We all went to do our jobs. We had river reed in the garden and I'm pretty sure that's what the boats are made of. We collected up loads of it and dragged it inside. We then got some rope and glue. They wouldn't really use glue but it would help. We then went to the garage and we saw that the darkling was head-butting the window. I told Gazen to carry on as I zipped inside to the loft with a sleeping flower: I was pretty sure the darkling would attract attention. I didn't want it to go from no-one knows to everyone knows.
"So, you're back", it sniggered.
"Shut up", I said as it approached. The darkling stuck out its tongue to reply and I dived forward and stuck my flower in its mouth. It suddenly looked really tired and fell to the floor. The monster struggled to get back up but it's eyes slid shut and started snoring. I stuck out my tongue and flew back outside, to greet Gazen.
"Sleeping flower?", he asked and I nodded, trying to look serious, but we just burst out laughing. We walked over to the garage and took some blankets, pillows, a torch with lots of batteries, some rows from The Holly's kayak and a survival bag- a sleeping bag that keeps it at least 10 degrees when in the misuses. We took everything inside and then decided a sail would be extremely useful so we took a chequered picnic blanket and a stick then added it to the pile.
Soon we had everything we needed (including and especially food… yum yum!). Grake and Gip said it will take a day to get to The Arctic there as long as we get some help… I have no idea what they mean by that.