Alternate Class Despair (DEAD/COMPLETED FOR NOW)

Chapter 4 of Adventure Part 1: The In Flight Picnic! 🥗

"Talk to the wind on the open ocean
I wonder if you hear me too?
Wrapped in my arms with every moment
The memories that pull me through

You, you found me
Made me into something new (Oh, yeah)
Led me through the deepest water
I promise, love, to carry on to you (Woah)

(You, to carry on for you, for you)
To carry on for you
(You, to carry on for you, for you)
I'll carry on for you..."

***

Rei was shaken by Shannon's execution. She woke up early the next morning to meet her good friend Clare.

"Clare, what do you have for breakfast planned?" She asked.

Clare was holding a picnic basket.

"I have this planned for breakfast!" Clare said.

She took out a red picnic rug.

Then she got out food.

"This is breakfast!" said Rei.

Rei then got some strawberries and they ate the picnic.

It was a banquet fit for a prince. Tuna sandwiches, clotted cream scones, ripe, red
tomatoes and a tin of pineapples. There was even a section of little meat pies. And of course, grape soda.

Suddenly, a bell rang.

Everyone ran to the main cabin.

Mono was there, wearing a pink tutu and carrying a handheld harp.

"Let's read some fairy tales, shall we?" Mono asked.

Mono struck a chord on his harp. "Once upon a time..." He began.

"There was a Boy whose name was Jim;
His Friends were very good to him.
They gave him Tea, and Cakes, and Jam,
And slices of delicious Ham,
And Chocolate with pink inside
And little Tricycles to ride,
And read him Stories through and through,
And even took him to the Zoo--
But there it was the dreadful Fate
Befell him, which I now relate.

You know--or at least you ought to know,
For I have often told you so--
That Children never are allowed
To leave their Nurses in a Crowd;
Now this was Jim's especial Foible,
He ran away when he was able,
And on this inauspicious day
He slipped his hand and ran away!

He hadn't gone a yard when--Bang!
With open Jaws, a lion sprang,
And hungrily began to eat
The Boy: beginning at his feet.
Now, just imagine how it feels
When first your toes and then your heels,
And then by gradual degrees,
Your shins and ankles, calves and knees,
Are slowly eaten, bit by bit.
No wonder Jim detested it!
No wonder that he shouted ''Hi!''

The Honest Keeper heard his cry,
Though very fat he almost ran
To help the little gentleman.
''Ponto!'' he ordered as he came
(For Ponto was the Lion's name),
''Ponto!'' he cried, with angry Frown,
''Let go, Sir! Down, Sir! Put it down!''
The Lion made a sudden stop,
He let the Dainty Morsel drop,
And slunk reluctant to his Cage,
Snarling with Disappointed Rage.
But when he bent him over Jim,
The Honest Keeper's Eyes were dim.
The Lion having reached his Head,
The Miserable Boy was dead!

When Nurse informed his Parents, they
Were more Concerned than I can say:--
His Mother, as She dried her eyes,
Said, ''Well--it gives me no surprise,
He would not do as he was told!''
His Father, who was self-controlled,
Bade all the children round attend
To James's miserable end,
And always keep a-hold of Nurse
For fear of finding something worse."