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![[Roddy The Rooster's Farmyard Stories]](rtrfs_agf.gif) Story #35 Space Commander Roddy The Rooster Episode 4 "The Purple Bunyip - A Rude Mission"
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| Written by Roddy Lee In the early morning hours when the moon is still full and night is still night, Roddy The Rooster dreams he is... SPACE COMMANDER RODDY THE ROOSTER!! The red and yellow rocket ship captained by Space Commander Roddy The Rooster was zooming across the night sky. "Georgia Control, Georgia Control, Space Commander Roddy The Rooster here. I can see Planet Bunyip ahead of me now! What are my instructions?" As Roddy spoke to HQ via the microphone on the busy control panel, he steered his rocket ship toward the rocky planet known as Planet Bunyip.  Planet Bunyip was inhabited by huge Purple Bunyips and their icky, sticky, slimy green servants, The Gobs. The Purple Bunyips live on top of the mountains and spend most of their days cooking their favourite stew, a secret recipe known only to the Purple Bunyips. The Gobs could only be described as gruesome creatures that live in the large pots of Purple Bunyip secret stew. HQ's reply came quick enough, "Your mission is to find out what ingredients make up the Purple Bunyip's secret stew - a stew believed to help sustain life." Roddy knew of the stew. And of the Purple Bunyips. Purple Bunyips live to over 150 years old because they eat the secret stew. "Beware of The Gobs," warned HQ, "Hideous fellows, highly protective - deadly dangerous!" A chill ran down Space Commander Roddy The Rooster's back. "Okay! Over and out!" The red and yellow rocket ship landed on a ledge not far from the peak of Planet Bunyip ridge. On top of the mountain sat a dozing Purple Bunyip. He was huge... and purple from head to toe. Beside him sat a large metal pot with a fire blazing under it. The secret stew bubbled away in the pot where two Gobs swam around, occasionally raising their heads above the rim of the pot for a peek about. As Space Commander Roddy The Rooster edged toward the Purple Bunyip he slipped. His small scream of surprise caused the dozing Purple Bunyip to stir. "Who goes there!?" bellowed the Purple Bunyip. Roddy The Rooster popped his head into view, "Excuse me, Purple Bunyip," he said nervously, "I am Space Commander Roddy The Rooster.." Before he could finish his sentence The Gobs raised themselves high, licking their lips, "Rooster!!" they cried drooling and dribbling sticky saliva into the brewing stew. "Shut up!" yelled the Purple Bunyip at his Gobs, "It's not polite. At least let this Space Commander finish his introduction before we discuss dinner!!" Roddy The Rooster could feel his knees knocking together. "Pardon me for dropping in. I come from Earth, sir. Seeking the recipe for your intergallactically famous secret stew. The stew that keeps you looking new!" The Purple Bunyip laughed in Roddy's face, "You must be joking! What have you got to offer me. I use nothing. I need nothing. Just me, my mountain top, my servants and my stew. Go away Space Commander," laughed the Purple Bunyip, "Go burn a broth!" Space Commander Roddy The Rooster returned to his rocket ship sad and beaten, "What a rude creature!" thought Roddy, but he had to admit The Purple Bunyip had a point. He needed nothing more to exist so why should he give away the ingredient to his secret stew. Roddy grabbed his microphone and called HQ. "Georgia Control, Georgia Control. I've made contact with a Purple Bunyip but he refuses, point blank, to give up the secrets to his stew." Roddy waited a response, "Can't you trade with him, make a deal?" came HQ's question. "He is happy in his existence and wishes to share it with no one," replied Roddy, "He wants for nothing and needs nothing. It seems useless." Just then Roddy The Rooster heard quarelling outside his ship. "Call you back, Georgia Control." Roddy raced to the door of his rocket ship to hear The Purple Bunyip screaming at his green Gobs, "What do you mean you ate my spoon!" The Gobs were cowering in the corner of the stew fumbling for excuses, "We thought it was an alien, it was floating like one. Just protecting the stew, chief!" "How am I going to eat my stew without my spoon, you primary idiots!" cried the Purple Bunyip, throwing a tantrum like a big baby. Space Commander Roddy The Rooster's face lit up. An idea! He reached into his utility belt and produced a rather large wooden spoon - "I knew this would come in handy one day!" He winked at his reflection in the rocket ship door. Then he climbed up the peak to the Purple Bunyip again. The argument and abuse was still in full swing when Space Commander Roddy The Rooster popped his head around the corner, "Excuse me, again, Mr Purple Bunyip," Roddy politely interrupted, "I have a rather large wooden spoon that you can have if you..." The Purple Bunyip grabbed the spoon from Roddy's hand before he could finish his sentence. "That's a bit rude!" objected Roddy. The Purple Bunyip was overjoyed. And he commenced straight into a song with the Gobs singing and swaying along. I'm The Purple Bunyip who lives upon the mountain top Well, the ears on Space Commander Roddy The Rooster's head pricked up - "Withered weeds and sour sop!" The Purple Bunyip was enjoying the moment so much he hadn't realised what he had done. He offered Roddy The Rooster the rather large wooden spoon to try the secret stew. Roddy stared, amazed for a moment, then stuttered out, "Th-th-thank you Mr Purple Bunyip. Th-th-thank you! It would be bad manners for me to refuse!" But as Roddy raised the wooden spoon to his lips the Purple Bunyip changed, "What have I done! I've just given you the recipe!!" he growled. The shock made Roddy drop the wooden spoon, "Excuse me," he chirped before hightailing it back to his rocket ship. A moment later the red and yellow rocket ship was soaring past the mountain top. "Bit rude of me leaving without saying goodbye!" Roddy The Rooster looked out his window at the Purple Bunyip waving his spoon and hurling abuse at the departing rocket ship. Roddy waved back, "See you again sometime, Thank you. Goodbye!" Space Commander Roddy The Rooster grabbed his microphone. "Georgia Control, Georgia Control, Space Commander Roddy The Rooster here. I have the recipe to the Purple Bunyip's secret stew in my possession. Mission accomplished." Roddy waited HQ's response, "Well done, Space Commander. Are you okay? Was it difficult?" Roddy thought for a moment, "All it took was good manners! I'm coming home!" 
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