March 24th, 2010
Suddenly, there a strange feeling in the air, and like a thunderbolt striking the snoe there’s this big flash of realisation, if that make sense. It’s like suddenly we all realised the same thing at the same time, even Antisnatter look over in alarm at the bolt of reality that just hit.
And now there’s this new feeling isn’t there, have you noticed? It’s like things are running at the right speed again.
And there where everyone’s looking is… it’s the Tray Guard and Mr O’Brien! They both have their hands on their hips, and next to them is Pandora, and she’s holding something small and yelloe.
Antisnatter GASP and FLAIL him arms about and BOGGLE him eyes!
“NO! WHAT ARE YOU – HOW! NO!!”
Pandora im stood there with the little yellow device held out in front of her, looking a bit tearsey o no!
“WHAT DID YOU DO??” Antisnatter bark at Snatter, the desperate plee of a defeated villain!
“I gave her the means to find whatever she wanted,” Snatter declare! “Whatever, or whoever. Invented by one of our best Elfs, it’s a navigation device, which had already proven its ability to track you down. After ten thousand years kept locked away, what could a mother wish for more?”
“BAAAAAAGHH!!!” Antisnatter shout, bit of a din, not his usual high-and-mighty sort of thing to say. He all panickey, lost him edge!
The snappy little Spirit of Antichristmas who pretended to be me for ages is still flying around Antisnatter, and it start making horrid little coughing noises that are actually it screaming at Pandora, saying she’s HORRIBLE and it HATES her, HAAATE!
But she’s not afraid of it.