Peter took a step out of his house. It had been a long winter. He stretched and yawned loudly, stopping only to cough as he swallowed a fly. He swallowed a fly? I dunno why he swallowed a fly. Perhaps he'll die.
As Peter removed the stunned offender from his throat and flicked it over the fence into the Twiddle's compound, the sounds of the village waking were heard all over. Whispers of "The winter's over..", "Itz so warm" and "Angelina's pregnant!" filled the air.
Peter chuckled to himself. Yes yes, it was finally over. Apparently, someone had killed the White Witch of Narnia and had saved the whole country. And even though Smeawood Forest was on the other side of the planet, still the winter desisted.
Neighbours poured out of their houses to greet each other with hugs and kisses, with everyone avoiding Sebby, who had once agian forgotten to put on his clothes. Mouthing the words "Nasi lei" to everyone he met, Sebby went back in to get properly attired. The excitment was growing becoz the end of winter meant 1 thing. THe traditional Ushering in of the Season after Winter party!!
In other words, a bash. (I mean, c'mon. When do we ever have other events besides bashes...) The Social Committee, lead by Guv'nor Wilson would search out a suitable tree, hollow it out and cram everyone inside, with pounding music and Twiddle-der blowing smoke down from above. Absolutely heavenly!!
Peter proceeded to walk down the street, greeting everyone as they ran across. Suddenly, he stopped next to The Noticeboard. This was where you put stuff that you wanted vandalized. But there was something strange about The Noticeboard today. Peter read the first few sheets of paper, realizing that something was amiss.
"Zy wants to join the cheerleading squad, Twiddle-Ber is down for Women's hockey... SHIT!" Peter recoiled in terror as he came across a pic of Sebby's ass crack.
Sebby came running over. "Sorry... my bad.. hey watz this?!"
Residents of Smeawood Forest be warned.There will be an excavation of the premises in the near future. This site will be used to house other pointless buildings, such as storerooms and broom cupboards. You will be required to move out.
But in concordance to the Forest Governement's generosity, we will construct a newer, better village for you. But you will of course be expected to bear more costs. We will of course subsidize this cost, to a grand total of 56 Smeawood cents.
Have a nice day.
PS. the new place has already been built. We will be cutting off all power, water and internet connectivity tomorrow.
The residents stared at Peter as he read it out. They let it sink in over the next few minutes, before Seoks pointed out.
"But will we still be called Smeawood Forest then?"
"I guess so. Its just a name" Peter replied.
Then Twiddle-BER added "But will we still be Smeawood Forest?"
This time, no one answered.
