Ruth with her great sense of direction walked down the road with her hair. Normally she left her wig at home but ever since she had first meet the Turtle's she brought it along. Seeing that Raphael had no hair on, she gave him her wig.
"Here you better wear this for a while."
He grabbed it with his the hand which was not holding Sarah over his shoulder, and place it on under his hat. "Thanks".
Then Sarah made a sounds as if she was coming to, but then stopped as she passed out again, because she was not accustomed to being carried by a Turtle. Ruth rolled her eyes. Typical, she thought to herself. Sarah spends her whole life waiting for this moment, and then what does she do, SLEEP, and then she has the nerve to comment on my long afternoon naps.
As they walked down another road Ruth then realised she should have been paying more attention on where she was walking then about Sarah and her sleeping. It then dawned on Ruth that she was lost.
This was very embarrassing. Well at least Sarah would not see her go as red as Raphael's bandana when she tried to tell Raphael, the Turtle wearing her wig, that she was lost in a place she had lived all her life.
"Ermm Raphael..." she started to say.
Raphael looked around, "What?"
Then without warning a pack of giant....ANTS started to storm the road. Seeing this Raphael immediately went into Turtle mode and the backing music started playing. He placed Sarah's limp body on the floor and said, "Look after her while I kick some ant butt."
With this he ran down Mutley Plain with his weapons ready. Sarah then started to come round.
"Errm where am I?" she said in her own voice.
Ruth replied in a narrators voice, "Urrr Mutley Plain. But we are lost."
"How can we be lost if we are on Mutley Plain?" said Sarah.
"Urmmm" Ruth realised that maybe she should stick to empty glasses of orange juice, as maybe all that toxic orange juice was making her a tad slow.
Then Sarah felt as if something was wrong, but what could it be? Was her hair having a bad day? No it was short and behaving. Was it that she had forgot to yodel this morning? No because she never yodels in the morning. Then what was it? Maybe it was....no it could not be.... the fact that there were giants ants, which were painting everything with uncoordinated colours, and that there was a Turtle, wearing a wig, fighting them.
Ruth saw Sarah's expression to what was happening in front of them, and tried to hide the fact, since she wanted to keep Sarah conscious. She did not want to have to carry Sarah with her feeble arms. Telling her to move would be so much simpler. With this she got up and jumped up and down like a kangaroo.
"What are you doing Ruth and what's that behind you?" Sarah quizzed.
"I am doing nothing. I normally jump up and down. Did you know that jumping up and down is good for you. It's a proven fact that 1/3 of people jump sometimes." Ruth rambled on as an giant ant leg flew past her head and covered her with ant insides. Ignoring the fact she was now drenched in ant, she carried on, "You know we could jump together down the road towards town?"
"But we just came from town and anyway, you are covered in ant mess." Sarah pondered, was Ruth always this slow to miss the obvious?
"Well I need a toilet!"
"Where did that come from?"
"A drink and then my bladder," responded Ruth with a *I need the toilet while jumping smile.* Sarah wondered why the conversation had suddenly changed to Ruth needing the toilet.
"I want to know why you are trying to keep the fact that there is giant ants mixing a purple with a yellow colour scheme, and why they are being fought by a..."
"A policemen," Ruth quickly said, knowing that if Sarah said the Turtle word she would faint again with all the excitement.
"He's the fashion police." But before Sarah could question another one of Ruth's stupid answers ...
"Here you better wear this for a while."
He grabbed it with his the hand which was not holding Sarah over his shoulder, and place it on under his hat. "Thanks".
Then Sarah made a sounds as if she was coming to, but then stopped as she passed out again, because she was not accustomed to being carried by a Turtle. Ruth rolled her eyes. Typical, she thought to herself. Sarah spends her whole life waiting for this moment, and then what does she do, SLEEP, and then she has the nerve to comment on my long afternoon naps.
As they walked down another road Ruth then realised she should have been paying more attention on where she was walking then about Sarah and her sleeping. It then dawned on Ruth that she was lost.
This was very embarrassing. Well at least Sarah would not see her go as red as Raphael's bandana when she tried to tell Raphael, the Turtle wearing her wig, that she was lost in a place she had lived all her life.
"Ermm Raphael..." she started to say.
Raphael looked around, "What?"
Then without warning a pack of giant....ANTS started to storm the road. Seeing this Raphael immediately went into Turtle mode and the backing music started playing. He placed Sarah's limp body on the floor and said, "Look after her while I kick some ant butt."
With this he ran down Mutley Plain with his weapons ready. Sarah then started to come round.
"Errm where am I?" she said in her own voice.
Ruth replied in a narrators voice, "Urrr Mutley Plain. But we are lost."
"How can we be lost if we are on Mutley Plain?" said Sarah.
"Urmmm" Ruth realised that maybe she should stick to empty glasses of orange juice, as maybe all that toxic orange juice was making her a tad slow.
Then Sarah felt as if something was wrong, but what could it be? Was her hair having a bad day? No it was short and behaving. Was it that she had forgot to yodel this morning? No because she never yodels in the morning. Then what was it? Maybe it was....no it could not be.... the fact that there were giants ants, which were painting everything with uncoordinated colours, and that there was a Turtle, wearing a wig, fighting them.
Ruth saw Sarah's expression to what was happening in front of them, and tried to hide the fact, since she wanted to keep Sarah conscious. She did not want to have to carry Sarah with her feeble arms. Telling her to move would be so much simpler. With this she got up and jumped up and down like a kangaroo.
"What are you doing Ruth and what's that behind you?" Sarah quizzed.
"I am doing nothing. I normally jump up and down. Did you know that jumping up and down is good for you. It's a proven fact that 1/3 of people jump sometimes." Ruth rambled on as an giant ant leg flew past her head and covered her with ant insides. Ignoring the fact she was now drenched in ant, she carried on, "You know we could jump together down the road towards town?"
"But we just came from town and anyway, you are covered in ant mess." Sarah pondered, was Ruth always this slow to miss the obvious?
"Well I need a toilet!"
"Where did that come from?"
"A drink and then my bladder," responded Ruth with a *I need the toilet while jumping smile.* Sarah wondered why the conversation had suddenly changed to Ruth needing the toilet.
"I want to know why you are trying to keep the fact that there is giant ants mixing a purple with a yellow colour scheme, and why they are being fought by a..."
"A policemen," Ruth quickly said, knowing that if Sarah said the Turtle word she would faint again with all the excitement.
"He's the fashion police." But before Sarah could question another one of Ruth's stupid answers ...