Darren's owner, by this time extremely close to a serious
gastric ulcer, pleaded:
"Pleeeease, let's forget about all this
nonsense now and go to the circus tent.
The show is just about to start."
As a result of Darren's owners pleading eyes all our heroes, except them
in the stomach of the dragon that is,
went into the tent. They all sat down on the front row. Well, not
everybody, if you had looked
carefully you would have seen that one
of the twins was mysteriously missing.
Then the show started.
After performance from:
Clair and her dancing alligators, and a man in a mouse disguise
doing King Kong impersonations, the two clowns Goofy and Mickey Mouse
entered the stage.
"Oh, my God", said the remaining twin terrified.
"What is it?",
asked Sally without turning her attention away from the
show.
"Of some reason I just remembered what Alan signaled to
us
M.I.C.K.E.Y... and he was dressed like a mouse..... Mickey Mouse!!!
Alan was trying to warn us for Mickey Mouse",
stuttered the twin pointing
at the smaller of the clowns.
Sally turned to Jesper and gave him a pitiful look and whispered
superciliously:
"Are you really sure?
Don't you think that you should investigate this just a
little bit more before jumping into conclusions?"
"I haven't been this sure of anything since I joined 'Flat earth
society'. And for your second question:
Have you already forgot what Alan
signaled to us: More investigations could kill everyone."
Sally twitched.
"Oh! Do you know what this means?"
"Yes...... well, no."
"You have got your memory back and you are
the real Jesper.
So, the other twin must be the homicidal one."
Sally looked around but she couldn't see Jesper's brother anywhere.
Sally realized that not much could be done before the show had ended
so she continued to watch the show with unabated pleasure.
A closer look at Jesper's face indicated that he was
thinking of a cunning plan to unveil his brother, and the cunning smile
on his lips that occurred towards the end of the show
indicated that he had
had found a plan so cunning that
Perry Mason would have been green with envy if he heard of it.
After the show had ended Jesper manage to convince the
others to follow him, to see how he unmasked his
brother. By this time Jesper was absolutely sure that his brother was
wearing the Mickey Mouse costume,
since all signs were pointing in that
direction. Not that there were that many signs, but absolutely
no signs were pointing in any other direction.
When they came out of the circus tent Jesper immediately
saw the clown dressed as Mickey Mouse walking towards him.
Jesper looked at the clown and said with a sarcastic smile:
"Hello, Wilfor-Toto!"
The clown started to vibrate with anger and screamed hysterically:
"Don't call me that name!!!! I HATE that name!!!"
"Wilfor-Toto, Wilfor-Toto, Wilfor-Toto."
The clown rushed towards Jesper with murder in his eyes and his hands
in front of him in an obvious position to
strangle Jesper. Darren's owner reacted quickly and gave the clown a
knock on the head with the
frying pan that he always seemed to carry with him.
The clown slowly fell backwards, and
Jesper said with a big smile on his lips quietly to himself: "
Timbeeeeeer."
Jesper then went away to phone the police.
He got the right number on his fifth try.
Two large, and a bit fat, policemen came and fetched the
still unconscious clown. To the two policemen's big surprise the clown
showed to be the most wanted man on earth : Wilfor-Toto.
The policemen promised Jesper a seven or eight
figures reward. After
the policemen had left, Darren's
owner turned to Jesper and said:
"Why is your brother named Wilfor-Toto?"
"Well", began Jesper, "All my parents best friends had their name,
or the name of their child, on their car's license plate.
Since my parents were a bit careful with their money
and didn't like to spend $ 500 on a new plate,
they decided to name their
first son after the plate the car already had W I L 4 2 2.
I'm just
glad that my brother forced himself out of mommie first, so he got that
awful name".
The Psychiatrist, who had listened to Jesper's sad
story said thoughtfully:
"It is horrible experience like getting a name
like Wilfor-Toto, that can turn innocent children into mass murders.
I remember one of my clients Mr. I P Rivers. He.."
To avoid having to listen to the psychiatrist,
(and maybe being charged for it afterwards),
Jesper yawned hugely and asked Darren's owner for a place to sleep.
Darren's owner showed Jesper to a caravan, with
a nice little bed.
After brushing his teeth Jesper started to write in his little pocket
diary:
'Dear diary. Today I had omelet for lunch and tonight I will sleep in a
caravan. The weather was partly cloudy
and probably some local rain, as the meteorologist predicted.'
He then ended today's writing with a little poem.
He always did so because he wanted the diary to contain
something else than his boring life.
I wish you were a tree in the fog
and I was a little needing dog.
And I guess that you can see
where that little dog would pee.
He would then chew
you, but bitterly regret
that he just made you, all wet.
He read what he had written,
and made sure that he hadn't forgot anything.
Then he put his diary back into his pocket and said to himself:
"Today was not an ordinary day,
it was even more dull than an ordinary day.
I wonder if I ever will experience something out of the ordinary to
put in my diary. That day I wouldn't
have to fill the diary with my awful poems. Maybe
something will happened tomorrow."
He then went to sleep.
by Patrik Norqvist