Aldo in Arcadia (Part 3)

Aldo in Arcadia (Part 3)

One morning Aldo was eating his breakfast when there was a loud knock on the door.

“The King wants to see you, Aldo.” “Actually, he wants to see the vacuum.”

“Does your vacuum fly, Cyril?” “I’m lucky if it cleans the carpets, Fred.”

“Good morning, your majesty.” “One has heard of you and one wishes to fly.”

“I suppose one just sort of. mounts.” “Yes, your majesty, one does.”

“Fly! Oh I say. careful now!” “Hold on tight, your majesty. Oh dear.”

“I say, we’re heading for the moat.”

“I’ve never been so insulted. “Arrest them!”

Come here you—you’re for the royal dungeons!”

“I wonder how long we’ll have to stay here, vacuum. Wait a minute. who’s this?”

“Don’t worry, when the King calms down, I’ll get you out. Daddy’s still furious.”

“We are truly sorry, Aldo. We realise now that it was just an accident.

. but one really does want to fly.” “Well, perhaps my Uncle Emo can help.”

“This is going to take some thought. Hmm. yes, I think I may have the answer.”

“Gosh, what’s happening?” “Uncle Emo’s conjured up some magic sweets!”

“Suck one of these sweets, your majesty, when you want to fly. The effects last one hour.“

“One can but try. Good heavens!” “Look, Daddy’s taking off by himself.“

“For services to the Kingdom of Arcadia I dub thee Sir Aldo and Sir Uncle Emo.”

The King spent the rest of the day blissfully floating around.