When Louie set out for his walk this morning (as he would like any other), he did not know that it would turn out to be an extraordinary walk, in which various extraordinary things happened. So far, he had:
- Chanced upon a house he did not know existed
- (Allegedly) blew up someone
- Brought a house down with a sneeze
- Made someone cry
Nobody would disagree that had been quite the morning.
The sun now hangs high up above the duo as they make their journey back to Knackersville — Louie leading the way at the front with the giant trudging behind him noisily. She had only agreed to follow him (in between distressed sobs) after much cajoling and (kind of) promised to get her fixed that she relented.
Well giant..can he call her a giant? It seemed unsuitable, if this current stature of hers is not permanent. It occured to him that he has yet to learn of her name.
"Umm, hello. Wh-what is your name?" He called out gently to the back, tilting his head only ever so slightly to her. If you must know, Louie is actually still a little afraid to look her in the eye. Much less in her distressed state. "Please?" He added hastily, remembering to be polite.
"Följa."* Came the reply, and a blow of the nose.
Louie was surprised the answer came at all, and was encouraged. "Okay Följa, we are almost there..."
They followed a long, winding row of chrysanthemums for a little while. Soon, the forest cleared up a little and they spot a small town of houses in the distant. Instead of walking towards it, Louie turned to a little unmarked path towards the right on the edge of the entry into the town. A house made of stone (we wouldn't have to worry it collapsing from a sneeze this time) peeked from behind some trees. Louie spotted dirty grey smoke escaping through the chimney and was relieved. This meant that Mr Pronobo must be home.
Louie led them past some garden chairs surround a round table to the door. Before they had reached the door though, it opened and a man with a good head of puffy white hair appeared from behind the door.
"My dear boy! All that ruckus, I heard you from about a mile awa-" Mr Pronobo's eye travelled up as he spotted Louie's new guest.
"Hi Mr Pronobo, this is Följa. We need your help!"
