Wab was sitting in his office counting nuggets when the three sheep barged in through the door, bleating like demented ........well.......sheep!
He tried to hide the nuggets, but Gansy jumped onto the table sending everything all over the floor.
"They've got 'em!" she bleated loudly. "They've got Woolsey and Leslie!"
"WHO'S got 'em?" stuttered Wab, trying to gather his nuggets together.
"The Security Geese!" bleated Gansy "they're being held in a Terrorist Holding Bay with Troll!"
"BLIDDY 'ELL" shouted Wab "Winky! Wonky! Go find the rest of the Combittee and get them here NOW!"
Winky and Wonky dropped what they were doing and ran out of the gates.
Within half and hour, all the Rescue Troll Combittee (now to be re-named the Rescue Troll, Woolsey and Leslie Combittee) were back at the Rocket Lettuce Works - eyes all wide and feeling out of breath.
Wab explained what had happened.
Gaps of horror were released from everyone in the room.....
...except for.....
...Maurice.....
...who smirked and wrote a note in his little book.....
...and Elf.......
...who had started to cry again.
"Get a pile of that wood from by the barn Winky! Get five boxes of nails Wonky - and bring a few hammers too! We're going to build a Cattypult!"
"A CATTYPULT!?" said Mandy "What's one of them?"
"It's a big......thingy....that cattypults something over something and into somewhere!" said Wab, irritated. "Don't ask questions now, just LISTEN!"
Mandy shut up quickly.
"We'll all go over to the part of Ducklins fence where Troll went in. Then we'll build the cattypult, fling someone in, so that they can open the gates for us to go in and get our friends! I'm MAD now!" said Wab, red in the face.
They all trudged off up to the bit of fence that Wab had indicated.
Winky, Wonky, Wab, and a good few of the other rabbits, got to work building the cattypult.
A couple of hours later......
...it was ready.
"Now" said Wab "We need someone to volunteer to go into the bucket and be flung into Ducklins, open the gate and let us in! Just like the Trudgy Horse story!"
Everyone stayed VERY VERY quiet....
Wab looked around at them all.....
.....then his eyes lighted on Elf......
"You're the smallest Elf" he said "and Troll IS your BEST friend! You should go!"
The colour drained out of Elf's face - he felt sick ......
....he WAS sick......
...all over his new slippers.......
"I c c c can't!" he stammered "I c c can't!"
......he got up........
........shook the sick off of his slippers......
...and ran away down the hillside.....
The others stared after him......
.....what a cowardly WIMP!........
Wab turned and said "Well SOMEONE has to do it!"......
.....at that moment......
.....a voice behind him said....
"I'll do it!"
"I'll do it, because I am..........."
"THORBURN.......THORBURN THE FAMOUS FLYING TOAD!" screeched Winky and Wonky in unison.
The two young rabbits hugged Thorburn so hard that he nearly burst......
"Where have you been........What happened......"
"NEVER MIND THAT NOW" shouted Wab, taking charge again, "Get into the bucket Thorburn. Brave Toad!"
The cattypult was pulled back ready........
...Thorburn, The Famous Flying Toad was lifted into the bucket.......
....the rope was released.......
....WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.......
Thorburn flew.....................
...he could feel the wind whistling over his warts........
....he felt freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..........
.....he was Thorburn - the Famous Flying Toad....................
Maurice, who had been standing quietly at the back making notes, now came forward to the fence......
...he looked at Wab with a curious expression on his little face.....
"Could you tell me WHY you have just built a cattypult, to send a toad over the trees into Ducklins......when he could have just crawled through the hole that Troll made when HE got in in the first place?"
The entire Rescue Troll, Woolsey and Leslie Combittee looked down at the hole to which Maurice was pointing......
"Ummmmmm".......muttered Wab........"Ummmmmmmmm"