Nutlidge ~ Chapter Nineteen

Nutlidge ~ Chapter Nineteen

The Mission Begins

Yellow Flower, Sky, the fairies and the pixies all appeared outside the door to the main gathering entrance. They stood on a ledge that was decorating one of the large pillars that rose up around the entrance hallway. There they had a bird’s eye view of everything.
Most of the world leaders were in the hall standing around and talking to each other in small groups. Two more men and a lady walked in and met up with familiar faces.
The cameras were already in place with the cameramen awaiting the start, checking their cords and testing out their equipment.
The large rooms seating arrangements were set out in a circular pattern so all the men and women in the room looked toward the center where a large blue rug dominated the floor. The seats set out like a cinema, going up as they went back. There were four half-circle benches on either side of the room, each seating 50 people, in pairs. Each area was set up with a microphone, a jug of water and two glasses and an ashtray. And every flag of the world was hung above the appropriate leaders chairs. The name each country represented, was placed before the microphone within the cameras vision.
Lavish flowers filled the room, waiters with trays of wine, scotch and brandy walked from group to group offering drinks followed by another offering tea and coffee.
Trays of food made their way around the room and reporters hummed in their allocated area about the current happenings.
Outside, more cars arrived. Willy Weed made his grand entrance. Reporters crowded the footpath trying to get a picture of him with his General in tow. Protesters crowded the streets peacefully and Parliament House driveways with signs saying ‘No War For Oil!’, ‘Go Home Willy!’ and other such things like ‘Save the Forests!’, ‘No US Bases on Aussie Soil!’ and ‘C’mon Coward! Don’t sell Australia to the Lizards!’
All this was rather amusing to Sky and her friends, who were now flying down to the floor next to the large doorway. Yellow Flower and Blue Bell had Sky between them helping her down there. She enjoyed the flight very much, giggling all the way!
They headed into the huge hall making their way along the wall to a mouse hole. They needed to get Sky out of sight for the moment.
The mouse hole had a resident mouse that came and greeted them. He introduced himself as Alf and offered his services.
“Oh thank you Alf, we just might need you after all. We are one person short, and you might just be able to fill his shoes for him”. Before they could say another word a flash of light appeared and Lobes arrived on the spot.
“Greetings!” He said, with his usual cheeky smile and floppy ears dangling around his feet.
“Oh Lobes! I was just about to come looking for you! Thank Goodness! Is everything set up in the broadcasting station?” Asked Yellow Flower.
“Oh yes! No problem at all. Our little friends are standing by, ready for action! Nothing will be left out!” He smiled wider and scratched his ear near his knee.
“Okay. Well I need to go with Sky somewhere where she can get back to her full size without being seen. Then I can give her the Invisibilitea.”
“Yes, I shall stay here until you return.” Said Lobes.
“Thank you.” She said, turning to the other folk awaiting their instructions. “Would you all just stay here for a few moments while I see to Sky, and then I’ll be back.” She led Sky out of the mouse hole and into the ladies toilets. They chose the first one and went in.
Yellow Flower closed and locked the door with her powers. She took a small cocoon flask off her hip and Sky tipped the Changeabilitea under her tongue. Up she went to her normal height and after she had stretched a little she sat on the seat. Yellow Flower flew up and landed on her knee.
“Okay, now Sky, I made the Invisibilitea for you… here,” she said, handing her another flask. This one was larger. Now this should last about two hours before it wears off. It should give you time to spike the drinks when they are all seated. Before you take it just let me check your cocoon to make sure I haven’t forgotten anything.”
“What about the potion?” Asked Sky, remembering Perry and Winkle and their mission.
“Oh my goodness yes!” Said the fairy suddenly remembered. “They should really be here by now! Oh I hope they’re alright! Look, Sky, stay here for a moment while I see if they have caught up with Lobes yet.”
“Okay.” Nodded Sky and the fairy flew off.

