Nowhere to be found..
The road was long..our friends were tired..and they were about to lose all hope to find the Jiffy trail..
-Time to stop and rest for a while...twittered Miss Moussie..look there I see the perfect spot for a lunch break...
-How interesting,said Mr C..'Coriolus versicolorus'...I bet you don't know what that is...but you can eat it..
-Wonderful,croaked Gustave,then lets stay here and I will make us a funghi special..because that's what it is dear Mr C..a muschroom..
-They make lovely forest benches....I believe fairies do sit on them....and Miss Moussie, whilst saying this, made herself comfortable...well,she twittered,don't I look just like a fairy sitting here..
While our friends where resting, Who was hovering over the Hilltop trees...he saw Gustave make a campfire..saw Miss Moussie sitting there very fairy like..and..he saw something else...a creature he didn't see before in his entire life..and it was coming closer...it was running trough the forest..
I don't believe my eyes, WHO said to himself...a bandit...a masked bandit in the Hilltop forest...and in great haste he swooped down to warn our dear garden friends who where just about to eat Gustave's Funghi special...
in the birdsnest... Nowhere