Agent Nora and The Carrots From Mars

There was silence in the room and they all eyed each other with worried and slightly churning tummies. I have a Baaaad feeling about this, thought Nora. Daves gone quiet and he's fiddling with his keys in his pocket.

"There is only one cure" said Dave with trepidation and quavering voice. "Its a hard lesson and you may be scarred for life, some of you may not survive the shock. You may think you are hallucinating. You may think you are in some crazy parallel universe where the normal rules of gravity, time, space, and tea time snacks are gone forever. If you come out of it with your marbles gathering dust in your pants, you will be the lucky ones.

There are those who have ran out their front door, with no pocket handkerchief, and have never been seen again!
....only to be found down some lonely wind swept forgotten nook, trembling and asking for deep fried Mars Bars.

If you have the courage....????

.......To read Mrs Figgs Tales of weirdness.....

Oh My Crop!

I know! Its Weird!

"I'll take my chances with the Rodents", said Nora huffily. "I dont think they are technically Rodents", said Dave, his farming instincts kicking in, "People dont eat Rodents, apart from the Ancient Romans, who were partial to fried Dormouse".
Phew!" said Ringo, "we covered the Mrs Figgs tales of Oddness in basic S:A:S Viking training", "some of the lads cracked, and are now doing performances of Les Miserables for Cruise Ships and bored housewives in Essex". he sighed a great Viking sigh of relief, "But I tuffed it out, and it has made me a better person, but I do sometimes still get flashbacks now and again". Biffo stood up and lifted his knuckles off the floor, "me luk nassy poo", he grunted, obviously the bunnies had put the willies up him and he was prepared to confront danger head on, even a Brachycephalic head on. Halfwise was also curious, it couldnt be THAT bad surely?
Little did he know.
poor love.
They all shambled into Daves TV room, and turned on the computer.........someone got the snacks........

Much Later.........

Five poor tormented souls staggered from Daves farm..... and drove to town to save the townsfolk before it was too late..

Much later......

"well we saved everyone", said Ringo like a true hero. "Yup" said Nora. "But this has changed everything. I want a quiet life, I want to marry DI Eldo and go skiing in France, he's got a double first from Harvard in Skiing Safety, and is on a fast track to being the next Chief of police. I want to be a normal girl and have adventures no more. I am sick of these scratchy uniforms and flat shoes. The weirdness has to stop."
"and the first thing I do is...... buy myself the first 2 seasons of BBC Sherlock Holmes"

THE END

BRAVO!!!

(and we need an applause icon too, please!)

{{{also, thank you so much, Mrs Figg, for not exposing my private vegetable garden to the "laydeez". I am most indebted to you!}}}

HAHA! Loved the ending!

Thank you thank you,

Tolstoy, if he was alive, would be jealous, Mrs Figg. All of the Great Russian Authors would be nibbling their nails in awed consternation just now, I feel.

yeah riiiight! mister sarky pants! I am sure they are shaking in their literary boots. I needed to expell some sillyness as it was building up like brussel sprout juice in an inclosed space and just as wiffy.

I actually prefer your stuff to those Russians!

thanx Admiral Sparkly Pants