Fran woke up feeling much fresher than before. It was now ten o’clock and as she got up, and there was a knock on the door.
“Yes?” She called, and the door opened. Baize came in with a cup of tea and some toast for her, along with a big smile on his face.
“Well, thank you sweetheart! That’s lovely… To what do I owe this pleasure?” She took the tray and smiled curiously. Not that he had ever done that before, but they were few and far between these days, and it was usually for a reason!
“Oh because you’re just a great Mum!” He said and sat on the bed.
“Oh yes. And your great Mum is about to be asked to do what, pray tell?”
He grinned and knew that he was foiled! “Well…I was wondering if we could do some practicing here today…”
“Oh, Baize, I don’t think…”
“Oh Mum, it’s just that we need a quiet place to write and the four of us would like to do it here for a change.”
“Yes but I have a friend coming over…”
“We won’t disturb you, promise!” He said with puppy dog eyes.
She looked at him, wanting to say ‘no, not today!’ but then supposed that it would be all right. “Oh alright.” She said already regretting it, “But no loud music. Go in your own room if you have to.”
“We’ll be writing music Mum. So we won’t be that loud.”
Fran took a sip of her tea. “You always make a good cup of tea dear.” She said, and took another sip. “So, what are you writing about?”
“Oh, I’m not sure yet. Something in relation to the bombings or something that might be able to raise money for the victims.”
Fran thought that was a great idea and nodded as she sipped her tea. “Have you heard any more about Tommo and the others yet?” She asked.
“Yeah, not much change yet with Tommo. He’s still in a coma. They’re flying in his girlfriend to see if that brings him out of it. But they’re now saying that one of the pieces of shrapnel is near his spine. They’re not sure whether to remove it or not.” He replied, and punched a pillow he had been playing with.
“Oh honey. He’ll be okay. It might be a long haul for him, but he’s a tough bloke.” She said, looking at her son intensely.
“Yeah. I know. It just sucks that’s all. He never did anything to the people who blew the nightclubs up.”
“I know love. It’s hard to understand isn’t it? And it seems as though it’s getting out of hand. If it’s not over religion, it’s over oil, and if it’s not over that they’ll find something else!”
“Well, it’s not fair! Why don’t they blow each other up instead of using innocent people?”
Fran didn’t know what to say for a moment. She put her hand on his and squeezed it. “It is unfair I know. But Baize, don’t try to carry the world on your shoulders. Just do what you can do. Write your song… and show ‘em another way!” she smiled.
He lightened up a little. “So who was this ‘friend’ you met last night?” He finally inquired.
“Oh just someone I picked up!” She said, grinning wickedly!
He hadn’t seen his mum this bubbly for a long time. It was great to see. “Come on… you can tell me,” he said.
“No, only kidding, it was someone whose car had broken down and I gave him a lift to the next town. He ended up buying me a drink and we stayed for tea and then I took him and his petrol back to his car. His name is Jack and he’s around my age, working and very cute! He’s a bit of an entrepreneur amongst other things. I asked him around for lunch today,” she said with a smile still on her face, then looked at her son and added sternly, “So no funny business!” She smiled.
“Ah! Prince charming hey! Well, good on you Mum. You deserve to be happy. I’ll look forward to meeting him… Anyway, I’ll let you eat your brekkie and I’ll let the guys know it’s okay to come over.”
“Alright dear.” She said and took a bite from her toast. He left the room and came back straight away, “By the way, when is Sky coming home? I want to test her out for some percussion.”
“Oh, that’s nice Baize, she’ll love that! Um, I was going to pick her up tonight. I have to ring your Grandmother and see how they’re doing. If she’s having fun, she can stay a little longer if she wants.” It was school holidays after all.
“Okay.” He said, and then left the room.

Perry and Winkle turned up in the toilet block where Sky was, making her jump.
“Oh you guys!” She said, holding her heart. “I was expecting Yellow Flower.” She picked them up and placed them on her knee.
“We got the potion for you!” Said Perry, handing her the tiny bottle sealed with a nut and covered with wax.
“Yeah!” Nodded Winkle, “And you should see how Elm and Podsinia dealing with each other! It’s really very funny!”
“But we couldn’t untie him. She has the ties under a spell I think. They wouldn’t cut or come undone,” said Perry, expressing himself with his hands.
Just then, someone came into the toilet and washed their hands. She was humming to herself. Sky peeked through the rather large crack in the door frame and the pixies hopped on her head to do the same thing. The lady was a little tipsy and broke out into song filling the whole room up with the chorus from Shirley Bassey’s ‘Big Spender’ and finished off with ‘Spend a little time with me!’ and she did a quick shoe shuffle before straightening out her suit and laughing at the mirror. She left the room leaving the door to swing wide open before it closed with a cushion affect.
Sky was trying not to giggle! It was so funny. The pixies were laughing uncontrollably, but the lady couldn’t hear them.
As soon as the lady left, Sky cracked up snorting through her nose before breaking out into laughter! She sat on the toilet seat holding her tummy. They laughed for some time, tears in their eyes; they kept thinking about the silly movements of that middle-aged lady and just couldn’t help themselves! They all laughed so much they made each other laugh! One of Sky’s happy tears rolled off onto Winkles hat and knocked it off, splashing Perry in the face. But that only made them laugh even more! Until Yellow Flower appeared still looking for the pixies, relived to see that they had arrived. In between laughter they all told a little of the lady and what she did. It wasn’t long before they had Yellow Flower laughing uncontrollably as well and it took them all some time to collect themselves.
It was exactly what they needed! They had all been so serious lately that it would have jammed up their own intuitive and magical energies, so it was like medicine from a bottle!
“Oh! You wonderful little darlings!” Sky laughed, pinching them both on the cheek. They both got embarrassed and went all shy.
Sky showed the fairy the bottle and Yellow Flower nodded. “Oh good! Just one drop in each cup. It is very concentrated, so that is all you will need, but remember it needs to go in at the same time as the Honestea powder. You will need two hands for this Sky. Have your cocoon ready and open to scoop out the tea, and here, I’ll break the seal of the potion so you can drip it.” She did just that, making enough of a hole in the wax for the liquid to be dripped out at the right speed, and handed the bottle back to Sky. It was only as big as her thumb, and she wondered how it was going to do all the drinks, but she trusted Yellow Flowers directions.
“They are all beginning to sit down.” Yellow Flower continued, “So Sky, it’s time to take your Invisibilitea, are you ready?” Sky grinned with nervousness and excitement and nodded. “Yes, it’s now or never!” She said, and took the tiny nut bottle of Invisibilitea from her. She was still giggling a little. She took in a big breath to calm her nerves.


