ENOUGH!

I exploded.

"I WANT LAVENDER!" I cried.

It is difficultish for Fergus to describe what happens exactly when I am cornered like this. I sort of curl into meself like a fist, winding and tightening into a little star (how I wonder what you are!). Butternut used to do this too, for fun. I only do it when I have to.

Then I flick the fist inside of me and I try to make whatever's hurting me fly away.

It worked for the Plimptons, mostly--well, they were too heavy to move, but their Oddzen Ends moved!

But then another problem arose. Luckily, the fistflick is not Fergus's only trick!