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‘When Finn the eskimo gets there, evrybody’s gonna jump for joyyyyy……’ Becky was singing again, weird snatches of songs that came from nowhere.

Pssst Arona, over here, Mandrake hissed

Mandrake there you are, what ever are you doing. I was so worried I had lost you!

Mandrake was quite touched, but managed not to show it

I couldn’t stand all the snorting anymore.

Ahahhaahh laughed Arona, I know, so funny, he sounded like a little pigbouh

Anyway Mandrake, don’t you worry, I am no fool, no way would I just blindly trot off after someone who said ‘when I gets an urge, I gets an urge, and I follows it.’ That’s mad.

Sanso, realising that Arona was no longer following him, returned.

Well I think we should use the power of the sabulmantium rather than just blindly trot off down endless tunnels said Mandrake

Good thinking! said Sanso enthusiastically. Yes, much better than my daft idea. Good plan Madrake!

Mandrake actually corrected the cat, huffily

To be honest, said Arona honestly, I didn’t really understand all that technical stuff Sanso. So how exactly does this work? Hmmm wish that dragon or someone would turn up now and explain it clearly and succinctly in plain language that we can all understand. I get how to move the sand but then what? How does the compass thingy work?

Sanso was finding it hard to stop laughing at Arona’s funny wooping hoots of laughter. He snorted and gasped until his side ached.

Mandrake? Mandrake! Arona came to her senses. Where has he gone? Mandrake!

He’s taken that glass sand thing, too! All that laughing had jumbled up Sanso’s memories, and he couldn’t recall the name of that Glass sand thing

(that glass sand thing, Becky made a note to look it up and correct the script later)

That creature’s made off with it!

Oh, bugger off, Sanso, Mandrake wouldn’t do that! Arona spoke sharply, forgetting her manners in her panic. What would a Mandrake want with a glass sand thing? Arona almost stamped in frustration at not remembering the name of that thing, and in front of Sanso, too.

Sanso didn’t hear her anyway, he was striding purposefully across the cavern towards the waterfall.

Well wait for me! Arona ran to catch up with him. How do you know he went this way?

I don’t, Sanso was honest, But when I gets an urge, I gets an urge, and I follows it.

Arona couldn’t think of a better idea, so she followed him. Slow down, will you! Mandrake! MANDRAKE! Where are you, Mandrake!

Everything started to happen at once. As Sanso sat up, craning his neck looking at the door in the ceiling, a terrific flapping and squalking noise approached from behind him, starting as a distant vibration and rising in an unbearable crescendo as it rounded the last bend in the tunnel. Suddenly the noise stopped as Sanso felt a weight on his shoulder, and then a thud on the sandy floor. Bugger this, the parrot screeched in his ear. Bugger this bugger this bugger bugger bugger…

Sanso was momentarily speechless, as his eye fell on the key. He picked it up and turned it over in his hand, feeling the rusty weight of it. He turned to look at the parrot on his shoulder, who thankfully had stopped his shrill squalking.

This must be the key to that door, he whispered to the parrot. Let’s try it and see.

Wait for Dory dear Wait for Dory!

Bugger this, sighed the parrot, Here I am bringing the key, remembering everything everyone else forgets, running the show here and I don’t even have a name in this silly story.