Nutlidge ~ Chapter Twenty

Nutlidge ~ Chapter Twenty

Invisibilitea and Honestea

Under the tongue it went and she thought of herself as invisible and instantly she disappeared from humanity’s view. However, the three folk were still standing on her knee, and they could still see her.
“Are you okay Sky?” Asked Yellow Flower.
“Yes!” Said Sky giggling.
“Okay, come on then, I’ll sit on your shoulder until we are in there and then I will keep an eye on you. Perry, Winkle, go and help the other pixies with the cameramen and the telecast set up. We also need two keeping an eye on the guards by the entrance. Off you go, they’re waiting for you in the mouse hole near the entrance doors.”
The pixies disappeared from the cubicle and Sky went to open the door. It was locked. “Oh no!” She said, instantly worried.
“Don’t worry Sky, I locked it so no one would come in.” With that she wiggled her finger to release the lock. Nothing happened. She tried again, and still nothing happened. “Oh, well…” She said calmly, “You may have to climb over the door.” Suggested Yellow Flower. Podsinia hadn’t thought of this. She may have had the powers but she did not have the intelligence to use them properly!
Sky stood on the toilet seat and hoisted herself over the top and into the neighbouring cubicle. Then with Yellow Flower back on her shoulder again, she took off out the door and back into the great hall.
Most of the leaders were already seated except for a couple of odd figures that were taking their time.
The camera crews were set up and ready to go, reporters were checking their tape recorders and chatting quietly amongst them. Helping hands were everywhere flitting from here to there. Interpreters were also seated with those leaders who needed them.
Yellow Flower pointed out to Sky where to start. Standing in front of the long arched bench at one end, in the walkway, Sky got her measure out and scooped some tea. She held it over the top of the coffee mug along with the bottle and as she tipped the tea powder into the hot coffee, she allowed one drop of the potion into the cup also. They instantly sparkled and mixed themselves into the drink by the way of the tiniest bubbles. It was too small for the naked eye to notice.
She did this to the other drink containers and by Yellow Flowers instruction in her ear; she put three lots into the water jugs.
She worked her way along the row until she came to Willy Weed.
“No, leave him for a while,” said Yellow Flower. “Continue the row and come back around the other way. So Sky went and did as she was told.
The fairies were spread in strategic positions around the room ready to create a distraction enabling Sky to do her job without interruption.
The first speaker was of course Tom Coward. He rose in front of the cameras and spoke clearly to the worldwide audience that was out there listening.
“It gives me great pleasure to present to you our World Leaders’ Summit. On behalf of the Australian citizens, I would like to thank all of the World Leaders that have travelled to be here today at such short notice.
“We have gathered for the purpose, of finding a way to discuss the most important issues our world is facing today. Along with topics such as logging and wood chipping and trying to establish sanctions for saving and replanting more forests, more impending issues are present and they involve terrorism. We invite the media to witness our discussions here over the next few hours and trust the people at home will witness the peaceful outcomes of many issues…” He went on and on.

