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#1: On the bus Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 8:26 pm

The inspiration to this came a few weeks ago, but it's been slow in getting itself written. Thanks to Allykins for feeding the bunny and generally polishing this.

Pim climbed onto the bus and looked around before selecting a seat with care. Not next to the kid with his finger stuck up his nose, not next to the lady with seventeen bags of shopping spilling off her lap into the space next to her, not next to the harassed mother who was simultaneously trying to hold a bottle in the mouth of a screaming baby, restraining a toddler from wandering off down the aisle and stopping another small child from drawing on the seat with crayons. The gentleman with decidedly damp armpits didn’t look like a good choice either.

Aha! Bon! There was an empty seat just there, behind the elderly lady engrossed in the Saga holiday brochure and in front of the two teenage girls who were giggling and casting eyes at the young specimen of manhood across the aisle.

Carefully stepping around the buggy handles protruding into the aisle and avoiding the chewing-gum booby trap Pim negotiated her way to the seat and settled down with a happy sigh. This was so much fabbier than the train. She wriggled into a comfier position and then pulled out a pad and pen. Although it was a pink sparkly gel pen rather than the quill she preferred for drabbling, at least the miniature fluorescent light flickering above her was reminiscent of the candlelight she favoured, and soon she was scribbling happily away at the doings of Sharlie and co. “This will make them wibble” she murmured to herself, a wicked grin curving her lips as she added a particularly eebil twist.

A sudden judder dragged her from her absorption. The bus groaned as the gradient changed, the gears clanked and with another shudder it struggled up the mountain (it can’t have been a hill because she was in Scotland and, like Wales, it’s full of mountains). Pim looked out of the window as the bus went slower and slower. Finally she jumped up with an explanation. “We’ll be going backwards if we go any more slowly. Come on peoples, let’s get out and push.”

She made her way to the front of the bus, ignoring the fact that the response from the rest of the passengers was completely unoverwhelming. Jumping out of the door, which she could do quite easily as the bus was moving so slowly, she went to the back and started to push. Such was the power of Pim that the bus started to move a little faster. Soon it had reached the top of the mountain. Pim was about to run to the front to get back on when the bus started to go down the mountain. She clung onto the back as it gathered speed. At first she was wibbling tremenjusly, but as the wind whistled faster and faster past her ears, she let out a loud “wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!” of excitement. It was quite disappointing when the bus stopped, but Pim quickly got back on and reclaimed her seat, carefully removing the empty lilt bottle that had been deposited there in her absence.

After a short break, a new driver got on and the bus trundled away again. Pim returned to the exploits of Sharlie, but a question about what had happened at the school niggled in her brain and she couldn’t get on until she dealt with it. She checked her rucksack and gave le petit sigh. No she hadn’t brought her books with her. For a moment she wished she was in aitchemelle’s drabble, collecting books in the Tardis, but it was not so. Sometimes doing things in RL was not nearly so much fun as being drabbled. She gave another sigh that rustled the People’s Friend magazine the lady in front was now reading. If only she knew the answer to her question she knew she Charley could tell her loads more. Suddenly she had an idea. It would require her to be brave and daring, but if it worked it would be worth it. Summoning all her courage, and hoping her voice didn’t squeak too much, she stood up and asked “Does anyone happen to have a copy of any of the later Swiss Chalet School books with them?”

Silence. Most people seemed to completely ignore her. A couple looked at her and wondered if she were mad (well, we know the answer to that question), and the teenage girls giggled again. Pim sat down, embarrassed. She wouldn’t try that again, no she wouldn’t.

Someone whispered beside her, “Excuse me, did you say Chalet School books?”

The whisper was very quiet, but Pim’s radar picked up those all-important words “Chalet School books” With an eagerness that stunned the whisperer her head whipped around. “Oui, Chalet School books!”

“I happen to have one with me.”

“Give!” for a moment Pim’s pretty features looked more like the twisted ones of her evil twin Georgia and the whisperer hurriedly handed it over. Pim looked at the treasure in her outstretched hand... Was that dustjacket real or photocopied? It was so pristine and shiny. She stroked it gently, hardly daring to open the cover and look inside. Eventually greatly daring she lifted the top edge.

