#1: Advent Drabbles: December 1st
(part 3 posted 20:21) Author: Advent
Drabblers, Posted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 1:10 pm — Jack
Maynard slammed shut the rear door of the family’s mini bus, familiarly known as
Minnie and moved round to climb into the drivers seat. The little bus was as
full as it had ever been, and he hoped that it would manage the steep climb up
to the Platz. Jo sat beside him with little Claire on her lap, and Erica
squashed in next to the door. Behind him were the rest of the large Maynard
clan. The boys and the triplets had all arrived at Interlaken on the same train,
and the rest of the family had insisted on coming down to meet them. They had
just loaded everyone - including Bruno - into Minnie when Jo caught sight of
Hilda and Nell making for the train up to the Platz. “Stop a minute Jack!”
she said. “We must give those two a lift.” “Just where do you think we can
fit them in?” asked Jack. “We’re full up as it is.” “Second twins can sit on
the triplets laps, and that will leave two seats for them.” “They’re already
sitting on laps Jo!” “Well Cecil and Phil then! We can’t leave Hilda and
Nell to take the train.” “Very well, but if you have to get out and push
halfway up don’t blame me!” The two Heads looked a bit dubious when they saw
the crowded vehicle, but Jo persuaded them to take the offered seats, Jack slid
the door closed on them and jumped into the driver’s seat. Soon the loaded bus
was pulling out of the station car park and heading out of Interlaken. “This
feels like the Tardis - more room inside than out,” said Con with a giggle.
“What on earth is a Tardis?” asked Jo. “Just a machine from a new
television programme,” said Len. “It’s very popular, and has a spaceship that
looks like a blue police box from the outside, and is enormous inside. This
doesn’t feel enormous, but we’ve squashed far more people into Minnie than we
usually do, so I know what Con means.” The first part of the journey was
flat, running out to the autobahn that circled around the town, and then along
the valley towards Lauterbach. Then they started to climb, gently at first, but
then the road grew steeper and steeper, and Jack dropped into first gear. Minnie
crept upwards with the engine labouring to make the climb. The combination of
engine noise and conversation masked the other noises the valiant little bus was
making. The groans and creaks that gradually got louder and more frequent.
Concentrating on the driving rather than the talk, Jack gradually became aware
of them, but there was nothing he could do. The bus was still moving onwards and
upwards, and he knew that they were almost up to the level ground. He mentally
crossed his fingers and kept going, though he heaved a sigh of relief when they
finally came out onto the Platz. He pulled up outside Freudesheim and stopped.
The side door slid open and Hilda and Nell climbed out and stretched themselves.
Jo, Erica, and Claire scrambled out of the front, and the others climbed out one
by one. Then it happened! The creaks and groans had only diminished, and
when one of the boys took a flying leap out of the door the strain became too
much. There was a loud bang. the rear door flew off, narrowly missing Jack who
had gone to take out the cases. the cases themselves leapt out as if shot from a
gun. The windows cracked and shattered, showering glass in all directions.
Everyone ducked, and then, with a final bang, the gallant little bus collapsed
inwards into a heap of wreckage. There was a scream, abruptly cut off, and then
a deathly silence. Jo did a rapid count. “There’s someone missing Jack!” she
cried.
Last edited by Advent Drabblers on Mon
Dec 03, 2007 8:22 pm; edited 2 times in total
#2:
Author: Liane, Location: ManchesterPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 1:14 pm — A death
already! OK so it's just a mini bus but still...
Thanks
guys.
#3:
Author: Lottie, Location: Humphrey's CornerPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 1:17 pm — Ooops!!!
Who is
it, and what has happened to him/her?
Is this
the only advantage of the board being down all weekend? Will we find out sooner?
#5:
Author: Jennie, Location: CambridgeshirePosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 1:41 pm — Are you
sure RTW isn't writing this and masquerading as someone else?
#6:
Author: PaulineS, Location: West MidlandsPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 3:02 pm — Minnie's
end reminded me of another cars' demise
#7: Author: Advent
Drabblers, Posted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 3:46 pm — Over in
the school Rosalie had been busy all morning, and was now extremely busy. She
had been trying to type up the last of the reports that were due to be posted to
parents that afternoon, but had been interupted by numerous telephone calls, the
last one of which was from a certain Old Girl who just wanted to be sure that
the current prefects were able to handle the Christmas Nativity Play and to
offer her help if they were having any difficulties. Rosalie was quite short
with her, having a sudden cramping across her stomach as she was speaking on the
phone which made her decide enough was enough. “For goodness sake grow up
and realise the girls here don't want you butting in on them any more. Surely
you have your own life to lead, and if not, we do.”
That may not have
been the best thing she could have said, as it made the former Head Girl drop
everything and get the first plane she could out to the Platz to see what had
gone wrong. Rosalie, fortunately did not know this was happening and was able to
carry on with her typing until another stomach cramp 20 minutes later.
After another 20 minutes she had another cramp, this time accompanied by
a sudden rush of fluid that soaked the cushion she was sat on, ostensibly
because it was a gift she ought to use, but actually because she had recently
developed piles.
Rosalie flung the cushion into the sink to deal with
later, and considered calling Matey, but knew that once she did that, she would
not be allowed to work for the rest of the day, decided to finish the reports
first. She didn't realise at first that the cramps were increasing in frequency,
but over the next two hours as she tried to type, and increasingly made mistakes
she noticed that the pain was increasing and her back was now aching as well.
Then a cramp when she was not expecting it, only 7 minutes after the last made
her scream.
She screamed some more when the door opened in response to
her noise and Matey walked in. “Not another one,” was Matey's comment as she
helped the now panting Rosalie into a slightly less uncomfortable position.