Grace was tuned in and set up for a long TV watch, with morning tea by her side, delivered faithfully by her friend and helper Beverly. She came in to the sitting room to top Grace’s cup up and said,
“And what is it you’re watching there Grace! I didn’t think you were into politics that much!”
“Oh, I just thought I might tune in to this Summit they are having in Canberra and see if they all tell the truth today or not.” She answered, smiling and stirring her tea.
“Oh yes! Well that will be the day!” Said Bev, looking at her boss sideways a little. “And what make you think they are going to be any different today from their normal lying selves?”
“Oh, just got a hunch!” She said in a cheerful tone and sipped the tea. “Why don’t you gather up the others and get them in for a cup of tea. I think they will enjoy this show!”
Beverly looked at her, wondering where she got the idea that it would be entertaining for them, but she would gather them up just the same. “Oh, by the way, you haven’t seen Sky lately have you?”
“Oh yes, I think she is happily playing in the cottage. She has taken quite a new liking to the dolls house.” Replied Grace. “I haven’t seen her since breakfast.”
“My, she had an appetite today! These kids grow so fast!” Beverly fished. She had noticed that Grace had been acting strangely lately and that Sky had also been a little different to her usual self. And where did Sky get that beautiful dress from that she had on last night? She knew that they hadn’t been out anywhere, and she knew that it wasn’t a dress up or she would have surely noticed. Grace had never been so distant before. It wasn’t that she was unfriendly, no; she was the loveliest lady that Beverly knew. But it was like she was off in a dream world that only she could see and Beverly felt strangely left out. Grace usually confided in her a lot. Especially since her husband had died.
She left Grace to watch her television program, and headed out to the herb garden to hang up the washing.
Henry was out there planting more small Comfrey and Basil seedlings and came over to have a chat.
“How are you Bev?” He asked chirpily and moved his hat back on his head a little.
“Great thanks Henry, and you?”
“Good, good. I feel like something good is going to happen today! I can just feel it in my bones!” He said, looking at the sky and stretching his old aching arm.
“Oh! And what sort of good thing?” She said, looking at him sideways while hanging a tablecloth, making sure it was straight.
“Oh I don’t know. I just feel that something is going to change for the better today. It’s just a feeling that’s all.”
Beverly hung out some more clothes and tea towels and listened to the birds.
“You’ve done a beautiful job of the gardens over the years Henry, it really is a credit to you.” She said after a while.
Henry got a little embarrassed but didn’t show it too much.
“Well…I had a lot of pleasure doing it, but I’m only adding to what was already here when I first came.”
“It really is a special place isn’t it?” She said, and stopped for a moment looking around her.
“Oh my yes! This place is special. You can feel it!” He answered.
It went quiet again. Then she said, “Henry, have you noticed anything different about Grace’s behaviour lately?”
Henry looked at her and didn’t say anything for the moment and after thinking about it he said,
“Well Grace knows more about life than she lets on to most people. I’m sure she’s in a world of her own just from being around her granddaughter. That child is reminding her about her own childhood. Sky is a child with a special kind of magic within.”
“You think that’s all that it is though?” She said, not really believing it.
“Well, so long as she’s happy, be happy for her. She has really missed her man over the past few years. Just go with it, I’m sure all will be revealed soon enough.”
“Yeah, I suppose you’re right. She replied and carried on with her job of hanging the washing. “Oh, Grace would like us all to join her for a cup of tea in the sitting room. Apparently there is something on T.V. she would like us to watch. Something to do with the World Leader Summit.” She shook her head a couple of times with a frown on her face.
Henry nodded his head at what she was saying. He had the strangest feeling inside when she said it. He knew he needed to watch it and without hesitation he said, “Come on then, leave that. Let’s go and see what it’s all about,” and he grabbed her arm gently and pulled her towards the house, before she had time to protest.

Meanwhile at home, Fran was just about to open the door to her visitor. She straightened out her outfit, which consisted of a long purple Indian skirt, and an orange velvet top. Her hair was up and she looked stunning.
The guys were in the garden trying to write a song and out the way for the moment.
She took a breath as the visitor knocked again. Fran opened the door nervously and when she saw him, she remembered how relaxed he was and she instantly relaxed herself.
“G’day! How you going!” He said happily.
“Hi! Pretty good thanks. Please, come on in…” She said, and she shut the door behind him. Leading him into the kitchen she noticed that Baize was fiddling with the TV in the lounge room, but ignored him just for the moment.
“So,” She said, “Would you like a drink? Juice, coffee…?”
“Oh, ah, just a juice would be good thanks.” He said, and followed her to the bench.
“Nice place you got here. Must be nice to live so close to the river.” He said, accepting the drink and taking a sip.
“Yes it is nice.” She agreed, “And I also love it because the forests aren’t that far away. It’s nice to have a bit of both.”
The volume on the TV went up loud by mistake and turning it down, Baize looked around to see who he had offended.
“Sorry!” He said, and came into the kitchen to meet Fran’s new friend.
“G’day!” He said, putting out his hand for Jack to shake it.
“G’day.” He replied.
Fran stepped in to introduce them.
“Jack, I’d like you to meet my son, Baize…Baize this is Jack, who generously shouted me to tea last night.”
Jack laughed, and images of the night before flashed in his mind. “Oh! Your Mum’s a treasure! I’d still be on the side of the road waiting if she hadn’t come along!” He said, looking her straight in the eye and didn’t take his eyes away until she did.
Baize could see that they were smitten with each other, and decided to keep it short. They obviously were itching to get to know each other a little more.
“Well, Jack, it’s good to meet you mate, enjoy your lunch. I’ve got a few mates outside and we’re trying to write a song. So I’d better get back to them. I’m just leaving the TV on Mum ‘cause that World Leader Summit is on this morning. We thought we’d get a few ideas from it.”
Fran nodded watching him tune in the ABC, but it turned out that it was on all the channels anyway.
“Hey may be I could have a jam with you some time.” Jack said, pushing the hair in his eyes out the way. “I play a little guitar, bass, sax.”
“Oh yeah! Any time man, that’d be great! I’ll let you know the details and we’ll catch up.” Replied Baize thrilled to hear he played saxophone also.
“No worries.” Said the visitor, and took another sip of his drink.
Glancing at it quickly, Fran noticed that Tom Coward was talking and being uninterested in what he had to say, shut him out and focused on her gorgeous guest, who was dressed in jeans and a shirt and nice boots, which made him look really smart.
Fran’s focus was entirely on him.

