Gaius finishes his apple and takes out the glue.
He spreads glue on the end of the claw, and on Terence's hand, where the claw goes.
He presses the claw into place.
Keep still, Terence, says Gaius. Don't move till I say so.
Okay, says Terence. What about talking?
Talking is fine, says Gaius.
Talk to me, says Baby Bin Penguin.
I suppose not many people do that, says Gaius.
I bet they just throw in their apple cores and whatever, says Surfing-with-Whales.
And worse, says Baby Pin Penguin. Sometimes it's stinky old prawns.
Nothing stinks worse than stinky old prawns, agrees Surfing-with-Whales.
I can think of a few things, says Gaius.
I'M supposed to be talking to Baby Bin Penguin, says Terence.
Go ahead, says Surfing-with-Whales. I'm going to check out the water.
Don't be too long, says Gaius. We need to get moving.
Can Baby Bin Penguin come with us? asks Terence.
I doubt it, says Gaius.
I can't, says Baby Bin Penguin. So talk to me now while you're here.
Okay, says Terence. What's happened since I last saw you?
They moved me to this playground, says Baby Bin Penguin. I used to be nearer my parents.
So did I, says Terence.
They probably miss me, says Baby Bin Penguin.
Mine don't, says Terence.
You don't know that, says Gaius.
Saint Joseph used to chase me, with a hammer, says Terence.
What about your mother? asks Baby Bin Penguin.
She's the Virgin, says Terence. Know what that means?
What? asks Baby Bin Penguin.
She doesn't do anything, says Terence.
Well, says Gaius. It seems you're both better off now. How is the claw setting, Terence?
Terence moves it, forgetting he isn't supposed to.
But hey! The ten seconds was up some time ago. The claw has set hard, in position.
Excellent! says Gaius. Everything is as it should be. And you'll be able to ride in the pullalong without your view being blocked by the skateboard.
Can I ride on the skateboard instead? asks Terence.
Do you know how? asks Baby Bin Penguin.
Course I do, says Terence. I'll show you.
He steps onto the skateboard.......
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