Chapter 9 – What Do You Do With a Boy and Pony

Meanwhile, in an old barn, six people were gathered.  None of them were smiling.  Not the tall man.  Not the short man.  Not the skinny lady.  Not the lady in green.  Not the man in blue.  Not the man in brown.  No one was smiling.

The two ponies in the barn weren’t smiling either.  They weren’t used to having people on their backs.  Every time one of the people in the barn had climbed on, the pony had bucked them right off.

The people in the barn had a serious problem.  Someone had taken their jobs, and they wanted revenge.

“We could take them to the other side of the world and make them walk back,” said the tall man.

“When they got back they’d just take our jobs again,” said the short man.

They all thought some more.

“We could paint the pony with black and white stripes, then everyone would think he’s a zebra,” said the short man, “and wouldn’t want to watch him.”

“I like zebras,” said the skinny lady.  “I would watch him.”

They all thought some more.

“We could kidnap them,” said the skinny lady, “and hide them until everyone forgot about them.”

“Where would we keep them?” said the lady in green.

“How about right here, in the barn!” said the man in blue.

“We could surround the barn with lions so they couldn’t escape!” said the man in brown.

“We don’t have any lions,” said the lady in green.

“Oh,” said the man in brown.

“Besides, the lions would probably just eat us instead,” said the lady in green.

“Oh,” said the man in brown.

“But we could still keep them in the barn,” said the man in blue.

“All in favor of kidnapping them, say ‘aye’,” said the skinny lady.

“Aye!” said all the people.

“Nay!” said the ponies.

“So it’s decided, we’re going to kidnap them,” said the tall man.  “I think I can pick up the boy.  I will kidnap him.  Who will kidnap the pony?”

“Not I,” said the short man.  “He’s too heavy for me to lift.”

“Not I,” said the skinny lady.  “I don’t like how ponies smell.”

“Hey!” said the ponies.

“Not I,” said the lady in green.  “I’m afraid of ponies.”

“Not I,” said the man in blue.  “Ponies like to kick me.”

“Not I,” said the man in brown, “because, well, because I just don’t want to.”

“Then it’s decided,” said the tall man.  “No one wants to kidnap the pony.”

“Yay!” said the ponies.

“That’s okay,” said the skinny lady.  “We don’t need to kidnap the pony.  If we kidnap the boy the pony will have no one to ride him.  And if no one rides him, he won’t be as interesting.”

“And if the pony isn’t interesting,” said the short man, “then people will stop watching him!”

“And if people stop watching him,” said the lady in green, “we’ll all get our jobs back!”

“So it’s decided,” said the tall man.  “We’re going to kidnap the boy!”

* * * * *

 

Kidnapping Bob turned out to be very easy.  The lady in green simply walked up to Louie after a show and began fussing over him.

“Oh, you’re such a cute pony!” said the lady in green as she kissed Louie on the nose and pinched his cheek.  “And so talented.  I’d like to just take you home with me.”

Louie smiled.  He loved attention.  Even kisses on the nose.

“And you sing so well!” said the lady.  “How did you ever learn to sing?”

“My mother taught me,” said Louie.  “She sang like a nightingale.”

“Oh, tell me about your mother,” said the lady in green.

Louie’s eyes teared up as he began to talk about his dear, sweet mother.

And as Louie talked, the tall man stepped up quietly behind Bob, slapped his hand over Bob’s mouth, picked him up, and carried him off.

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