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Mithent's Confused Interdimensional Travels part 7

And so, time went on as it always does, except that as this is a story a lot less time is actually spent travelling than normal until a new sub-adventure comes into play. The group come to an enormous field of rapeseed, as you do.

"My, what an enormous field of rapeseed." comments Frank the mouse. "I bet I can terrify those butterflies, y'know." He nods meaningfully.

"Of course you can, Frank, but we haven't got time for that right now." says Mithent kindly. And sneezes.

Min Tan immediately looks suspiciously at Mithent. "I didn't think canaries could sneeze."

"Oh, well, maybe them canaries can!" suggests Bob helpfully.

"Well known biological fact." states the secretary drearily. "But we're not -"

"Giant blueberries. Yes, secretary, we went through all th- aachoo!" sneezes Mithent, closely followed by Bob, also having caught the sneezing fit.

"Anyone got a tissue?" asks Frank, nasally.

"It's the rapeseed! I'll cut it all down with my chainsaw!" threatens Min Tan, before launching into a coughing and sneezing fit.

"Don't be - aachoo - an idiot, just run!" demands the secretary. Bob tries to say something, but is sneezing too much to do anything but roll on his back.

Mithent, Min Tan and the secretary run towards the horizon, quickly leaving Frank trailing behind looking at the pathetic sight of Bob. "How am I meant to take you with me?" the small mouse demands.

Bob simply waves frantically before sneezing again.

"I'll - have to leave you. I'm so sorry. You seemed so - atishoo - nice, too." states Frank, and waves a paw before scurrying off after the others.

Bob simply manages to murmur "Don't leave!" before another sneezing fit takes over and all he can do is watch the others leaving him behind. And wish for a hayfever cure.