By Barry Jonsberg.

A unfastened journey to the Northern Territory! Sounds strong, thinks Marcus—"Mucus" to his sister Rose. but if his ally Dylan joins the relatives vacation, mayhem isn't a ways away. Blacky the farting puppy, again in his moment adventure, has a venture that Marcus and Dylan cannot refuse. hassle is, this venture comprises a big saltwater crocodile who could a lot relatively chomp on a human for dinner than have a civilized dialog. in fact, there is additionally the small subject of a big big-game hunter on a collision path with our heroes. and should Marcus be any fit for his suggest older sister Rose and her lightsaber-wielding ally Cy Ob Han? Blacky the grasp of conceal is again, choked with angle and pungent as ever.

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We buckled ourselves in and settled down for the flight. ‘This is so cool,’ said Dylan after ten minutes or so. He was peering through the thick plastic of the window. ’ ‘They are ants, Dyl,’ I replied. ’ I’ve said before that Dylan has no fear. The normal human instinct that makes the rest of us shy away from fire, for example, is simply missing in Dyl. He’s more likely to stick his hand into a fire to see if he can use his fingers as candles. But, as we taxied along the runway, I noticed that his knuckles were white.

I can’t hear myself think. Just keep quiet for a minute, Dyl, while I talk to Blacky. ’ I flopped down onto the other bed. Blacky curled up on the rug and gave his bum a quick sniff. He didn’t seem disappointed with what he found. I tried to empty my mind. Past experience told me this was the best way to conduct a conversation with the foul-smelling mutt. ‘It can’t be difficult to empty your mind, mush,’ came the voice in my head. ’ I ignored his insults. Experience had taught me. ‘First things first,’ I said.

To kiss our bums goodbye,’ I replied. Dyl just nodded. An uneventful hour later, we landed at a small airstrip. While everyone waited for their luggage, Dyl and I stepped outside to have our first proper look at the Territory. The first thing I noticed was the heat. It was like a thick wet blanket. A bead of sweat formed on the back of my neck, trickled and itched its way inside my T-shirt. The second thing I noticed was the sky. It was huge. Night was drawing in and the vast bowl above us was dusted with stars.

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