Math IA

“Stupid...” he mimicked. “Pardon me?” said Mum. Uh-oh. We can tell she’s getting annoyed because Mum never actually mishears anything, of course she would have to have super-human hearing. Quentin freezes up but doesn’t shift his gaze from his iPad. She spins around. “Well excuse me young man, don’t ignore me! Give me that right now!” “Emma!” Dad squirms with anxiety. “The wheel!” Meanwhile, Mum is wrestling with Quentin, half her body in the back seat. I don’t know how she’s managed to hold onto the wheel this long. “EMMA!!” Dad screams. We swerve as he (strangely valiantly) lurches over and grabs the wheel. There’s a giant screech, we all lunge forward as the seatbelts struggle to repel the hurling force, and next thing I know, we’re rolling down the side of a mountain. “Are you guys okay?” asks Dad. Now I’m not 100% sure how we left that terrible fall without a scratch but I’m going to say it was the Mammoth. This thing is indestructible and probably saved our lives (numerous times). “All good, Dad.” Similar shouts came from Mum and Quentin. Then it started. “PATTY!!! How could you veer off the road! We could have DIED! Only good old Mammoth saved us!” “Thanks, Mum,” came from Quentin. “Don’t you start young man! If it weren’t for your buzzing little device I wouldn’t have been so distracted.” Mum said turning on my brother. “Well little bro, I found your clock ,” I said looking around. We appear to have rolled into a cave that is, for some reason, covered in strange clocks on the walls. “I am not your little brother! We are twins! And I’m older!” It has always been a struggle to make Quentin realise the truth but that isn’t important now. “Look around.” They saw it too. We heard soft pattering and there was this dog-like animal. Our jaws all drop simultaneously as the mysterious creature started to speak. “why you are humans! Real people! Oh people. It has been so long since I’ve seen people. Come, come!” “Not to be rude, but what on earther are you?” Mum asked, immediately switching into her curious reporter persona. “Oh silly me, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m Ebenzo, the last Tasmanian tiger time lord. Now we must be going, lots to see,” he chirped excitedly. ----