Well done Fatima

The pyrot slips free from Fatima's grip and flies off. "I FOUND THE BOY! I FOUND THE BOY!"

"Sorry master, the chicken flew away." says Fatima.

"That's a parrot, not a chicken." you say "A flock of them captured me, but I escaped and found you- and now they know where I am!"

"Did Fatima mess up again?" says the humongous djinn, ready to cry again.

Written by AR

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