MEANWHILE, IN THE FAR OFF LAND OF RAINBOWS, FLOOR SCRUBBER GINA WAS WASHING THE WINDOWS. A VERY NAUGHTY THING TO DO. SINCE SHE IS A FLOOR SCRUBBER. BUT THAT'S THE KIND OF PERSON GINA WAS.
A REBEL.
NO BODY KNEW MUCH ABOUT HER, OTHER THAN THE FACT THAT SHE PAINTED CEILINGS FOR LARGE GOVERNMENT OFFICES. SHE'S BEEN TO THE WHITE HOUSE, HITLERS BATHROOM AND EVEN A ROOM WHICH STALIN WAS PLAYING SNOOKER IN.
SHE WAS AN ENIGMA.
BUT ASIDE FROM THE FACT THAT SHE LIKED TO SCRUB FLOORS AND WASH PEOPLES CATS, SHE WAS A RELATIVELY NORMAL GIRL. QUIET. KEPT TO HERSELF. HAD A WOODEN LEG.
BUT TODAY WAS A SPECIAL DAY FOR GINA THE FLOOR SCRUBBING TREE-BORG. SHE JUST SO HAPPENED TO BE TRAVELING, AT A CONSTANT SPEED OF 6000000KM/H TO ANOTHER PLANET. LUCKY HER.
A NEW GOVERNMENT WAS SET UP ON THE FAR OFF PLANET OF FOVRENTIA.
AND IT WAS HER SOLE DUTY TO PAINT THEIR GARDEN. WHY A GARDEN? BECAUSE SHE IS A REBEL.
THE MAYOR LOOKED SOMEWHAT LIKE A PLATYPUS WHO WAS TAKEN A BEATING TO BY A BASEBALL BAT. (WHAT APPEARED TO BE) IT'S EYE WAS DROOPING OUT OF A SOCKET ON IT'S FOREHEAD. MAYOR SIR LORD MR SAINT REGINOLD LOOKED DOWN AT YOUNG GINA WITH SUSPICION.
"WHY ARE YOU PAINTING MY PRIZED GRAPE TREES?" CRIED THE FREAK.
GINA STARED AT HIM BLANKLY. DEEPLY. INTO HIS VERY SOUL. AND FROM THAT EXACT MOMENT. I KNEW. THAT SOMETHING TERRIBLE WAS GOING TO HAPPEN. AND I JUST HAD TO STOP THEM.
