Hello to all, whether you be a follower, a member of the court, or a king! (However you being a king would be rather unlikely as to our knowledge we are the only ones around.)
We have decided that we should share a bit of the latest manuscript our sister, the princeless Tifanie has been writing. So this is a bit from a chapter in My Funny Bone, for you to enjoy:
“I’d really like to go on a sleepover,” said Hadrien’s-Wall, pretending to be dreamy. “I would be very well behaved…I wouldn’t wet the sleeping bag…” That was exactly what had happened last time Freckled-Hen and Fishy had brought him on a sleepover. That time it had been to Aedem Hopkins house, back in Spain. To be fair, Hadrien’s-Wall had hardly been potty trained and was only three years old. But it was still very embarrassing for his brothers and not something they had forgotten yet.
“But the fact remains that you weren’t invited, so you can’t come,” said Daniel. “It would be very rude for you to come. And you’d better not have a fit or I’ll be very annoyed.”
“Can you do something special with me when you come back then?” asked Hadrien’s-Wall tearfully, as he put his hands behind his back and leaned against the bed, scrunching up his toes so he wouldn’t slip down and land on his bottom.
“Yeah,” nodded Jonas. “We’ll do something very special. We’ll play with you all day. Let us know what you want us to play.”
“Can we build a huge town out of snow for my dinosaurs and play?” asked Hadrien’s-Wall hopefully.
“Sure.”
“Can we eat bubblegum?” Bubblegum was one of the only things the big boys were allowed to eat and Hadrien’s-Wall’s wasn’t, which he found very unfair.
“Alright. But I don’t think you’ll like it.”
“Can we play Elections?” Our town had had elections not long ago, so everyone was big on elections now.
“Yep.”
“And can we have a picnic, and play in the woods, and relax in the hammock, and can we invite Solomon Gretzky to come play with me too?”
“Sure. Now go think of more things you want to do, we need some quiet so we can concentrate on our list. You don’t want us to forget anything, do you?”
“Well, maybe I do because if you forget something you’ll have to come back.”
“And then we’ll go right back and be gone longer.”
“Then I’ll let you list in peace,” said Hadrien’s-Wall obligingly, and he hopped from the room.
“Finally,” grunted Daniel. “I hope we won’t regret what we promise him, thanks to you, Fish.”
“Oh, I don’t think so. Hadrien’s-Wall’s fun and he’s lonely since Cayla and Asthma usually play by themselves and we are so much older than he is.”
“Where’s my baby doll bottle?” whined Cayla, as she wandered into their room.
“Definitely not in here,” replied Daniel. “Go look in the playroom.”
“I did.”
“Look farther than your nose.”
“Dannycake!” laughed Cayla, her funny bone tickled. “I did! I looked all the way to the bottom of the bin.”
“Look again,” grinned Daniel. Daniel always grinned when Cayla laughed because he thought her laugh was so cute. (Even if he would never, ever admit it.)
Cayla left and they could soon hear her rummaging furiously for her baby doll bottle. She finally found it at the very bottom of the toy bin.
“Found it!” she screamed, hurling a baby doll she didn’t like at the boy's bedroom door.
Smack!
“Great,” called Daniel. “What did you throw?”
He got up to investigate, opened the door, and peered out.
“Old Turfit, my don’t like her,” replied Cayla calmly, as she walked past the bedroom door with her arms full of baby equipment. She had pushed her leg through a hole between the seat of her stroller and the metal side and was dragging it behind her.
“We both hate Turfit.”
“I don’t hate her, she’s just not my favourite.”
“I hate her.”
“You already said so.”
“And my say it again.”
“She picked that up from you,” said Archie to Daniel. “Close the door and let’s get busy packing.”
Before the end of the evening, their backpacks were packed, and all their other things ready and in the entry. They put them in the closet so that none of their siblings would become suspicious, then went to eat supper as if nothing was happening.
Well, that's all for today, but not all for the book! Be sure to read our manuscript once it is released from our Kingdom, once it finishes learning the proper rules of etiquette and duelling.
Your sincerely and bursting with our ideas for our next books,
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