“No, don't push yet,” was her next instruction, only to be followed moments
later by, “What on earth was that,” as she heard the explosion from next
door.
#8:
Author: Lottie, Location: Humphrey's CornerPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 4:22 pm — Rosalie!
Busy?! And is this OOAO on the way to sort everything out?Whatever next? I look
forward to the third part.
#10:
Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West YorksPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 6:42 pm —
Liane wrote:
#11:
Author: JackieP, Location: Kingston upon HullPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 7:03 pm — Ummm....
can't wait to see how Lesley get's these two together.
Thanks ladies
JackieP
#12: Author: Advent
Drabblers, Posted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 8:21 pm — Outside
at the scene of Minnie's demise those of the Staff still at the School had all
streamed out to find out what on Earth had happened. Just as Joey had uttered
her fateful words there came a heartfelt groan,
"Hilda, oh no, Hilda you
can't be dead!" everyone looked over to see Nell Wilson cradling the body of her
dear friend. Hilda Annersley lay there still, grey and to all appearances de...
"I'm not, you know," the voice of Miss Annersley herself stopped the
litany and she struggled to sit up, "look I'm moving, I'm talking and as for the
grey bit," she reached up and placed a hand on her forehead, it was covered with
blood from where Minnie's aerial had spun off and sliced across her head before
sailing on to skewer an innocently passing maidservant.
Everyone sighed,
relieved that the Headmistress, if not completely well, was at least reasonably
compus mentis. That diagnosis was swiftly reduced to partly compus mentis with
her next words, however, "Nell? When did we engage the Red Indian?"
Miss
Wilson looked across at where the other Staff were all crowding round taking
pictures, "That's not a Red Indian," she hissed, "that's Pat. Don't you
remember? She's here covering for a couple of terms until Cathryn Carpenter gets
here."
"Fine, so why does our Librarian look like Uncas then?"
Miss Wilson dragged her friend away, hissing, "She had an accident in
Interlaken, thought she was asking for a trim but actually asked for a pink
mohican. We all agreed not to mention it."
"What, and you think the
girls won't notice then...?"
As everyone watched the Head Of St
Mildred's frogmarched her friend away before she could comment on anyone else's
hair style. Finally, fed up of being completely ignored, Joey tried again,
"I say? Didn't anyone hear me? I said 'There's someone missing
Jack!'..."
Jack looked across "Yes we heard you the first time," he
said, "so, who is it?"
"Erm, well, that is," Joey looked round with some
alarm and, thankfully, Nancy Wilmot came to her rescue, "Oh let me, Jo," she
smiled, "it's no use you trying to work it out, you're useless at Maths!" She
did a quick count up then shook her head, "I'm afraid it's Cecil," she reported
after some quick calculations.
"No!" Joey looked distraught, "but how?"
Nancy moved over slightly to show where little Cecil had met her end.
"Can nothing be done, Jack?"
Jack looked across and sighed,
"Don't think so," he said slowly, "having the engine land on her head hasn't
really helped, you know."
"But that means I've only got," Joey did some
rapid calculations, "ten children, four wards, one adopted child..."
"And a partridge in a pear tree..." chorused the rest of the Staff and
Maynards gathered there.
Joey pouted, "Look, this is not a laughing
matter, Matey would understand...where is Matey, by the way?"
"Right
here, my darling," Matron Lloyd said, pushing her way to the front, she was
looking a little tired and held a small bundle in her arms, "Sorry I'm late but
I was helping Rosalie - I've got another one," she proffered the bundle to Joey.
"You have? What wonderful timing," Joey grabbed the bundle and crooned
to the little face, "boy or girl, Matey?"
"Oh girl, of course," Matey
replied, "Rosalie always throws girls - see that this one has dark hair as
well?"
"Well yes, and dark skin," Jack said, "very dark skin. How did
that happen?"
Matey shrugged, "No idea - you know as well as I do that
we can't find out why this keeps happening to the Mistresses at the School - the
only good thing is that you Maynards are here to take up the slack."
Joey smiled as she suddenly realised that she would be able to spend the
next two weeks in bed, "Well there had to be some reason why the Maynards all
have different colouring, didn't there?"
#14:
Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West YorksPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 9:28 pm —
Lesley that was fabulous - and I just love the pink mohican
#15:
Author: Sugar, Location: second star to the right!Posted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 9:28 pm — Ohhhh I
have the giggles!
Thanks Drabblers
#16:
Author: Liane, Location: ManchesterPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 10:43 pm — Fantastic! Thank you
#17:
Author: Sal, Location: Walsall / AberystwythPosted: Mon Dec
03, 2007 11:37 pm — already, dread
to think what sort of state I'll be in by the time I've read the other 2....
Thanks Drabblers
#18: Author: Helen
P, Location:
Crewe, CheshirePosted: Tue Dec
04, 2007 9:46 am — Wonderful!
Thank you all!
#19:
Author: Simone, Location: Newton le WillowsPosted: Tue Dec
04, 2007 10:05 am — Fantastic - Thank you
#20:
Author: brie, Location: Glasgow, aka the land of boredomPosted: Tue Dec
04, 2007 11:08 am — Thanks
you!
#21: Author: Liz
K, Location:
BedfordshirePosted: Tue Dec
04, 2007 12:28 pm — "Rosalie
always throws girls" - I love it!!!!!
#23:
Author: JackieP, Location: Kingston upon HullPosted: Tue Dec
04, 2007 12:49 pm — *giggles*
So that's the reason Rosalie's always so
busy...
And love the pink mohican.
JackieP
#24:
Author: Chair, Location: Rochester, KentPosted: Tue Dec
04, 2007 3:36 pm — Thanks,
Advent Drabblers! This is really brilliant so far. I am loving every single
minute of it!