The weird and ... Chapter 8

A NERVOUS JOHNNY SWEETS: Really, Meeps ...

Oh, O.K. - no need to pout, I'm sure - I´ll tell what happened *o*

... yes, I was very excited when we saw Tomb Raider and wanted Meeps to invent a story along similar lines we could act in. But she - the silly little chicken - begged to be excuse and said she didn´t dare do things like Lara Croft does. Not even in her imagination ... He -o*

But apparently my sweet Meeps had remember my interest and had arranged for me to go with the real lady out on adventures. ... and to my great surprise Ms. Croft did not mind me tagging along - I later found out Xena and Gabby had persuaded her to agree to this 'babysitting' as she called it *o*

But after a near encounter with the business end of a gigant and rather irate cobra and a chase where I had to ride bare back on an elephant - I could hardly walk after that ... - and finally me falling down a tiger trap - almost hitting a poor little tigercub already there I gave up and told Lara I would like to go home.

She stared at me like she had never seen anything so ridiculous. And I admit my clothes were in shreads and I was almost dropping the little cub I had managed to get up from the pit from fatigue.

But then she shrugged and waved the disposable wand Meeps had make us bring just for that purpose.

I tried to say that I couldn´t bring the cub back to Denmark or just Sherwood Forest but Ms Croft is a very fast lady so before I had said more than "But wait, Lara ..." I stood on a hill top in a fog shrouded landscape that definitely did look familiar but not quite like home.

I felt a bit dizzy so sat down on the ground with the by now totally terrified little tiger baby in my arms. I rocked a bit back and forth humming something or other which comforted us both actually.

Then I heard a man´s voice yelling eagerly "It must be up here! Hurry up, you two - we only got three hours !!!" And out of the fog came the very pixi like face of Tony Robinson.

Behind him a tall man with a broadrimmed hat on his head and some shovels slung over his shoulder appeared with a short round friendly-looking man following him and saying "Will you slow down, Tone! If this rumour really is true queen Boudicea ain´t going to go away"

I breathed deeply feeling relieved seeing these three. I was still inside Meeps´ imagination so I would get home alright in the end.

Tony smiled hi to me and without even commenting on the little tiger sniffing his sneakers turned around and said fervently "Of course it is true, Mick! It was all in the diary - Morse told me last night !!! You see - there was this developer who killed the archaeologist who had said he was not to build the houses the developer has already sold - because there was a roman villa in the ground. See? And that unfortunate now late archaeologist had written a diary which Lewis found and Morse read - and which had nothing to do woth the case actually ... But in that book the man says Boudicea was NOT killed by the Romans after all! But excaped here to Tara and marry the high king of the day. And this is the hill she is burried in - dig please, Phil !!!"

Lewis - Morse? Thames Valley CID ... Yep *o* This was my sweet little bird having fun *O*

"Sure" the peaceful Phil Harding smiled "But you, that young man and especially that cute, but oversize little kitten has to get out of the way before I can do so. And no, you may most certainly not help dig, Tony! Or the queen will - with every right, I might add - haunt me to the end of my days"

Tony pouted a little hearing this. But then picked up the by now purring cub and moved out of the way as he was told.

Mick, being a nice - and curious - man asked me what I was doing there so early. If I had been out drinking beer with Morse to the early hours of the morning like Tony?

So I tried to explain. Tried to although I am not sure how much they understood. Or believed for that matter. And then sighed "I am not sure how to get home now though ... You three are from a television series which I love watching with Meeps but that means there are no bookworm holes around I can go through"

"You really want to go home?" Tony asked amased. Like he couldn´t understand anybody wanting to do that when there was exciting things to discover right here.

But when I nodded - being a bit worried for Meeps and missing her - he smiled. And since all pixis can do magic as easily as breathing he just padded my cheek and said "Have a nice trip home then, my boy"

And there I was - back at the hospital just in time to see a giggling Meeps and her darling professor Jones - oh, O.K. Meeps - I love the old charmer too - come in from the outside.

End of story

*O*

Oh, and the tiger cub ... Mick Ashton persuaded Tony that it needed its mum more than he, Tony, needed a pet. On the other hand they never did find the queen - so Tony had nothing to show for his morning out -_-

But then again queen Boadicea won´t have to haunt either of them either, I guess. ... Not even Morse for telling Tony *O*