Too hot.

It was the hottest summer, ever. The broad river was no longer rushing and gushing. The water trickled along, stopping here and there to form small puddles.

Breeze was hot, much to hot to sleep. He walked to the river and sat down but it was so low he hardly got wet.

‘Enough of this, ‘ he muttered and walked to Elegant witches house.

‘We need water.’  He told her.

Elegant agreed but added, ‘I can’t help. Mother nature forbade me from doing anything. She says this is the way it is to be.’

‘Rubbish, ‘ Breeze said and spent the next ten minutes trying to change her mind. He left feeling hotter than ever. “I have to do something or I will simply vanish from lack of water.’

He went home to the darkest corner of the cave. It was a little cooler. Breeze sat on the floor. It felt cool and wet. He discovered there was a leak in the cave and he had sat on a muddy puddle.

‘Feels very cool.’ He said and stopped. Then turned and raced to the river.  It didn’t take long for him to get the work done.

When he was finished he called everyone to the side of the river and showed them his creation.

‘It looks very dirty.’ Hamish said, and everyone passing by agreed with him

Breeze said, “try this, he stepped into the pond that sat to one side of the river bed and sploshed around.His very red face began to turn to its normal shade of yucky green. Hamish still stood and watched.

‘Breeze said, ‘here mind my snack’ he held out a large cupcake to Hamish who didn’t think just acted. and found himself tugged into the pond by Breeze’s large hand. He tumbled in and sat scowliing for about twenty seconds than he smiled. ‘Breeze you are a genius.’ He said and lay back to have a peaceful snooze.

Breeze watched him and wondered if he should warn Hamish that there was a large group of elves, hoblins and ogres heading his way. ‘Best not say anything, he will find out in a minute.’

 

 

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A Surprising Catch.

 

Hamish and Breeze were fishing. The moon hovered over them high in the sky.  The river flow was slow.

“The river looks tired.” Breeze whispered.

“Lets hope the fish are hungry and tired.” Hamish stuck his fishing line in the water. The line ran from the water to a low branch of the oak tree. Near the top of the branch Hamish had fixed some tiny bells. “They will wake me when the fish has been caught.” He told Breeze who kept staring at the bells.

“I should have thought of some bells,” Breeze said and settled down for a nap.

They woke when a fox jumped onto Breeze’s chest.  Breeze sat up and shouted “we’ve caught one.”

Hamish looked at their fishing lines.They sat quietly they didn’t jig about in the water.  “I don’t think so, it was Harry the fox, blame him.”

Harry apologised to Breeze for waking him adding, “she scares me. And she is a little crazy as well.”

Breeze and Hamish watched the fox run across some stones along the river bed and vanish into the dark field behind them.

“I wonder who scares him. How shall we find out?” Hamish asked as he spotted a  stripey sock lying on the path close to them. They walked to the sock. Hamish sniffed it. “Lovisma, it smells of lavender and she likes lavender.”

“Lovisma loves her crazy coloured socks, why would she drop it here?” Breeze walked along the path and found another sock, this one had dots on it. They continued through the wood finding out bits of clothes here and there. A hat sat on a gooseberry bush, a  dress hung from a branch and a long scarf blew amongst the leaves in the willow tree. As they went they picked the items up and Breeze stuffed them in his pockets. He smiled because he had solved the puzzle.

“I know a crazy collie who likes to steal socks, but I won’t set Lovisma on her.”Breeze said. “I like crazy collies called Ellie.”

The sun was rising and the moon was heading to bed as they arrived at Lovisma’s house. Elegant and Lovisma were in the kitchen arguing. They could hear because the windows were open.

“I don’t understand who steals our clothes? I mean who would want to do it and why?”

“It is very bothersome. It means we have to keep zapping up new socks. It is  a little tiresome.” Lovisma told her older sister.

“What I don’t understand is how it always happens when it is your turn to do the laundry. It is strange.” Elegant said.

“Let’s be kind neighbour’s and return the washing.” Hamish suggested. “Afterall Elegant is a very kind witch.”

They emptied Breeze’s giant pockets and left the socks and hats in a heap on the porch.

“Go hide.” Hamish told Breeze.

Breeze ran into the wood, Hamish rang the doorbell, then hid.

Elegant answered the door saying, “Good morning….” She stopped and stared at the heap of washing. Then she did a little jig and dance on the front porch before pointing her wand at the clothes and ordering them to march indoors.

Breeze and Hamish heard Elegant say, “Good news Lovisma, you won’t be bored today, some kind neighbour has found our washing.Now lets make sure these socks  in pairs.”

The two friends decided doing nice things made them extra hungry so they forgot about their fishing lines and went to Hamish’s house to cook an extra large breakfast.