Junior Earplug Adventures: The Masters of Scroton (Part Twenty-Six)

Then something quite remarkable occurred. Something that, had it not been witnessed by all those cable ends who had just watched the murdering swine, Edni Gilbatross, drown, might have been dismissed as an optical illusion or a psychotic break. In short, this happened…

“Ye Gods.” Those watching from afar cried out in unison. “They’ve transformed into dead desert dwellers. Could this be indicative of an already altered physiological state reverting to its original form? If so, how the heck did this happen? Have those super-beings that brought enlightenment to our people returned?”

But their astonishment increased beyond measure when this happened…

“Blub, blub, blub.” Said a very surprised Edni.

“Gurgle.” Sponson replied – vaguely disappointed that he’d been snatched away from ‘the light’ that, rumour had it, led to the ‘afterlife’.

“Flipping Heck.” Saskia said as her air hole broke the surface. “What happened there? Astonishment doesn’t come close!”

It took a few seconds for the others to respond. By then they were…

…wading through the shallows, en route for…

…dry land.

“Isn’t it obvious: it’s a bloody miracle.” Edni observed impassively. “We’ve been given a second chance at life. I say, let’s grab it.”

Well the others were in no position to argue: clearly Edni was entirely correct in her summation of their situation.

“So, it’s the desert next, is it?” Saskia asked/suggested.

“Damn right!” Edni roared. “I, for one, have had enough of beauty and the city life: I can’t wait to feel the sand between my toes again. And the grit in my sandwiches too. Let’s get outta here.”

Meanwhile, back in the Museum of Technology, the Joyfulettes had arrived at the front door of the venue that was about to hold the fortnightly farting contest…

They had read all the posters and flyers that Bubbly Salterton had organized to gain their attention: and now they couldn’t wait to see some spectacular blowing off!

© Paul Trevor Nolan 2017


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