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Honza and Dash: In the City of the Big Castle
Honza and Dash: In the City of the Big Castle

Season 1, Episode 21 · 7 months ago

21 - Leaving

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“Wait,” said Honza. “I forgot to do something.” Dash stood outside of Honza’s home, her hands on her hips and her tail tapping against the ground. “What did you forget?” she called out. 

A story moment with Hansa and Dashin the city of the big castle. Get more episodes at story MOMENTCOM SEASONOne, episode twenty one. Leaving the city of the big castle. Thereis a tower just off of Old Town Square in the city of the bigcastle. On every side is a clock face, but the western side isthe largest and though it can't be seen from the ground, if you lookcarefully, above the eleventh hour there is a little window. This is Hansa'swindow. Hansa is a very brave field mouse, though he is not fromthe city of the big castle. Like his best friend, he has madehis home in the village of the tower mice. Wait, said Hansa,I forgot to do something. Stood outside of Hans's home, her hands onher hips and her tail tapping against the ground. Why did you forget?She called out this responded Hansa, yelling over his shoulder. I forgot todo this. Hansa stepped closer to the little window at the end of hishome. He peered down over the clock face onto the street below. Thestreet was brimming with people. You know, Hansa thought to himself. I've alwayswondered if any of those people can see me up here? He chuckledand then shook his head. Of course they can't, he said out loud, answering his own question. Of course they can't. What, asked Dashfrom behind him. She didn't wait out in the hall? Oh nothing,he said. Then, taking hold of the curtains with both his hands,he closed them. He turned and looked over his home. Everything was putaway where it went. His bed was made. Miss Maggie had placed flowerpetals all over the room, on the table, the countertops and his favoritereading chair. She told him that they would dry out and then put offthe most amazing smell while he was gone. It would keep his home smelling fresh. Are you ready asked Hansa. Just smiled and nodded. He pickedup his scavenging pack, which was a...

...good deal heavier than usual, andslung it over his back. To keep it snug, he tied a lengthof red ribbon from one strap to the other across his chest. Let's dothis, said Hansa. The trip to the train station took no time atall. Hans assumed they'd walk, or perhaps flicker would fly them. No, Mr Short tail informed him. We will take the underground. You didn'tknow this, but those pipes run all over the city. If we takethe pipe leading back from the river, it goes straight to the station.And so Hansa and Dash, Mr and miss short tail dash his little brotherMartin, as well as the Brown furs and their children, Mr Whittle andMiss Maggie, all took turns climbing onto the wooden shells and sliding down thewater pipes towards the train station. Again again, yelled Teddy Brown fur overand over. When they had all arrived, Hansa just smiled at Teddy. Secretlyhe wanted to ride the underground pipe again. To where's Mr Green,asked Miss Maggie. I thought he was coming to he's going to meet usthere. I suggested to him that he hired Nellie, the alley cat nearthe cafe, to do some scrounging for him while we're away. He saidhe was going to work out the details with her and then would fly overwith flicker. Said Hansa. Has Milton ever flown before? Asked Mrs Shorttail. Milton. Asked Nza. Mrs Short tail laughed. I mean MrGreen. Hansa shook his head no, but he said he was willing totry it. Mr Short tail led the mice out of the underground area upa spiral staircase. As they reached the top, they pushed through a smalldoor that opened into the train station. which way do we go, askedHanza. Both Mr Whittle and Mr Short tail stepped towards the Front of thegroup to lead the way. However, both being very polite mice, theytried to give the other mouse the honor. No, of course, Walter,after you said Mr Short tail, with a slight bow of his head. Don't be silly, Jasper. You've led us this far, you shouldtake us all the way to the platform. That is true, replied Mister shortail, but it's been a very long time since I've been here and thingsmay have changed. You ride the train more often than I, so youshould lead US finally, missus, shortail interrupted. At this rate, Hansand dash will miss their train. Then,...

...stepping forward, she led the way. Now there are three ways to get from the underground area of thetrain station, which is near the above ground entrance, to the platform.The first is to climb a hidden staircase in one of the walls to therafter area where the mail room is. This route takes longer, as amouse must go up the stairs, cross over the beams and then down anotherset of stairs, but it's also safe, far away from the feet of thepeople trying to get to their trains. A second way is to go throughthe walls. Long ago, mice tunnel the passageway through the walls fromthe entrance to the platform. And then there's the third way, which nomouse thinking clearly, would ever take. To get to the platform, amouse must run across the open floor of the train station. With so manypeople moving quickly, pulling bags on wheels behind them, it's quite dangerous.Cynthia head towards the staircase up ahead, said Mr Short tail to his wife. No, that will take too long, insisted mister whittle. Go for thepassageway to the right. Looked at Hansa and shook her head. MrsShort tail stopped abruptly and turned around. Boys, she said, in avoice only mothers know how to use. That is enough. All of thisback and forth has made us late. The staircase will take too long.Mr Whittle smiled, his nose stuck up in the air a little. MrsShort tail continued, and it looks like the passageway is not an option either. Mr Whittle's smile transformed into a look of confusion. Stacked in front ofthe entrance to the passageway were several large cardboard boxes. Now Mr Short tailbeamed. We're going through the station, explained Missus shortail. Immediately. MrWhittle and Mr shortail began to protest, but Mrs Short tail held up bothher hands and neither of the mice continued. Mr Short tail turned to Mr andMrs Brown Fur, Susan, I don't think it is a good ideafor the little ones to go this way. Simon shortail interrupted. We're not layat all. Mrs Brown fur nodded in agreement. I think you're right, Cynthia. Will have to say our goodbye here. Hansa and gave eachof the Brown fur children a hug. Olivia pulled out a piece of paperand handed it to Dash. It was a drawing. There were many treesand a large mountain at the top,...

