To Keep Him High Rated

Terence keeps sponging.

He is up to Great White Teacher's head.

Continue, says Great White Teacher.

I am, says Terence. Keep your mouth shut.

Mm-mm, says Great White Teacher. 

A wave breaks and washes towards them.

Is the tide turning? asks Kant. 

I believe so, says Gaius. 

He's coming! says Faith.

Who? asks Great White Teacher.

Terence whips the wet hankie away from his teeth, just in time.

Finished! says Terence.

You're supposed to keep doing it, says Faith.

You do it, says Terence, giving her the wet hankie.

This handkerchief could do with more water, says Faith.

She walks into the shallows and dips it into the sea.

Sweezus body-surfs towards her

Hey! says Sweezus. What's been happening?

A Great White beached itself, says Faith. We have no idea why. Terence has been sponging it to keep it hydrated. 

Good for him, says Sweezus. 

He grabs his board, and they walk back together.

Great White Teacher's got issues, says Arthur. He's been waiting for you.

Not like he's got much choice, says Sweezus.

Waiting for you before raising the issues, says Great White Teacher. How about standing where I can see you.

Sweezus moves to a spot beside Terence.

I was sponging him, says Terence. To keep him high rated.

Hydrated, says Gaius.

Now SHE'S going to do it, says Great White Teacher.

Faith steps forward with Kant's dripping hankie.

I might wait till you've finished speaking, says Faith.

Do his tail again, says Terence. 

Faith starts sponging the tail.

Okay, says Sweezus. Is this about 'Sharks Are Friendly'?

It is, says Great White Teacher. I have reason the believe we were dudded.

Yeah? says Sweezus. We showed your mate Speedy the photo. You and him with tiny fish swimming out of your mouths. Remember that, Arthur?

Yes, says Arthur. It was on the backs of the buses. You couldn't go anywhere without seeing it. 

It doesn't seem to have worked, says Great White Teacher.

Yeah it worked, says Sweezus. 

No one I came into contact with seemed to think I was friendly, says Great White Teacher.

May I ask why you wanted people to think you were friendly? asks Faith.

She is sponging his belly. She is close to the purple spot where Terence kicked him.

No! roars Great White Teacher.

Okay, sorry, says Faith.

The next wave rolls in, and froths softly round Great White Teacher, and everyone's feet.

What time is it? asks Kant.

Half past three, says Gaius.

Time for my afternoon walk, says Kant. 

Oh great! says Great White Teacher.

I suppose I could delay it, says Kant.