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'Trouble in Trickletown'
Chapter 7
It's the Talking Teapot
Mr Dug’It, whether he intended to or not, disappeared head first into the hole, leaving a pair of wobbly legs for all to see …
“HELP! Get me out of here – I’ve got it!” cried a muffled voice, deep in the bottom of the hole.
Taking control of the situation, the Mayor of Trickletown, Lord William Watch’Over, shooed everyone away from the hole. Pointing to the Cubonyento Brothers, who were big and strong, he bellowed, “When I count down from THREE I want you to pull him up and out of there!”
They did as they were asked and bent over to grab what they could of Mr Dug’It.
“THREE! TWO! ONE!” shouted everyone. “PULL!”
They knew the Cubonyento Brothers were strong, but not this strong! Mr Dug’It was catapulted into the air from the hole and flew right out of his trousers! He was caught by the crowd – but the Talking Teapot soared high up to the edge of the atmosphere and then began to fall!
“Catch it!” everyone cried.
The Cubonyento Brothers held out Mr Dug’It’s trousers – on which it bounced – and when the Talking Teapot eventually landed, it fell into Lord William Watch’Over’s arms!
The Mayor stood very still, not daring to move but nothing happened, so he lifted the Teapot’s lid and looked inside … then he peered down the Teapot’s spout for signs of a blockage … and then he waited for any sign of life ... there was still nothing happening, so he tapped the Teapot’s body.
“Perhaps he’s dead!” shouted someone from the crowd.
The Mayor was just about to tap the Teapot again when … suddenly … a pair of eyes opened on the Teapot’s body, making everyone jump. The Teapot fell to the ground and bounced, but before it could bounce again, two teapot-sized arms and legs sprang out from the Teapot’s body and it started to run!
It dived between legs and it ran over shoulders. It was chased into Key Stone Cottage and out the other side, over the large Granite Key Stone and down a shallow stream. By the time it had reached the edge of Inner Street, there was nobody left standing to chase it. The last of those brave enough to try was Phil Dug’It and he ended up sitting in the stream, wearing just a pair of spotty green underpants.
The Talking Teapot was gone and Willey needed to go after it. He was getting back on his bike when his best mate Eddy Dug’It whizzed past him, riding his own metallic green street bike.
“We have to go after the Teapot, Willey!” shouted Eddy.“ I knew my dad was up to something – he never goes out in such a hurry unless he has something to dig up!”
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