Behind a mottled sun, the black planet
flared bright and died. “Let’s get out
of here.” sighed Lapinette. She suddenly hugged the Wabbit and gave him a kiss.
The Wabbit grinned. “Our taxi’s here.” The Lepus loomed impossibly large on the
horizon, red lightning crashing from the bow. “My Cailleach still works,” murmured
the Wabbit. “I hope so,” smiled Lapinette. A small shock wave made them tremble. “That
was the black planet,” said the Wabbit. “Is that what it was?” said Lapinette. They
watched far-off planets dance into new positions. “How do we get on board the Lepus?” asked Lapinette.
“Oh, let’s just stay here for a while,” said the Wabbit; “One of the bio pods
does catering.” The Lepus dropped gently and settled on the planet surface. Lapinette
and the Wabbit sat down. A bio pod handed out sandwiches. “What about the dinosaurs?” asked Lapinette
suddenly. “My goodness,” gasped the Wabbit; “I quite forgot.” “You promised them a new
planet with volcanoes.” said Lapinette. The Wabbit munched a sandwich. “And decent
toilets,” added Lapinette. The Wabbit appeared nonplussed. “Any ideas?” “Why not leave them here on the blue planet?”
said Lapinette firmly. “What about the toilets?” asked the Wabbit. “Dinosaurs need
to take an initiative,” said Lapinette. The Wabbit looked worried. “Then what
about the volcanoes?” Lapinette shrugged. “There are volcanoes everywhere.”
