| Back at home... |
Lanschi: | ...and then I started telling all this stuff to you. But I still don't know what happened to the pompashplork. |
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Parsley: | Glad you bring that up! That's precisely what I came here to talk to you guys about. I was still awake last night while you two were attacked by an eating utensil... |
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Parsley: | I had trouble sleeping again, so I thought I'd read a book in the living room, when suddenly... |
SFX: | CRASH! |
Parsley: | Hm, sounds like trouble at Lanschi's house again! |
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Parsley: | When I looked outside, I saw the Bats arguing in your backyard! Naturally, I listened intently and waited to see what would happen... |
Bad Bat: | Oh yeah? Well, yours smelt of elderberries! |
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Parsley: | Just as I noticed the pompashplork and heard that Kakra needed it, it came flying into my yard! I had to act fast and knew precisely what to do... |
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Parsley: | I switched it for a regular spoon! |
Lanschi: | Nice going, Parsley! But what did you do with the real deal? |
Parsley: | Oh, simple: I made sure its owner gets it back... |
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Parsley: | ...but not before taking it to Prof. Manatide for some minor improvements! Kakra will appreciate them, I'm sure! |
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| Not quite... |
Kakralomino: | OW! STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? NO, NOT THERE! CUT IT OUT! AAAUGH! |
Pompashplork: | Beez beeez!* (*I regret nothing!) |
| And so ends another epic tale. All was well this time, but evil shall once more rear its ugly head. Every one of us must derive from this story a moral most valuable - the discovery of which shall be left as an exercise to the reader. |
| Fin. |