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PART 11 OF GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE DOOM!!!

GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE OF DOOM - PART 11.

Part 11 of an exclusive 12 part Mouse of Commons mini-adventure.

This really wasn't the way that Gladstone had planned for things to go, at all. If his plan had gone as he'd hoped - the mouse would have been quite pleased that the Trifle-fish King had headed back into the castle - but ever since he'd scooped Oliver up in his wobbly jelly tentacles things hadn't looked quite so promising.

"This really isn't the way it was meant to pan out..." he muttered to himself crossly, as he stared down at the baby trifles on the stall before him. The trifles appeared to be practising a new dance routine, which was really quite complex and fascinating - but he didn't linger too long to observe it. It really wasn't the time to be seeking an entertainment fix, no matter how quaint.

Just at that moment there came a noise from above. A noise so loud that it stopped the trifle-fish babies dancing for a moment, until they decided that dancing would be more fun. At first Gladstone thought it might be the sound of one of the planes leaving the nearby airport - but this time it was actually the call of seagulls; led by the furious cormorant; Nate.

Again, a little while earlier the sight of the gulls would have been just perfect - but not now...

His original plan had been to be so rude to Nate that he had stormed off across the beach to fetch his colleagues and to have the sandcastle forcibly removed.

That would have been great; had Ollie not just been taken inside...

Now the arrival of the seagulls seemed far from a great idea...

As the seagulls drew closer and closer Gladstone realised that time was running out and that he would need to make a quick decision on how to act. Thinking quickly he left the dancing trifle-fish on the stall and hurried to the castle door; only as he'd expected - that door was now locked.

"Mr Trifle-fish!!" he called urgently, trying to call out through a small crack. "MR KING TRIFLE-FISH!!" he continued and then when he didn't received a reply and began to lose his temper he decided to be a little more bold as, to be fair, he didn't actually know the Trifle-fish King's real name. "OI!!" he bellowed. "OI! WOBBLY CHOPS!! LISTEN HERE!! YOU'RE ALL IN DANGER!! YOU HAVE TO GET OUT OF THE CASTLE!!"

But he soon ran out of things to say at this point and other than repeating himself, which he did a couple of times, there was nothing much more to add.

Having called out a number of times; all of a sudden the gulls - lead by the cormorant, Nate - swooped down towards the sandcastle and caused Gladstone to duck down to safety. As the birds swooped they dropped down a large net upon the castle - which as they continued to fly scooped up the whole building and dragged it up into the air; only just narrowly missing Gladstone in their wake.

"COME BACK!!" called Gladstone, to no avail. "COME BACK! MY FRIEND'S IN THERE..."

But it rather looked as if he was too late - and that any minute both the castle, the Trifle-fish King and most importantly of all, poor dear Oliver Louse were about to be deposited out at sea to be lost beneath the churning waves forever...

TO BE CONTINUED, TOMORROW.

What will happen in tomorrow's final episode? Could Ollie and the Trifle-fish King be lost out at sea for ever??

This instalment was originally written in Guernsey on Tuesday 9th October 2007. Story and photo - Copyright Paul Chandler, 2007.

Labels: Gladstone McWhiskers, Mouse of Commons, Oliver Louse

posted by Paul Chandler @ 10:33 AM