ETTING
OME
LFANDRA
"We're off to see the Blizzard, the unpleasant Blizzard of Schnozz." There goes the music again, as Mithent, the currently unnamed secretary and Min Tan progress down the Purple Brick Road.
After a while, Min Tan points out something which looks like a crucified farmer in a field to the left. Closer inspection reveals the being to be a harmless scarecrow, and the three begin to walk out of the field.
"Oi! Can y'all take this darn stick outta me shirt back so oi can move a bit?" calls a voice, apparently coming from the scarecrow.
"We might've known that Tan person wasn't going to point out something which wasn't important to the plot." complains the secretary cynically.
"Stop being so cynical. Take de-cynicism pills or something." retorts Mithent without looking at the secretary. To the scarecrow, he says, "Oh, sure. What's you're name, then? Care Scrow, by any chance?"
The scarecrow attempts to shake his head, made
difficult by the stake holding him into position. As Min Tan goes round
the back to free him with his handy chainsaw, the scarecrow attempts to
explain. "No, I'm - ow - actually not - do you /mind?/ - a - look, I'll
do that... sorry - a scarecrow at all. I wandered
into the Blizzard of Schnozz by accident and
when I found my way out, I looked like this. I'm Bob."
The secretary gives Bob a long look. "Not a chainsaw maniac, are you? Plotting to kill us with sharp bits of straw while we eat strawberries and cream?"
"Since when did we have strawberries and cream? I want some." demands Mithent out of the corner of his mouth.
"Canaries don't eat strawberries." adds Min Tan helpfully. "You want birdseed."
Bob thinks, and pulls out a few grains from a pouch in his overalls. "I've got some o' this, if you want it." he says brightly, presenting the grain to Mithent and the secretary.
The secretary appears to be trying to do The Birdie Dance. "What do you think we are, parrots or something?"
"No, canaries." states Bob. "Where are y'all going, then?"
"We're off to see the Blizzard, the unpleasant Blizzard of Schnozz!" sings Min Tan brightly. The music starts up with renewed zeal.
"I'm headed there too, to get changed back into a giant three-headed monkey." replies Bob. "Can I come along?"
"Sure!" says Mithent, and the four begin to walk along the Road again.
"Okay. We've got a chainsaw-wielding maniac and a giant three-headed monkey in the form of a scarecrow. What next?" asks the secretary, in as good an imitation of a deadpan voice as giant canaries can do.
"Oh, cowardly lions? /I/ don't know." states Mithent, matter-of-factly.