Trevor, A Not So Normal Toad Part: 3
Neville started complaining. "But Grandma, why does Trevor have to stay with Uncle Algie and Auntie Enid?"
"Because he is too much of a trouble maker to keep at home."
"But Grandma, what did Trevor do?"
"He broke the tea set, snapped that antique sword, ate ALL the cookies and candies…"
"All right. But if something happens to him –"
"Trevor will be fine. Now lets go, Neville."
Trevor was left at Neville's Great Uncle Algie and Great Auntie Enid's house.
"These people are so boring. They don't even get angry when I play pranks on them." I thought. (A/N: It starts out without Trevor narrating, but now he does.) So I decided to escape. "Now where can I go?" I had no idea where I was, and I had no idea where Neville was. I couldn't believe what I was thinking, me actually looking for Neville.
I walked, and walked, and walked, and then I came to the ocean. There was a big dock on it, and people were coming on to a big ship. "Maybe Neville is on there," I thought. I hopped on and a little while later the ship was sailing. "Bye Bye Auntie Enid and Uncle Algie!" I called out. I explored a bit when I came across another toad.
"Hola! Como te llamas? (Hello! What is your name?)" The strange toad said. (A/N: When there is a foreign language being spoken, parenthesis will be used to translate)
"Err-Hold on a sec!" I said as I hopped into the gift shop, stole a French-English Dictionary, and came back out to the toad.
"Uh, Je… Je 'map-'mappelle Trevor. (My name is Trevor)"
"Pardon? Habla Espanol? (Excuse me? Do you speak Spanish?)" The toad said.
"Uh, parlez-vous l' anglais? (Do y ou speak English?)"
"Pardon?" said the toad. "Me llamo Pepe. (Excuse me? My name is Pepe.)"
"Err, comment va-tu? (How are you?)"
"Adios loco. (Goodbye crazy.)" And with that, the strange toad hopped away. I wandered around, looking for Neville when I came across another toad (but this one with a strong Australian accent.)
"'Ello mate!"
"Err, hi."
"'Ow's it goin'?"
"Err, umm, just fine I guess."
"Oh, that's good. By the way, my name is Terri."
"My name is Trevor."
" Oh. Well 'ello Trevor." This toad was most peculiar. She was lounging on a pink Barbie lounge chair with one of those paper umbrellas that they put in your drinks taped to it. She was wearing a Hawaiian skirt made out of blades of grass. She was sipping droplets of a strange brown foaming substance out of a Barbie glass.
"Where did you get all that?" I asked.
"Stole it. 'Ey, do you want some?"
"No, I don't need anything. I'm just fine"
"All right. Stay right 'ere. I'll go get you some stuff."
I sat there waiting for about an hour when she came back with a huge sack.
"'Ere you go." I pulled out a blue (thank goodness) lounge chair, a glass, a Barbie t-shirt and shorts, an umbrella, and she set up this snack bar.
"Don't any of the humans notice us?" I asked.
"No, they don' ever seem to notice." she replied. "By the way, where are you goin', Trevor? I'm goin' back to my hometown, Sydney Australia."
"Sydney? Australia?"
"Yea, I really need to go home."
"If this boat really goes down to Australia, I'll never get to Neville before school starts!"
'Oh, that's where you goin'. Neville. I've never heard of Neville, what continent is it in? Maybe I should go there sometime."
"Oh, no, Neville isn't a place! Neville is this kid I live with!"
Then a young toad came up.
"Aloha!"
"Do you speak Hawaiian?" asked Terri.
"No. But I really want to learn how!"
"Hi! My name is Trevor. This is Terri."
"'Ello mate!"
"My name is Chicken."
"Chicken?" I asked. I hoped I didn't sound too harsh or doubtful.
"Yeah, Chicken, Chic for short. My parents thought they were adopting a chicken egg. But instead they got me."
"Why would your parents be adoptin' a chicken? Aren't they toads like you?"
"Actually, they aren't. They're really horses, and I've been away at summer camp. I'm returning home tomorrow! I'm so happy!"
"Horses?" inquired Terri. "Sure, horses. Why didn' they adopt a horse? I mean, if your parents were chickens, then they would at leas' be adoptin' their own kind. But horses?"
"They have a swimming pool on this boat!" said Chic, trying to change the subject.
"Great! I exclaimed. "I haven't swam since- since the last time Neville took me swimming. That's a long time ago because Neville is a little afraid of water."
"Great! Do you to want to come swimming with me?"
"Sure!" Terri and I said in unison.
"Great!"
"I'll go steal some swimming gear," said Terri.
When she came back, she was carrying a pink Barbie bikini, a blue Barbie bikini, and Barbie swimming trunks. Everything she steals seems to be Barbie. Is it the only clothes that they make in our size? And anyway, why are we wearing clothes all the time?
"Pepe!" exclaimed Chic.
"Chic!" exclaimed the strange toad I met earlier.
"How did you talk to him? Do you speak his language?" I asked.
"No, I don't speak his language, but I've got this," she said, and held out a Spanish-English dictionary.
"OH!"I cried. "THAT'S what you use! I was using this!" I showed her my dictionary.
"Oh, Trevor," she sighed. "When will you learn? That's a FRENCH-English dictionary. Not Spanish!"
"Oh."
"I guess I'll have to steal him some gear, too," said Terri.
"Yup," said Chic.
Terri stole some clothes for Pepe, and we all approached the pool.
"Ugh, I'm getting' seasick!" complained Terri.
"Seasick?" asked Chic.
"Yeah, seasick. Jus' look at the pool!"
"Ohhhh," The pool had huge waves in it, and every time the boat rocked the waves moved to one side.
"Big deal! Who cares when you can go swimming?" I yelled.
We all jumped into the pool.
"AAAH! AN ICKY LITTLE TOAD!" somebody yelled.
"I don't think we are wanted here…" said Chic.
"Me neither," we all said in unison.
"Well then, let's leave!"
"Ohh! Looky!" cried Chic. "People are dancing! I know the hula! Oh, we're going to a hukilau, a huki, hui, huki, huki, hukilau."
"A what?" Asked Terri.
Chic didn't answer. She just kept on singing. "We throw our nets out into the sea, and all the `ama `ama come swimming to me."
We just left her singing there while we chatted.
When that was all over, we went back to where we first met Terri and just relaxed.
"You know, I really like Hawaii. I want to know every detail about it!" said Chic.
Suddenly, the captain yelled,
"Everyone, inside! There's a storm heading this way!"
"Yikes!" Yelled Terri as she began packing up. The sky was looking threatening. Terri folded up the umbrella, packed up the lounge chair, while me, Chic, and Pepe grabbed everything else. Then we headed into a cabin.
"Looky, everybody! A mini-TV!" cried Chic.
"Wow, Muggles do make great inventions." I said. I've seen TVs before, but they still fascinate me.
"Mud-whats?" said Terri.
"Muggles. They're people without magical powers." I said. Lightning flashed. Then suddenly, a huge wave formed and hit the boat!
"AAAHHHH!" People (and toads) screamed.
TO BE COUNTINUED…
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters and others related belong to J.K. Rowling. Barbie belongs to Mattel. I own nothing.
Sorry for taking so long and then posting this chapter without completing it, but when you've had three months of writer's block then you would have, too!
R/R!!!!
You can hear "The Hukilau Song" at
www.e-hawaii.com/fun/midi/hukilau.mid