apologies for the messed up text I sent you last time, will go back and check in future, here is another excerpt for you all,
“I can hear it too” said Petunia. “Chickens, where are you?” Arif shouted. “Celine, Mariah, Whitney! Where are you?” Petunia called out. “Up here!” Came the reply. They all heard it and looked above their heads and sure enough on a bough of a flowering cherry tree, stood the chickens, looking down at them. The elves and Petunia flew up to greet them. “Hi! You are all OK then?” asked Petunia. “We are all just fine!” replied Whitney. “We have been living in this tree with a little squirrel family. They are great” giggled Mariah.“Yes, they have just had babies. We have been helping to look after them whilst they went off and foraged for food for the little ones. We sing to the babies all the time and a small crowd usually gathers at the base of the tree.” Said Whitney. “We love it here.” Celine said to Petunia. “We are not going back to the garden, so don’t even ask!” retorted Whitney. “Don’t worry, we haven’t come to take you back!” said Arif, “We have just come to see when and where the concert is being held, and to see if you are alright, which you obviously are!” “Oh we don’t need to do a concert now; the animals and birds just come to our tree and listen to our music whenever they want to.” Celine replied. “Well, I still think you should hold a concert by the Weeping willow tree. You promised all those creatures that came to watch the competition a concert. “I think it would be quite rude not to do it, especially, when it comes to the competition next year, if you haven’t done at least one concert the judges will probably disqualify you for not keeping your promise.” said Petunia, angrily.
“Calm
down.” said Elgar. “If the chickens don’t want to be bothered going all the way
over to the weeping willow tree and sing again for the entire audience of
creatures who cheered for them at the competition, they don’t have to,
it’s their decision, it’s entirely up to
them!” “Well that’s
settled then!” said Whitney, “No concert!”
“OK! See Ya!” said Petunia, then off she flew. The elves dutifully
followed her. She had stopped by the willow tree. “Why
are you stopping?” asked Arif.
“We just have to give the chickens a couple of minutes to have a chat
and I think you will find they will change their minds.” said Petunia. She sat
at the base of the tree, Elgar sat next to her and held her hand, and he asked
her in a soft voice, “How do you know they will change their minds?”
“Because, they are girls, silly!” giggled Petunia.
Back
at the cherry tree, Celine said, “It was a great feeling when all those
creatures were cheering for us and asking for more wasn’t it?”
“I loved it” said Whitney.
“Yes! Me too” Mariah said, “But, it’s too late now. Petunia and the
fairies would probably have organised a concert for us and she has gone now. We
don’t know when she will visit again, it could be next year!”
“My goodness! We didn’t even ask Petunia how everyone was. We just
talked about ourselves, I feel awful now.” Celine said sorrowfully.
Back
at the willow tree; Petunia said, “You guys stay here, I will fly back and have
quick word with the chickens.”
“Hello!
Again” Petunia said to the chickens. “OH!
Petunia, Petunia, thank goodness you came back, “They all said in unison.” “Why is that?” asked Petunia,
knowingly.
“We forgot to ask you how
everyone is. How are Daphne, Jack, Petal, Blossom, and Lilly? Are they all
well?” Celine asked her.
“We want you to organise a concert for us” blurted out Whitney.
“Just a minute!” Celine interrupted, “We haven’t found out how our other
friends are yet! Whitney, you are selfish!”Petunia replied; “Jack and Blossom are still together, and are,
right at this moment organising a proper wedding together. Daphne is still
looking after all gods’ creatures. Petal is as busy as usual and Lilly is still
organising us all. We live with the elves now at the old oak tree. We left
Drake and Donnella in our old hedgerow and we have not seen them since. (She
paused) And yes -we would love to organise a concert for you.” The chickens
were, once again, very excited. “When and how will you
organise the concert? Who shall we invite?” They all chirped together .“Well,
now we know where you are living, we can keep in touch and we will organise a
date. Tell all the chatterboxes about the concert and the word will soon
spread; we shall go back to the old oak tree and find out the wedding
arrangements. We will let you know, a.s.a.p. and maybe, I can
entice all the fairies to come back with me. We will then tell you all the
details. You girls just keep practising!” Petunia said with a big smile on her
face.
“We would love to see everybody again!” said Celine. “Thank you, thank
you Petunia. See you soon!” She flew back to the weeping willow tree.“Ok boys,
we are on!” she said with a big grin on her face. The elves looked bemused. “How
did you do that?” asked Elgar.Enjoy
Polly x
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