What's Growing in the Garden?

[Maxwell Grantly]

Skippy took Maxwell's hand and led him towards the Vampire Kitties gardens. The sun beamed down upon the pair of elves and the swaying grasses whispered their hushed lullabies in the cool evening breeze.

"Maxwell, I"ve got one packet of seeds left," Skippy called excitedly to his elder brother.



"This has to be the last sowing," Maxwell replied sadly, "We're got no more pocket money for any more seeds after this."

"Don't worry," beamed Skippy, "I've saved the best to last. Look what I got left!"

Skippy stretched his hand aloft and held out a brightly-coloured packet of wonderly multi-coloured seeds. Maxwell looked down at Skippy's hand and his face beamed with delight upon seeing the multitude of colours upon the packet.

"What are these?" Maxwell asked curiously.

"It's a packet of donkey seeds," beamed Skippy happily, "I've got a packet of donkey seeds!"



Skippy clapped and jumped with delight and passed the packet to Maxwell, for a closer inspection. Maxwell turned the front of the packet towards him, read the contents carefully and then giggled to himself.

"These aren't donkey seeds," he chuckled mischievously, "These are assorted seeds."

Maxwell pointed to the word "Ass" with the pad of his forefinger, printed boldly across the front of the packet of seeds.

Skippy's face broke into a whimper and his disappointed gaze fell to the ground.

"I so wanted to plant some donkeys" he explained, "I thought an ass was a donkey."

"Let's plant them anyway, Skippy," beamed Maxwell, "These are our last seeds and so they are bound to be really special."



Skippy's face began to light up at the thought of a wondrous colourful display of brightly-coloured flowers and soon, all thoughts of donkey-bearing plants disappeared from his mind.

"I think, Maxwell," he replied to his brother, "these are going to be the best of them all!"

Maxwell smiled back at his excited little brother and winked.

"Indeed, Skippy, I think you might be right!"