Monday, August 25, 2025

Where Wings Go

It's a question of timing, says Gaius.

How long have we got? asks Denis.

We don't know how long the algae will take to get to Port Lowly, says Gaius.

Once the eggs are removed, that won't matter, says Denis.

We must consider where we will keep them, says Gaius.

In Terence's egg box, I suppose, says Denis. 

Yes, how are the designs for your egg box going, Terence? asks Gaius.

Leonardo is doing it, says Terence. 

That's good to hear, says Gaius. But we'll be landing soon. Perhaps I should talk to him.

He stands up and taps Leonardo on the shoulder.

Yes? says Leonardo.

The egg box, says Gaius. Could you show me the designs?

I can do better than that, says Leonardo. 

He hands Gaius an egg box, with a circular door attached by a hinge. The door is transparent.

Impressive, says Gaius. I see you've used Terence's muffin box. And added a transparent door.

I reduced it in size, says Leonardo, and made use of the cellophane wrapper, part of which forms the door, then I rolled up the rest to fashion a workable hinge.

I applaud you, says Gaius. And by the way, you did a good job making the muffin look like a parrot.

I'm designing some wings now, says Leonardo.

We will shortly be landing in Adelaide. All passengers must now return to their seats, announces a flight attendant.

I'd better sit down, says Gaius. 

Don't sit down! shouts Terence.

Gaius stops in mid knee-bend.

Good reflexes! says Denis.

Was I about to sit on the muffin? asks Gaius, twisting.

No, but two seconds later you might have, says Terence.

How's that? asks Gaius, still crouching.

He's having a flying lesson, says Terence. He was about to jump down off the armrest, onto your seat.

Where is he now? asks Gaius. He's not on the armrest.

I've got him, says Denis.

So I could have sat down, says Gaius. And why was he having a flying lesson?

So he can fly, says Terence. 

Leonardo is designing some wings, says Gaius. I suggest you wait till they're ready.

The muffin-parrot, safe in Denis's hands, wonders what wings are.

Furthermore, he has a head but no body.

Where will they go?


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