After two weeks away from tummy mountain I returned late of an evening when all the little ones were asleep. None were up to greet me except for a very stern chap with glasses on. Closer inspection revealed it to be none other than Manatee. He looked at me sternly once more, letting the glasses drop just a touch so I could gaze directly into his eyes and register his disapproval of the hour. It seems he is now Professor Manatee. He was doing a light bit of research and I had disturbed him. A lot can change in two weeks.
I put my bags down quietly, but knocked over some books loudly. I glanced nervously back at Professor Manatee. He stared back at me, quite annoyed now. Uncanny - it was like he had not even moved.
This just couldn't be right. This couldn't be the care-free and fun loving Manatee I had left behind two weeks ago. I nonchalantly pretended to unpack for a few moments, then sprang on him while his guard was down and tore the glasses off his face!
Aha! 3d glasses! So he had been to the movies! He hadn't done a Diploma of Seaweed! He was masquerading as a professor! He was looking a bit sheepish now for an underwater mammal.
"I think we may have to deal with this in the morning," I said waggling the finger at him.
He still hadn't moved, and I could tell he cared not a fig for what I thought.