A huge airship hove into view over the mountains and cast a shadow over half the town. It was easily three or four times bigger than Sportacus' airship and everyone left their houses to see it. They all watched in amazement as the airship came to a stop in the air and a big ladder fell from it. What surprised them the most was the size of the occupant of the airship. Even from the air the occupant looked massive and the closer he came to the ground the bigger he seemed to get and was an imposing figure indeed.
The giant reached the ground in no time at all and upon turning round received an enthusiastic welcome from Sportacus.
"Ché! What are you doing here?" Sportacus asked slapping the larger man on the back.
"I thought I'd come and visit my old friend. I had nothing to do so I thought I'd drop by. I can go if I'm not welcome." Ché replied returning the slap.
"Of course you're welcome Mr Ché. I'm Mayor Meanswell. Have you known Sportacus long?" The Mayor enquired seeing that the two were obviously firm friends.
"A very long time Mr Mayor. Too long for me to count without making myself look old." Ché laughed in response. "And please, call me Ché."
"Very well, Ché." The Mayor replied and shook Ché's hand which was the size of a shovel.
"You must introduce me to the rest of the people here." Ché commented, "They all seem rather interested in me and I hate to be at a disposition of not knowing anyone."
The Mayor nodded his head a little embarrassed that he'd forgotten everyone else; he was still trying to get over how tall the man in front of him was.
The Mayor pointed to each person going from left to right, "This is Bessie, Stingy, Trixie, Stephanie, Pixel, Ziggy, Sportacus, Robyn and our newest resident Kit."
Ché shook everyone's hand and turned to Robyn, "You must be the niece I've heard so much about. To be perfectly honest little one your uncle does you no justice."
Robyn smiled and coloured a little, "he's never been very good at that. He does you no justice either. I really have to ask, how tall are you?"
Ché chuckled, "I'm eight foot six and a half inches tall."
"Wow," was all a stunned Robyn could say.
Ché chuckled. He had this reaction quite often and had no idea what the reaction would be if he was asked if he had any children.
With the time now nearing lunchtime Bessie proposed that they all have a picnic as it was a nice day and she couldn't imagine trying to get Ché into the house. Everyone agreed with this idea and Robyn went to fetch some flowers and was unsurprisingly followed closely by Kit.
Sportacus rolled his eyes and shook his head. He knew that the two had taken what he'd said on board and were highly unlikely to defy him but it still left him feeling unsure. Both of the lovers were highly vulnerable to instinct and the inevitable hormones of youth. No matter how much he protested against what he'd done Sportacus knew that eventually he'd have to stand back and let nature take its course. It was hard for him though as he still saw Robyn as a child as any guardian or parent would.
When Robyn knew that Kit was following her to the garden she smiled and built her pace up into a run challenging Kit to race her. Kit accepted the challenge and easily caught up with Robyn. Robyn turned to look at Kit and stuck her tongue out at him. Kit tried to tell Robyn something but it was too late, she ran head long into a tree and fell to the ground in a heap.
"Princess, are you ok?" Kit managed to say while suppressing laughter.
Robyn turned her head and looked at Kit evilly, "no I'm not ok. That hurt. Stop laughing at me and help me up."
Kit held out a hand for Robyn to grab and was still laughing. Clearing his throat he looked at Robyn with mirthful eyes, "I'm sorry princess. It was just funny."
"Do you see me laughing?" Robyn asked with a large amount of indignation in her voice.
"No but the tree is," Kit laughed in response.
Not wanting to say anything more for fear of saying something she might regret Robyn stormed off towards her garden. Having had an experience of Robyn's temper before Kit should have known better than to follow her but he did so anyway.
"Oh come on princess. Calm down. If you're not careful you'll walk into another tree." Kit called after his lover's retreating back.
Robyn turned round sharply her eyes shooting daggers at Kit, "Maybe I should walk into another tree so you can laugh at me some more. I guess its funnier seeing me get hurt than it is caring about it."
Kit's laughter stopped and he frowned; "Now you're being silly."
"Silly?" Robyn shouted, "Well if I'm so silly you can pick the flowers and take them back. I might as well stay here as I might be silly enough to walk into a tree again." Saying this Robyn sat on the ground in a massive sulk.
Kit shook his head in exasperation and did as he was told. He wasn't angry enough to take any flowers from Robyn's special reserve which she kept for Robbie. He made a point to walk past Robyn and saw she was still sulking. Shaking his head he carried on walking and in a few minutes arrived where the picnic had been set up.
He tossed the flowers down on the blanket and sat heavily, sulking himself.
No one needed to ask what happened, they'd all heard the argument. Everyone thought it wise to approach neither Robyn nor Kit as both were in bad moods and the situation could easily be worsened.