MOUSE OF COMMONS. MOUSE OF LORDS.: PART 9 OF GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE OF DOOM!!!

Friday, October 26, 2007

PART 9 OF GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE OF DOOM!!!

GLADSTONE MCWHISKERS AND THE SANDCASTLE OF DOOM - PART 9.

Part 9 of an exclusive 12 part Mouse of Commons mini-adventure.

Meanwhile, back outside the castle, Ollie simply couldn't believe what he was seeing. The jellies who sat there before him appeared to be about to do a dance.

"THREE! FOUR! FIVE! GET FUNKY!!" squeaked one of them and then suddenly they begun to strut across the table like strangely wobbly disco dancers or cheerleaders for peculiar jellied football team.

"THROW SHAPES!!!" called out another of the jellies as they pirouetted around the table to some unheard of tune inside their heads.

Ollie stood open-mouthed, until they finished and then bowed. "GOOD GOUDA!!" exclaimed the louse as they completed their act and then bowed finally. "Goodness!! That's extraordinary!! How clever are you?" he exclaimed and quietly applauded, but was careful not to draw attention to himself or to alert the Trifle-fish King. "What's going on here, guys!?" he whispered. "Your father wants to use you to take over the world..."

"We can hypnotise people..." chorused the baby trifle-fish, much to Ollie's surprise - but as he stared as the babies they did seem to hold his attention with a certain hypnotic allure with just a casual wink of their trifle-fish eyes.

"Thank you... Thank you... Very clever of you..." Ollie interuptted, keen not to be hypnotised by the baby trifles. "I'm not sure you really want to help rule the world, now do you? Surely that would be a very boring thing to do... So much admin - so many birthday cards to have to send to all the people you ruled over..."

The trifle-fish babies did a little dance, as if using the time to consider how best to reply and then after a few moments they cried out. "WE WANT TO BE CHEERLEADERS AT THE NATIONAL JELLY JUMPING CHAMPIONSHIP..."

Ollie smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly Gladstone was at his side. "Cheerleaders, ey!?" he replied, nodding and looking fascinated by such a suggestion. "Cheerleaders..." he mused. "Hmm. Well, you know what my dear friends - if you're really good and you help us deal with your father's dreadful plan - then maybe being that can be arranged..."

There was a pause for a moment and the trifle-fish babies looked extremely excited. "YES!" they squeaked. "YES! YES! YES!"

Gladstone smiled. "Excellent..." he chuckled. "Then cheerleaders you shall be..."

TO BE CONTINUED NEXT WEEK.

What will happen next? Next time The Trifle-fish King gets mad...

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