Meanwhile, back at the cave, Podsinia had found the potion gone and in a fit of rage had taken off to stop Sky from ruining her plans.

Sky was busy pouring Honestea into their drinks, and had done about half the leaders and their partners. Tom Coward had finished talking and had handed it over to a United Nations Spokesman who was addressing the first issue on the agenda, which was of wood chipping and deforestation.
Sky got around to Willy Weed and then his colleague. When she rechecked her work and saw the bubbles rising she rushed over to Tom Coward and spiked his drinks also.
She made her way around as fast as she could, being careful not to spill any of her precious ingredients. Yellow Flower was darting backwards and forwards between her and the other folk who were helping. The pixies had already changed some of the settings enabling the broadcast to bypass the broadcasting stations altogether and to go straight out there into peoples homes, uncut.
Lobes was doing a last minute check on all the equipment and distracted the odd person in the news room to get to the knobs he needed to change. He had already been to the broadcasting station and changed all the settings there for worldwide satellite coverage.
Every TV and radio station, in every city and town around the world had the opportunity to watch this World Leader Summit. Now the show was fully live, and it had been done in such a way that no one had noticed.
The next person to get up and speak was the president of Norway. In their own language they told the united congregation that they put forward an amendment placing all untouched forests to go on to the World Heritage List.
“This must be done to ensure the forests for future generations.” He had not had any Honestea as yet, and spoke truthfully for his country that had for years, been avid savers of old forests. “We must not cut down any more natural sanctuaries. We must use the recourses we have to plant trees and create more forests.”
Willy Weed put his hand up and spoke next. “You can’t stop felling forests! What are we going to build our houses with? What are the woodcutters’ families supposed to do when they go home and say they have no job? We can’t print the next budget without paper and well, we’d be lost without toilet paper!” His General and a few others laughed quietly at his comment.
The Dutch leader responded, “Members of the congregation, it is an honour to be here in Australia. We do not have to stop the felling and production of timber entirely. But I agree that we should plan to create more forests and rebuild what we have taken. The world is on the brink of dramatic climate change, but there is a window of opportunity to do something about it. If we can turn our thoughts around to love and not fear, it will be possible to find a balance in this.
“More jobs would be created with the planting of hemp and more trees worldwide could be planted on a massive scale. I also encourage the production of hemp for the use of paper and fabric, all the other products this plant can supply. The growth of hemp farms all over the world will cut the cost of wood chipping and paper manufacture. As this plant has been placed in our midst, we should use it as it was meant to be used.
“The cotton industry is another multinational corporation is sucking the earth dry and diverting water away from worthy causes. It costs less to grow hemp than it does to grow cotton, and the variety of uses is endless. Medicinally hemp can be used for many ailments and diseases, yet this plant has been made illegal, creating the substance abuse we now have. It is no worse or better than cigarettes and alcohol. I put forward a motion to legalize hemp farms to save the forests. And,” he added, “They can be grown as you know, without the THC content.”
There was a murmur with in the hall before anyone else spoke. It was a controversial request, but done with truth and sensibility.
Sky was still working her way around, until she came to a rather large waiter blocking the aisle. She had real trouble getting around him and just waited for a moment while he got the order from the Chinese Leader.
Two of the fairies saw what was happening, and as time was of the essence, they flew down to help.
Rosemally and Jasmine pushed up on the waiter’s tray to unbalance him. He went to save his tray and glasses and while doing this managed to step back far enough without completely falling over the leaders behind him. Sky stepped through the gap whilst he saved the glasses he was carrying and apologised quietly and humbly to the leaders around him. Sky continued her journey around the bench pouring Honestea and the potion into the drinks until she had finally done the last one.
With Yellow Flowers instruction, she headed for Willy Weeds drink and found he was drinking scotch! How could he be sensible drinking that! She placed the powder and the drop of potion into his glass and then headed for Phoney Hair’s cup. He had a mug, but in it was brandy! She spiked his cup, frowning at the attitude of these ‘leaders’.
Sky finished the last of the World Leaders drinks, finishing off with Tom Coward and his sidekick. It was time to now focus on the media. The fairies flew around and made sure all the drinks were touched with the Honestea, which they were. It had gone rather smoothly.
The media pool wasn’t so easy because it was very crowded. Sky found herself stepping over bags, feet and wires and slipping in between chairs. The fairies were kept busy here and made sure no one interrupted the young girl but they also kept their ear on what was being said.
No one noticed straight away, but Sky’s foot was beginning to come visible. She had completely forgotten about not eating meat and thinking nothing about it, she had had bacon and eggs for breakfast!
She was finishing off the last of drinks in the section when she heard a woman say,
“Hey! What was that?” She began glancing under the chair in front of her!

