Meanwhile, Elspeth was walking alone (as usual) when she saw an approaching firestorm. She screamed like a man and ran like a tree- she was 'rooted' to the spot. Suddenly she turned into a foo bird and was able to fly away. Unfortunately people can't turn into foo birds and fly away so she was imagining it.

As she woke from her daydream she heard the firestorm sizzling and a voice that she recognised as Rushton's child swearing (damn!) and wailing like a baby.

Rushton's tears had put out the firestorm.

He went to sit on a rock by himself.

Elspeth hit her head with her hand. Rushton had become an annoying baby ever since he had become addicted to spiceweed. She went to talk to her understanding lover, Freya.

"Yes I know he's a baby. I tried to help him with his problems but he took it as a sign of affection so I left him to it."

"Yes that's when I thought that the world had ended, Freya my love, because I thought you had rejected me."

"Yes, I was rejecting you. Remember you were going through that 'I'm going to save the world phase?'"

"But I am going to save the world," Elspeth whined.

"Urgh. Go back to Rushton."

"INSULT!" Elspeth joked.

"I wasn't joking," Freya replied and she departed.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. MY LIFE HAS ENDED! I have to go back to Rushton!!! Nooooooooooooooooooo!"

Freya came back for a second. "SHUT UP!" she yelled and departed for the second time that day.