in Devonport shortly. 

He heads off to join the queue for the rest rooms.

Maybe Farky got eaten by sharks, says Terence.

Nah, says Surfing-with-Whales. Farky had those omniscient teeth. He wouldn't've gone swimming.

You don't know, says Terence.

I know that much, says Surfing-with-Whales.

Gaius returns. 

Now what? asks Terence.

Check we have everything, says Gaius. 

My claw! says Terence.

Check, says Surfing-with-Whales.

My back pack, says Gaius. Check.

And my backpack, says Surfing-with-Whales. Check.

My red snake, says Terence. Check.

Have you still got that? asks Gaius. I suggest you get rid of it.

Can't, says Terence. It's stuck inside my pocket.

We'll prise it out later, says Gaius. Let us proceed to the exit ramp and be among the first off.

Cool, says Surfing-with-Whales. It's good when you don't have a vehicle.

It is indeed, says Gaius. But the first thing we must do in Devonport is... 

Buy glue, says Terence.

Yes, says Gaius, buy glue, of course. And the second thing is hire two sturdy bicycles.

Don't I get one? asks Terence.

No, says Gaius. For a very good reason. 

What about a scooter? asks Terence.

How would that work? asks Gaius.

How? Terence is surprised he doesn't know.