Nutlidge – Chapter Twenty One

Nutlidge – Chapter Twenty One

Awareness ~ Honesty ~ Responsibility

“Oh don’t worry about it.” Said the guy next to her carrying a hand held movie camera, “It’s probably just a mouse or a cat or somethin’ that got in here. You’ll get more of a news story by watchin’ these jerks over here,” He said, nodding towards the world leaders. “I got a doozey for’em later on. Can’t wait t’see what ol’ Cowards excuse will be!”
The woman shrugged and thought nothing of it again.
Sky looked around for Yellow Flower, and waved her over, heading for some cover behind the toilet door. Another woman, much older, waltzed out tugging at her top heavy blazer and making sure she was neatly dressed, and noticed that the door opened even before she had touched the door handle. Sky dodged her and the lady shook her head and said, “Whoops, one glass too many!” And giggled quietly before she took off out the door.
Yellow Flower followed her into the toilet block and found the cubicle Sky was in. They were alone.
“Oh! Yellow Flower! My foot is visible! Someone thought they saw a mouse or something. What should I do now?” she began to worry.
“It’s alright Sky. Just take a deep breath, and we’ll think of something. Firstly don’t panic…. Did you have any meat this morning for breakfast?”
“No!” Said Sky, “I only had bacon and eggs and potatoes and toast…” She suddenly realized. She hadn’t related the bacon to being ‘meat’ because you had ‘meat’ at night time for dinner. She suddenly felt silly and then thought about the egg and felt even sillier!
Yellow Flower smiled and said, “Not to worry! All of the leader’s drinks have been done and they have already sipped their way through half of it, so they should be well and ready to get really honest with each other! I think we have gotten to enough people. I looked around and the ones we didn’t get to are fairly Earth conscious anyway. I think things will go okay from here!” She gave Sky a squeeze on the shoulder as she fluttered and floated around her friend. “You did a fabulous job Sky! Congratulations! You should be proud of yourself. The world would be proud of you!” She flew up a little and looked over the toilet door to see a clear walkway and said, “Come on, let’s go and find a good place to sit and watch the events!”
They both walked out the room and by this time Sky’s other foot was beginning to become visible. They found a large vase of flowers sitting on the floor in front of a wall ledge. It was perfect to hide her feet and still watch the leaders discuss things. Most of the fairies and pixies stayed around the room watching the events unfold, and watching out also, for anything that could mess up their plan.
By this time Willy Weed was debating still on the timber situation and making it quite clear that there would be no more forests going on the world heritage list in the US. “You all can do what you like with that. We can’t afford to stop choppin’ trees down! The world needs newspapers for Christ sake!”
The Honestea was starting to work though and the conversation took on another direction.
The Leader of Finland said casually but loudly. “Well I suppose you need the newspapers to keep telling people one thing, while you are doing another. Is that not how it goes?”
Willy Weed looked at him and didn’t quite know what to say. He settled for, “well, I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking’ about, er, the citizens of my country know everything we are doin’. We have no secrets. Isn’t that the idea of this live telecast?” He looked around for approval.
Of course, to the people it was supposed to be live anyway, but with technology it wasn’t hard to cut pieces out of a telecast if needed. However, the pixies and Lobes had made sure it really was satellite television, with no interruptions, no interference and nothing hidden and millions around the world were tuning in.
People were ringing their friends and neighbours. Phone calls overseas were becoming jammed. People were trying to inform as many people as they could to watch the telecast.
The Finland Leader took a sip of his drink, which was water and continued right out of the blue. “Well we are here to help the problems of the world go away are we not?”
“Well, of course, but,” began President Weed.
“Then why is it Sir Weed, that despite you playing the game of ‘World Policeman’, and your government continues to distort the course of justice, how are we to find peace and goodwill on Earth?”
“Well,” said Willy Weed, “I thought the first discussion was on the timber situation.” He was trying not to get angry.
Then the French Governor spoke, “I want to discuss the issue you have here with Sad Man Insane, you should not be planning wars! If you have to go to war, then you have failed as President! Both of you!” He said confidently. “I for one do not wish to allow my country’s people to be involved in this situation. This should be worked out peacefully between the both of you, without dragging the rest of the world into it. I know full well as many of us do now, that your intentions are not honorable! I do not wish to back any country which has war on its agenda!” He nodded his ‘first and final decision’ and took another sip of his French wine.
Willy Weed looked at his General to see what his reaction was. He was just as stunned. The Honestea was only just about to work on them. That is why Yellow Flower had left them last.
Phoney Hair stood up and defended his friend Willy by saying with a plum in his mouth,
“I do not agree with that last statement. I believe that President Weed is just trying to protect the world against terrorists”.
“It is controlled fear!” Said the French President. “We should not allow ourselves to be dragged down to a level of fear as we have been. It is unnecessary!”
