posted on Jan, 21 2016 @ 04:53 PM
Gordi woke with a start, like something was wrong... very wrong.
The shed was quiet, no voices from the kitchen, no smoke from the fire.
He sat for a moment, gathered his thoughts, then cried out: "Hullo rerr! Is naebody hame?"
Deep, Dark, Cold, Silence.
"Umm, where ur they aw then?" he pondered.
He fixed breakfast and coffee, then went to the back door to see if Sporky was OK.
The morning sun was just rising above the trees, and Sporky's magnificent shiny scales gleamed and sparkled like never before. "We need to seek out
our friends" Gordi teased... "the shed is cold and something is just... not right!"
Sporky snorted a huge smoke ring then bit through it, shaking his head as he did so, making a cloud of distended smoke trails which looked like a
Gordi smiled, then climbed on Sporkys back.. "We have work to do ma pal! an' ah'll bet that our friends need us noo, mair than ever before!"
With that, Sporky soared into the air, and the shed-mates darted off into the morning glour in search of their friends.