When we calmed down after all the action and excitement we cooked up a Bass Strait brunch, and discussed the previous day or two’s exciting events.
Bonzo said he’d been asleep and missed all the hullabaloo. Elle said Angry’d had the idea for her to shoot up and grab the captain around the neck, and it was good to see that Angry was using his mind, and Elle her body.
We all hoped Mild Monotheist Moby would survive the deadly duel with the captain, which was of course really the surviving Monotonous Monotheist. We wondered if we would see them again on our journey.
After a joyous meal under the big ocean sky, where the rest of our travel entourage got to meet the Greenygrey, we unfortunately announced that we would be parting again.
Blighty needed Green, and we felt that Grey should finish this journey on its own.
It had been a fantastic reunion, and I (Grey) felt reinvigorated for the adventures to come.
Moreover, Green had been able to tell me that the Grand Council had fled to Saturn, and Britain was missing me because of the drought.
We parted again, and Green shape-shifted into an albatross for the long journey back to the Greenygrey world.
We all climbed up to the top of the mast to wave it off and wish it luck, singing Vera Lynn’s ‘We’ll meet again, don’t know where, don’t know when…’
Green albatross looked back as it reached the horizon, did a roll and tipped its wings, before disappearing from view into the azure.