“Well you know I was reading on the internet today, and found an opinion poll,” said the Swiss President, “And it said that 81.8% of the population of the world believe that President Weed and his band of merry men are the greatest threat to world peace. Are we not supposed to listen to the worlds people?” He took another sip of his drink.
By this time the phones at the broadcasting station were running hot.
The director was frantic. He couldn’t change the settings. It was like they were glued to the spot. He tried to turn it all off, but that didn’t work either.
Two pixies were sitting on a computer giggling their heads off, watching the people in the station get more and more worried and the room got busier and more frenzied as people rushed here and there trying their very best to sort the problem out.
Lobes was up on a television monitor watching and smiling happily at the event unfolding before him.
The director watched as the German governor spoke again voicing his anger.
“It’s not just oil! There is more to this than what is presented to us! Let’s be frank here! You have NO support from the German Government either! We believe there must be another way.”
At least half of the leaders cheered and clapped their approval of his statement.
Some of the advisers, lawyers, minders and secretaries of these men and women in the camera were beginning to talk amongst themselves. Why were the leaders talking this way? After all the secrets they had been made to keep, here they were, giving President Weed a hard time.
Well, it just got better from there…
Willy Weed had just about had enough and needed to do something about his situation. He pointed his finger at the German President and said angrily, “Is that right! Well I tell you what Sir, if we do go into Iran, it will be to free the people from their suffering and set them free. They can live a new life of democracy.”
The German Leader retaliated to that statement, getting angry. “Excuse me sir, but I do not believe it is necessary to bring this about. There must be a better way.”
Something in President Weed snapped and he was suddenly angry. His schizophrenic mind couldn’t hold the tongue anymore and he began lashing out like that of an angry reptile. He lashed out vindictively. “What about your past? Who are you to judge this situation?”
The German President was horrified!
The United Nations Speaker was bashing his mallet hard on the table in front of him whilst saying loudly, “Gentlemen! Gentlemen…” but no one listened.
“We choose peace!” Called out the leader from Thailand.
“Yes!” Said a deep voice, “And it is possible, but not like this.” The African leader stared at Willy Weed as he fidgeted about.
President Weed looked around not knowing what to do. The only thing he could think of was to try and take the focus off himself, which was like throwing wood on a fire!
“Well since you’re all so interested about our government and what it’s been up to, then you may as well know about the alien communications we have and the truth about the pyramids and the secrets about the bibles that have been kept for hundreds of years!” He realized what he had said and looked at his sidekick in surprise as to what was going on.
Sounds of gasps and ‘Oh no!’ and giggles came from the surrounding audience.
Around the world, they braced themselves to hear what their ‘Leaders’ would say next!
The Pentagon was up in arms, demanding that they stop the broadcast, but it was no good, no matter what they did, they could not do a thing about it. Millions of broadcasting stations around the world were frustrated due to not being able to broadcast their own news programs, and the mayhem continued.
It all got so hectic with harsh words and insults that neither Sky nor Yellow Flower realized that there was a wicked presence lurking behind the next huge vase of flowers. Podsinia had managed to find her way to Canberra, and her target of focus was Sky.
Merlin was in his tower watching all of this in his crystal ball, chuckling to himself! “Ah Sky! What a treasure you are! Nothing can stop them now, and everything is in place and cannot be changed! Pity we can’t do things like this all the time! Still, probably a good thing!” He said to his black cat, which was cleaning a paw on his knee. He made appear in his hand a one-world flag and waved it like a child with a wand, grinning from ear to ear and chuckling happily.
Fran and Jack were watching this by now and had called the guys in from outside. They were laughing and joking about it all, and voicing their amazement of what was happening. Fran hushed them all up to hear what they had to say next.
The World Leaders began having an outright argument on who had done what! It just kept going and it just blew the world away!
No one could believe what they were hearing about. UFO and military cover-ups, laundering and ripping off of public moneys. The stock market was mentioned and the foolhardy things that were going on there, and about those that were making all the money. Not to mention the hundreds of thousands of people who had died around the world, from wars, illness and hunger. They were literally taking over the world and trying to get rid of Earth’s citizens in the process!
“You can’t deny it any longer, the world knows your motives and have enough evidence to take you from government for good. It is time we took our world back!” Called out a Fijian. “And gave it back to our people. We are supposed to be striving for peace, not more problems!”
The few people in the hall suddenly burst into applause and this sent the Leaders and the world reeling! The United Nations Chairman could not get control back and finally the Prime Minister of Australia got up and shocked everyone by whistling down his microphone, bringing all the noise and argument to a sudden halt.
