"PLANE WILL MAKE UNEXPECTED LANDING IN AUSTRALIA. WE ARE SORRY IF THIS HAS CAUSED YOU ANY INCONVENIENCE."
That was the message that began it all.
Benji woke up from his nap at the voice over the speaker. He stretched his arms and yawned. "Not another delay, I hope?" he asked Straitjacket, who was sitting next to him reading the latest edition of DOG VOUGE [sic].
"No delay this time," Straitjacket answered. "We have to land in Australia."
"Australia!" Benji slapped his forehead. "Why there?"
"You know how these Concorde jets are." [Note--I just thought Concordes were the awesomest so that's why I used one. *shrug*]
"Landing!" King Kuts called over his shoulder. Everyone buckled their seatbelts.
Before this story continues, I'll introduce some of the characters to you. [Note--authorial intrusion, AND an infodump, both at the same time! *takes a swig of beer* *passes out*]
Straitjacket's real name was Dorothy Stubakker, but since Benji gave her the name Straitjacket (and it was a very suitable name, too) everyone decided to keep on calling her that. [Note--see the final draft of Akhenaton & Nefertiti, where I then tell you to see this here story.] She had been orphaned years ago, when she was little, when her parents had been caught in a fire. Straitjacket had ran [sic] away from the orphanage and had learned to live on her own.
Benjamin Taylor (everyone called him Benji; if they called him Benjamin, he'd have a fit) was a greyhound who just loved running and cycling. He had two pets; an eagle name [sic] Broken-Feather and a camel named Sukey. Sukey was stubborn but managed to get along with Benji. [Note--see Revolution for Sukey. I have no clue whatever happened to Broken-Feather.]
King Kutsankhamon (Kuts) was the pharaoh of Egypt. He was often trying to stay out of Purrsha's trouble.
LaTa was King Kuts' girlfriend. She was easygoing and liked everybody, even Purrsha. She was part Pekingese and part poodle, and her grandfather had been the famous Alexwoofer the Great. [Note--er...no comment on the Alexwoofer part. *weird look* As for the rest, would that make LaTa a...Pekapoo? *LMFAO* Ah, nuts. My parents just informed me I didn't make that up. I've honestly never heard of it before though.]
When the dogs had been in band, they each played a different instrument: Straitjacket, the saxaphone [sic]; Benji, the flute; King Kuts, the piccalo [sic], and LaTa, the triangle or xylophone. [Note--I have no idea what that has to do with anything.]
The jet landed on a long driveway to an old inn. Several windows broke with the noise. [Note--shut up. A Concorde jet landing in an inn's driveway is nothing compared to all the other illogical crap in these stories!]
Everyone got off safely, save King Cheops. He got off, teetered around a bit, and then fell over, tripping Akhenaton who fell on top of him.
Benji, who had been standing nearby, nearly collapsed with laughter.
A giant gray shape flew out of the clouds. This was Vrog, Thutmose the 3rd's pet vulture. Riding on his back was Thutmose and Purrsha. [Note--"was" should be "were."]
"There they are!" Purrsha said, pointing. "We have to catch up!" Her mechanical tail nearly hit Thutmose in the face.
"You want me to land?" Vrog asked.
"Yes!" Purrsha hissed.
"Okay!" Vrog flew up, then started to plummet down, down, down.
"I've heard of Down Under," Thutmose shouted, "but this is ridiculous!" [Note--it looks as if this originally read "rediculous."]
Vrog could'nt [sic] stop, so he crashed into some shrubbery, upsetting a kangaroo, who yelped and growled at them.
"Uh, friend!" Purrsha tried, but it did no good. The kangaroo charged at them and they had to run, dissapearing [sic] from sight at the far end of the Outback.
[Illustration: Purrsha, Thutmose III, and Vrog, their heads all sticking out of the top of a bush, all of them staring in surprise at an old angry kangaroo which stares right back. The bush is under a tree, and the Outback is all around them. Purrsha wears her typical spiked collar and Thutmose his backpack.]
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