Chapter 9
Note: Two in one day? Woah, you lucky, LUCKY things…
The four were walking, well three were walking and one was flying/sitting on Alan's shoulder, when they realised they were incredibly lost.
'See, Muldoon, this is why we never leave the building.'
'Yes, but if we get Alan and Sparky back together, the reunion show will make us MILLIONS!' Bob's eyes shined, small pound signs gleaming in his pupils. He whipped out a portable video camera from his pocket, ready to film the slightest twist in Alan's quest to get back to Sparky.
Suddenly, he had his chance…kinda.
Billy was frustrated.
'Alan, this is hopeless, we followed a drunken transexual dinosaur she-male! Can we go back to the Visitor centre, where at least there may be food.'
'Awwwwww but Billy, this is the only chance I have…I didn't leave things very well with Sparky.'
'And whose fault is that? It's your own cowardliness, and inability to show feelings toward anyone…you've been my friend for 3 years and I've never had a hug.'
'YOU'RE A BUDGIE'
Bob was filming this all greedily, when he saw Sir Kibblespit staring at him, confused.
'How are you STILL not dead?'
'Oh shut up already!' Muldoon threw the camera down, annoyed.
Meanwhile, Billy had flown off in a mood.
Bob scowled. 'See, you made me miss that!'