...and right in the center, wheretwo mice smiling and waving, holding the hand of one of them, wasan even smaller mouse smiling. WHO's this asked. Taking the picture that's me. Can I come with you? Olivia asked. Gave Olivia another big hug, not this time, stored the drawing in her pack. They said goodbyeto the Brown furs, who returned to the staircase heading to the underground.All right, are we all ready? Asked Mrs Short tail. Everyone nodded. This way, she said. Mrs Short tail picked up the pates alittle. She jogged over to a large column and hidden behind it. Theother mice followed right behind her. Now, do you see that big green signabove that passage over there, she asked everyone, as she pointed towardsthe other side of the enormous station. All the mice nodded their heads.Between them, in the passageway under the big green sign were thousands of pairsof shoes and rolling bags, all going very quickly in different directions. Itsays departures. That's where we're going. You take hold of Martin's hand.Mr Whittle, please stay near to Miss Maggie. Everyone, keep your eyeslooking left, right and above you. We're going to go in pairs fromcolumn to column until we get there. Do you understand? Everyone nodded nervously. Okay, Jasper here we go, yelled out Mrs Short tail. Shedashed out into the crowd of moving feet, practically pulling her husband behind her.She was fast. She darted from one open area to the next,turning quickly around Brown shoes and turning wheels until they were safe near the nextcolumn. Mr Whittle and Miss Maggie went next. They weren't as fast asMrs Short tail, but when a big brown shoe nearly stepped on Miss Maggie'stail, Mr Whittle was fast to pull her out of the way. Soonthey joined the short tales. All right, we'll all go together, said DasMartin let go of his sister's hand. Fine, but I'm not holding yourhand. Yuck scrunched up her eyebrows, pursed her lips and stared at Martin. Martin's eyes doubled in size. He quickly grabbed hold of his sister'shand again. Dash's scowl turned to a smile. Let's go, she said. She pulled Martin behind her and Hansa...

...brought up the rear. They wereslowed down by their packs and so had to walk quickly, but not run. Hansa, look out, yelled Martin. Hansa turned to see a giant wheelfrom a man pulling his bag behind him coming straight for him. Hansa dove to the ground and rolled out of the way as the bag passedby him safely. Thanks for that, Martin, you've got good eyes,said Hanza, dusting himself off. The three young mice joined the older micebehind the second column. Great, said Dash, peering around the corner ofthe column. We've just got to do that seven more times. All themice took in a collective deep breath. Repeating the pattern from before, theseven mice crossed the giant station floor, going from column to column, divingaway from spinning wheels, ducking down under stepping feet and turning around the itemsthe people kept dropping like tissues and pieces of paper. Finally they reached thegiant green sign. Below the sign, low down on the wall, wasa set of double doors, much like the ones in the old clock tower. It seemed as though they hadn't been opened in a long while, asMr Short tail had a pull very hard to get them unstuck. Finally,the mice passed through the double doors and into the ticketing area for mice.As the mice entered the room, they saw a long line of mice waitingat a ticketing booth. The mice in the line turned and watched as sevenmice came through the doors labeled station. The eyes of all the waiting micegrew large. Hansa could hear people whispering amongst themselves, though he couldn't figureout about what. The mice joined the line and waited. So you guyscame across the station floor. A asked an old gray mouse in the linein front of them. Mr Short tailed up his chest and nodded. Ofcourse we did miss its short tail just smiled thinly and shook her head.The old gray mouse continued. I haven't seen anyone attempt that in years,not since the passageway was built. You must be some very brave mice.All seven mice smiled at this. The line continued to move forward until Hansaand dash were the next ones in line. So what did you bring to trade, Hansa asked Mr Whittle. It'll have to be something good to getyou all the way across town. Oh, don't worry about that. Uncle WalterStarted Hansa. Mr Green gave me...

