Book - Catch of the Day

CHAPTER THREE Inside the plane

Finn clicked the seatbelt into place. At long last, it was time for his tantalising tuna sandwich. “Guess it’s just you and me, mate,” he joked absently to a fellow passenger. A passenger that was orange. And furry. And - A kangaroo. Just as Finn was about to open his mouth in protest, he was cut off by a familiar Australian drawl sounding through the musty speakers. “G’day everyone, this is your captain speaking. My name is Barry, but everyone calls me Bazza. Please sit back, relax, and enjoy your flight.” Finn sighed, and turned back to the kangaroo in the seat next to him. Yet, it seemed as though there was no reason to fight anymore; after all, it would instead be a bother if they were to be stuck together for the flight all the way down the shores and deserts and plains of the great Australian country. “If you’re gonna be my new little pet we’d better get to know each other,” Finn remarked, defeated. “Do you like tuna?” Once again, he could have sworn he saw the kangaroo wink.