The hooded figure slid past Bobble’Â’s recumbent form and oozed down the stairs. Norah had seen nothing, as she was watching Lazy Jack Silver. He stirred in his sleep and muttered some more. Norah stood watching him, unaware of the sinister figure looming behind her. A razor-sharp blade glittered in the candle-light.
Suddenly Lazy Jack Silver sat bolt upright, his eyes fixed on the apparition. Norah started, as the blade slashed through empty air where she had been a split-second before. She stared in horror Â– a Budget Cutter ! The scourge of healthcare everywhere ! She grabbed a chair and threw it at the figure, but the chair went straight through it as if through a cloud. The Budget Cutter merely smiled ghoulishly as it waved its blade. Norah and Lazy Jack Silver both backed away from it, but they were being pushed into a corner and no escape seemed possible.
Suddenly a voice was heard Â“Boccle ? Doggy ?Â” The Princess stood at the top of the stairs, holding her motherÂ’s hand. The Budget Cutter froze, and dropped its knife. Â“Boccle?Â” The Budget Cutter shuddered and began to disintegrate into cloudy wisps. Within a few seconds all that was left was the knife and a nasty smell of mould.
Â“Yes, dear, IÂ’’ll get you a bottleÂ” said Waffle. Â“MerciÂ” said Princess.
on 21 November 2004 at 21:44
*voice from nowhere*
Yes, I’d agree with heather if I had not disintegrated.
on 21 November 2004 at 22:59
It’s okay Friar Tuck, we’ll get on to it. Norah the scientist may very well have an antidote to this – we need to get you some girl action before you disintegrate.
on 22 November 2004 at 04:52
I hope the Pope doesn’t read this blog!
* as an angry mob with torches and pitchforks begin building a bonfire in front of my house *
on 22 November 2004 at 09:00
Why is he going to want some girl action too? Or are you worried that you may not become Cardinal Tuck?
on 22 November 2004 at 12:17
Seems to me like a sure-fire way of becoming at least a bishop.. if the Casey scenario plays true
on 22 November 2004 at 12:48
Hang on a minute. Are we sure that the shrouded figure was Friar Tuck? Since when was he a Budget Cutter (v clever, by the way, M’sieur Waffle)? Is this figure not an ‘extra’? And I am unsurprised by The Princess’s magical powers ….
on 27 November 2004 at 02:31
I’m in charge of cleaning his keyboard. I hate it when he drools.
on 03 December 2004 at 22:25
You will see that Friar Tuck has been restored to you all. Rejoice. Consider it an early Christmas present.