For a moment she was horrified! Somebody had sacrilegiously scribbled in it! Then she looked closer… didn’t that say… wasn’t it…

It was! A signed copy! There in all its beauty "Elinor Mary Brent-Dyer". For along while she couldn’t bear to turn to the next page, but eventually she did and wished she’d looked sooner. There, in front of her eyes, was a picture of a mistress Pim would recognise anywhere. She gazed in wonder at the image of Sharlie Andrews. For a moment Pim forgot to breathe. Then she let out a loud sound that was a mixture of “Yay!” “Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” and “Wooooohooooo” She bounced so bouncily that the bus leapt over the next mountain and before she knew it she was at her destination.

Hurriedly hiding her newly acquired copy of Leader of the Chalet School in her bag where no grasping hands could reach it, Pim tumbled off the bus in great excitement. A loud voice was calling “Shiny people this way please.” She had finally arrived at the Scottish gather.

#2: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 9:04 pm

How does Pim manage to get people to give her the books whan lesser mortals have to pay for them?

#3: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 9:15 pm

Yes, please tell me her secret- so I can use it.

Thanks Liz. Laughing

#4: Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!!

Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 9:48 pm

Hehehehee I wonder how many modes of transport Pimmy can use to get HB's???

Thank you Liz Laughing

#5: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 9:52 pm

I'm looking forward to seeing her on a pogo-stick.

#6: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Mon May 23, 2005 10:02 pm

No fair! Why couldn't the toll bridge lady give copies of pristine signed HB's to me and Gems?!

#7: Author: Liane, Location: Manchester England

Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 7:52 am

Oh no fair, wish I had pim's gift. Everybody I know (in RL) has never heard of the CS.

#8: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 9:52 am

I wish I really did too! Any chance of another 56 drabbles so I can get a full set Liz dearest? Wink

#9: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 3:34 pm

LOL!

Surely that depends if Liz can think of another 56 modes of transport! Wink

#10: Author: Beth, Location: Back in Durham...nearly finished a whole year!!

Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 4:01 pm

Oooooh, let's give her some help! Coming from the Isle of Man (which I do!) I get to see some random forms of transport. So:

Steam train
Electric tram
Horse tram
Aeroplane
Ferry
Catameran/fast craft
Yacht
Helicopter
Donkey (that's for Rosie!)

That's nine...Lucky Liz!!

Edited because I can't count, let alone spell...

#11: Author: Ann, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne, England

Posted: Tue May 24, 2005 11:11 pm

Jennie wrote:

How does Pim manage to get people to give her the books whan lesser mortals have to pay for them?

The Pim has spoken.

Obey the Pim.

Need I say any more?

#12: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 9:26 am

*attracts the attention of a passing pigeon to send to Ann*

#13: Author: catherine, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne

Posted: Wed May 25, 2005 1:37 pm

Are you still communicating with Ann via pigeons?

#14: Author: Ann, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne, England

Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 7:26 pm

What other method is there?

#15: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 8:32 pm

Horse and cart, rack and pinion railway. Will they do?

#16: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 8:28 pm

A few more to be getting on with Wink

Space hopper
Pogo Stick
Dodgem car
Police car
Ambulance
Skateboard
Jet ski
Microlight
Parachute

#17: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 8:41 pm

I am overwhelmed by your kind suggestions!!

Unfortunately the bunnies seem to like them...

Liz

#18: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 9:35 pm

LizB wrote:

I am overwhelmed by your kind suggestions!!

Unfortunately the bunnies seem to like them...

Liz

Oh good

Windsurfer
Lifeboat
Bicycle
Tandem
Trike - preferably a purple one (those nice big ones that look like a motorbike at the front, but can seat 3)
Scooter - as in one you stand on on oone foot and push with the other
Pram - can just see Pim hitching a lift in a pram Twisted Evil

#19: Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!!

Posted: Sun May 29, 2005 10:01 pm

Im still sticking to:

Death Bike
Hot Air Balloon
Hovercraft

Im vair glad the bunnie like them!! Twisted Evil

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