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creams; but, no liqueurs because they were only cubs. She gave them a big heart-shaped chocolate free of charge. She said she wanted two of those big notes. All the boxes went into a carrier bag. The two cubs walked back down the road eating the heart-shaped chocolate, truly satisfied with themselves. What a day it had been!

12  The Accident
    As they walked past the bank, Gatwick, not looking where he was going (and still thinking about those tasty chocolates) stumbled on the kerb, tripped over himself and fell head first straight into the hole, along with his big box on wheels, tied up with red rope, and his small blue Edwardian case, with rusty catches and an even rustier big lock, and the chocolates. Little Sister looked into the hole, and couldn’t see anything except for his paws waving around. She looked at the men in the white van with imploring watery eyes, but they were so heartless that they zoomed away. There were all kinds of pipes and cables down there, and they went all the way down the tunnel. But, Gatwick had now turned himself right way up. He came to his senses and was quite all right, apart from losing a bit of fur from the top of his head – but that would grow back with time.
    Gatwick put his finger on his chin and thought, while Little Sister kept crying.
    â€œLook, Little Sister, it’s no good crying, you’ve got to get me out of here. Lie down on your tummy at the edge of the hole and dangle your arms down”.
    Little Sister did as she was asked. She would do anything to help her big brother.
    â€œOK, Little Sister, I’ll hold the fishing rod up for you to get. Can you reach it?”
    â€œYes, I’ve got it. What do I do now?”
    â€œThere’s a yellow handle on the side of a little red wheel, just keep turning that. I’m going to hook things on it and you’ll pull them up”.
    Gatwick hooked his big box on wheels, tied up with red rope, onto the fishing rod, then asked Little Sister to pull it up. There, that was one.
    â€œNow unwind it by turning the wheel the other way”.
    Gatwick hooked his small blue Edwardian case, with rusty catches and an even rustier big lock, to it. Then, they did the same thing all over again with the chocolates. And, the last time round, Gatwick pushed the hook through the back of his waistcoat and was slowly hoisted up by Little Sister. She was stronger than she looked. Didn’t they do well?
    Now, Gatwick thought they should sort their luggage out. So they sat, with their back against the bank’s wall, and started taking the boxes of chocolates out of the carrier bag.
    â€œLet’s put them in your suitcase, Little Sister”.
    Little Sister opened her suitcase to the tune of Knees Up Mother Brown .
    â€œYes, let’s put them in my suitcase”, she answered.
    And that’s what they did.
    Gatwick had taken two beautiful chocolates, wrapped in golden crinkled foil, out of one of the boxes as a special treat for Little Sister.
    â€œI’m very proud of you. You saved my life”, he said tenderly giving her the chocolates.
    â€œThank you so much Gatwick, you know I’d do anything for you”, she munched the chocolate truffles and handed him the wrappers.
    Gatwick thought he saw a security woman. He became very frightened because she reminded him of Miss Acid:
    â€œQuick, Little Sister, we’ve got to run as fast as our furry legs will take us. Quick! Run for your life”.
    Little Sister shot up as fast as can be and started to flee while Gatwick followed dropping the wrappers on the pavement. They hid behind the corner of a building. Little Sister stuck her head round and assured Gatwick that they were now safe. The woman was marching back in the opposite direction.
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    â€œBut you dropped the wrappers, Gatwick!”
    â€œWhat could I do, I’m so sorry”.
    â€œGatwick you know very well that dropping litter is loutish behaviour. The little girl I