The Island of Animaux by Milo McGivern

Author:Milo McGivern [McGivern, Milo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781838597894
Publisher: Matador
Published: 2019-12-17T05:00:00+00:00

Scene Three – A Creature from Down Under

Aubrey settled back into his bed. It was good to be home, to be safe. Now Douglas was gone, he had the house to himself. He smiled at the prospect, for Aubrey liked to be on his own. Of course, he also liked to spend time with his friends, but he guarded his privacy jealously. There was only enough room for one creature in the little house at the end of Fluffy Cloud Lane. And that creature was Aubrey the Turkey.

The turkey drifted off into a light slumber, a small smile still on his face.

“What’s this? And that? It can’t be! It is!” a voice in his dream was saying.

“What’s this? And that? It can’t be! It is!” a voice in real life was saying.

Aubrey sat bolt upright, suddenly wide awake. Had he dreamt those words? He sat perfectly still, straining to hear.

“Strewth, no!” shouted the voice. “It’s all over my flippers now. And what a smell! Can’t get out – can’t grip the sides – too slippery!”

The voice was not coming from Aubrey’s bedroom. But it was close by. Being the biggest coward on Animaux, Aubrey didn’t want to investigate. But the turkey finally summoned the courage to find the owner of the voice. Climbing out of bed and picking up one of his slippers as a weapon with which to defend himself, Aubrey carefully, quietly, opened his bedroom door and stuck his head out. There was no one in the hallway. But then the voice shouted one more time.

“I’M IN A DUNNY! HOW DID I END UP IN A DUNNY?”

Aubrey was certain that the voice was coming from the bathroom. The door was shut. Had he closed it when he last left the bathroom? Aubrey couldn’t remember and cursed himself for his bad memory. As slowly and quietly as possible he crept up to the door, putting his ear against it to listen. Then in a very nervous voice he said, “Is that you, Douglas? Are you taking care of some urgent business before you head back to town?”

For a moment there was silence. Then the voice boomed out, even louder than before: “HELP ME! HELP ME! I’M STUCK IN A DUNNY. GIVE ME A HAND, MATE!”

Slowly Aubrey opened the bathroom door and peered inside.

At first everything seemed normal. The bathroom was in its usual state of chaos, with dirty clothes, soiled towels and empty bottles of bubble bath strewn across the floor. The familiar sour and distinctly eggy odour of the bathroom poured out of the door, filling the turkey’s nostrils and making him hiccup.

But then Aubrey noticed something different. There was a splashing coming from the toilet and every so often what looked like the top of a brown head bobbed into view.

Perhaps one of his droppings had come to life. Or perhaps he had returned to his nightmare.

Aubrey closed his eyes. “Wake up, silly, you’re dreaming,” he said to himself, giving himself a big pinch.

He opened his eyes again.

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