“Thank you…” The room quietened down. “I think we ought to try and be a little more understanding towards one another today, and pointing the finger at people isn’t going help.”
One of the reporters, surprised at his confidence to ask such a thing yelled out. “So are you going to let another country’s leader push you into giving up our oil and other resources in favour of peace in Australia? What about their military bases?”
“Yeah!” Said the reporter who had had his question ready before hand, “Are you going to keep supporting Weed and his methods of ethnic cleansing, or are you going to intervene to save humanity?” This was the second time this had been mentioned, only this time it seemed to sink in more.
People were shocked! A loud chatter was heard in the hall on hearing this, and Grace was horrified, along with her companions who had been enjoying the tea and entertainment!
Tom Coward looked around having a huge urge to say what was on his mind. He looked around, unsure what to do. Willy Weed and his General were glaring at him, Sad Man Insane and Phoney Hair both waiting to hear what he had to say. Their faces didn’t spell friendliness. He looked around the huge assembly and without knowing it; the Honestea suddenly gave him the push he needed.
Instead of thinking again as he usually did, he went ahead and blurted out, “Well, they threatened our peaceful nation if I didn’t comply with what they proposed! What am I supposed to do?” He said, feeling extremely relieved now that it was off his chest. Sad Man Insane kept quiet. He just sat and observed. Dying to confess everything, but he couldn’t have gotten a word in edgeways!
The Representatives of the Native American Cultures were there and one from the Navaho tribe spoke, “It is enough! We cannot clear our troubles this way. Too much has gone by for you all to be accepted as responsible leaders! For thousands of years, it has been our way to be responsible for the land we have been given to use while we are here. The land does not belong to us we belong to the land. It is not our oil! It is Mother Earths Blood! None of the trees belong to us, they are our brothers, the Tall Ones, here for our survival and you keep cutting them down! And you do not hear their cries for help as the fall.
“You poison the air, the water and now, because of your greed and your want for power, our resources are dwindling and you are fighting for it whether it is in your vicinity or not. Instead of allowing it to be shared or to use the natural alternatives that have been discovered, you are guilty of disrupting the natural course of our planet and our civilizations true-life walk. You are all guilty of something! One only has to look into the history books to find out what has gone on amongst you! Libraries of government corruption exist throughout the world and also the universe since ‘Governments’ started.
“Your way does not serve the people, but only yourselves! What will you do when the oil runs out, when there is no clean water to drink and the last fish has been caught! What then? How long must it take for you to realize that your ignorance has caught up with you?”
The whole room was quiet. Everyone in the room was focused on him, even the angry and ‘picked on’ Willy Weed. You could have heard a pin drop.
“These old ways do not serve us any more. Humanity desperately needs a change of direction. One without fear and competition; one with an understanding that we are all equal, and apart from skin colour, we are all the same. Our needs are the same. The Great Spirit is one with us all, he has no denominations, only Love!”
Another voice called out from the Muslim Table, “There is only one God! Our God! He is the most powerful!”
“Allah is the most powerful!” Said someone else, and on it went until fights began to happen between the Leaders and suddenly it was on for young and old! Fists were flying, bad language emerged and traveled around the world and more and more information of their corruption came spilling out! So much had been said and so many World Leaders were put on the spot with one thing or another that they all got put under arrest by order of the United Nations Chairman and no one was allowed to leave the room!
All around the World, peaceful demonstrations began. The Internet was inundated. People were sending millions of emails to friends, family and their governments. Websites, which stored highly secretive information, were greatly sought after and people got interested in what else had been going on inside the World Government Departments. Subjects that contained fact and proof that for years many Governments had made contact and worked with Extraterrestrial Life Forms. They had gained spacecraft technology propulsion and anti gravity techniques. mass mind control. Bases on the Moon and relics on Mars of another civilization.
They found proof that new microchip ID cards were on trial and ready to inject into citizens on a wide scale, but done through vaccinations! There was information on instant healing methods, and truths about Francis Bacon and Shakespeare. Files and files of information about the people’s true ancestry from other planets! All was revealed and this sent the organized religions into frenzy!
The Pope was called out to calm the crowds and he got nothing but scraps thrown at his glass case that he hid behind. Suddenly his people were seeing the real truth. The luxury he lived in, whilst they struggled and lived in squalor, became a focus of attention amongst them. Surely if he was a representative of God, he would share his wealth amongst everyone.
So many things were still coming out. None of them could help it; they just had to tell the truth about what they knew. Their political parties were having fifty fits, and the whole world state of affairs came to a crumbling halt!