...the perfect trade. Hansa unslung hispack and knelt down beside it. Suddenly he jumped up into the air,his ears perked straight up, his whiskers pointed straight to the sides and histail went stiff and straight back. What is it, asked Mr Whittle,our trade? I forgot it yesterday. I must have left it with MrGreen. Oh No, what are we going to do, he asked outloud. Dash his mind raced. She didn't know how she could fix everythingwithout the trade. There's no ticket for you. Without the ticket, there'sno taking the train, said Mr Whittle. Hansa slumped down on to the floor. I don't know what to do, he said. We could try andtrade the food we've packed, but I'm sure it won't get us toofar. Plus, then we'd be starting this journey without any food. Mrshorttail bent down and spoke no, that won't work. Plus, it's goingto take you months to get to your grandfather's cottage. You don't want tostart that journey without food. What should we do then, asked Hanza.You could always come back to the tower and try again tomorrow, suggested MissMaggie. Hansa thought for a moment and then looked at to see what shethought nodded. Taking a deep breath, Hansa stood up and told everyone hisdecision. I'm sorry, everyone, it's my fault. I forgot the trade. You all came out here for nothing. None of the mice complained. However, since we're not in a hurry, we can take the long way aroundthis time. We can go up the staircase and across the beams,said Mrs Short tail. As the mice headed for the staircase, their shouldershanging low, a loud voice called out behind them. Hey, Hansa,where are you going? It was Mr Green. Hansa turned around to seeMr Green walking through the passageway leading from the platform above his head. Hewas carrying an enormous slice of Apple. Hansa ran over to him. MrGreen, what did you bring? That wasn't the trade. I forgot.Oh, I know, but that button wasn't going to be enough. Imean, it would get you there and all, but not comfortably. Doyou know what I mean? When I went to see Nellie this morning,she found this for me. Well, for you really. This will getyou there in the most comfortable cabin of...

...the train, believe me. Hansasmiled at Mr Green, and then at Dash. Where is Nellie, askedDash. Oh she decided she'd scared too many of the mice if she came. What a considerate cat. She sends her best and flicker. Oh,he's waiting on the platform. He won't fit in here. Boy Can thatbird fly. I thought I was going to fall off when he started doingloop deloops. What fun. I wish I could fly. Hansa spoke up. Oh, your ears are far too short to fly. Mister Green gaveHansa a confused look. Hans and dash just cracked up laughing. I guessI don't get the joke, said Mister Green. Hansa took the apple slicefrom the grocery mouse. Then dash gave Mister Green a little kiss on hischeek, which immediately turned bright red. Thank you, Mister Green, saidDash. You've saved the day. Mister Green didn't say anything. The entiregroup got back into line and waited to be called to the ticket booth.Next came a little voice from the booth. When it was their turn, Hansand dash moved closer to the booth. How many passengers asked the little mouseinside the booth. He wore a gray hat with a big black brimon it too, please. First Class, answered Hansa. Destination. Ah,Oh, hold on, I forgot the name of the town. Hansaturned towards his uncle, Uncle Walter. What is the name of the town? We should get off at? Martial? It's the first station just outside thecity, martial, answered Mister Whittle. The little mouse in the booth spokeup again. That's to mice, to marshal and first class. Andwhat do you have to trade today? Held up the giant slice of Apple. Oh, that will be more than enough, more than enough. Thankyou please. Just hand that to one of our runners there and he'll takeit to storage. Dash turned to see a gray squirrel standing right beside herwith a giant grin on his face. The Squirrel took the apple and thenquickly ran across the room and through another door marked storage. And here areyour tickets, said the booth mouse. Hansa grabbed the two slips of paperand handed one to Dash. Hans and DAS led their group through the passagewaywhich ran under the platform towards the train. As they got to the end,they saw hundreds of mice boarding the train nearby. On a small metalstaircase. Coming off the train. Just...

...to the left of the crowd wasflicker. What, what? WHO's this? Is this a world traveler? Isee? Hansa smiled at his friend. Oh and you must be the worldtravelers assistant, flicker said to Hansa. Directly. Hans's mouth dropped open andthen everyone laughed at the silly pigeon. Flicker, thank you so much forall of your help. If you hadn't brought Mr Green just at theright time, we wouldn't have been able to leave today. Flicker bowed low. All in a day's work, and not even a full day, justa couple of minutes really, I can fly very fast. Hansa smiled andthen wrapped his arms around the bird's neck. How such a sweet moment, saidflicker, laughing Hans and turned towards the short tails, Mr Whittle andMiss Maggie. Well, said Da, we're going to miss you all,but we'll be back next spring. Mr shorttail gave his daughter a hug.Remember, if you get into trouble on the way, just pause and finda solution. There's almost always a solution. Thanks, Dad, we will.It'll take us the entire autumn to make it to grandfather's cottage. Butif we pass through any villages with a carrier pigeon will send a letter.Otherwise it'll be winter before you'll hear from us. Each mouse took turns huggingHans and finally Hans and gave flicker one last group Hug. Hoh, Ican feel the love, said flicker. A loud whistle blue. That's thefinal call, Hanza. You should go, said Mr Whittle. The two micesaid goodbye to their family and friends and then handed their tickets to theconductor mouse. They carried their scrounging packs up the metal staircase and found theirseats towards the front of the mouse cabin. They looked out the window and wavedone last time, feeling a tinge of sadness at leaving so many peoplethey loved. As the train pulled out of the station, Hansa looked atdash and smiled. They didn't talk at first, they were too nervous andexcited, but soon they were chatting non stop about their journey ahead. Theywatched as the train charged past hundreds of buildings until finally it crossed over abridge and out into open fields and Hansa and left the city of the bigcastle. Remember, with each episode you would both the Audio Ain't the EAP, put them on all your devices and...

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