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‘What in the name of unkeelness are you doing with your cup, Splorg?’ said Twoface, slurping on his drink.

It was ten minutes later and we were walking down Shnozville High Street, following the Floaty Note 6000 to get Bunny’s bits.

That’s one of the keel things about Floaty Note 6000s. They’re not just floating shopping lists – they know the way to the shops, and loads of other things too.

‘I’m protecting my hooter from that horrible little insect!’ said Splorg, who’d slotted his empty cup over the end of his nose. ‘Mmm, carpet flavour lemonade – smells even better than it tastes!’

Twoface thought for a second, then pulled a plastic ray-gun-shaped water pistol out of his pocket. ‘Hey, I’ve just had the keelest idea!’ he said.

He emptied the rest of his drink into a little hole in the top of the ray gun and slotted his empty cup on to the end of one of his noses.

He looked over at my cup and grinned. ‘Don’t mind if I borrow this do you, Ratboy?’ he said, snatching my avocado and felt-tip pen flavour soda and pouring the last gulp’s worth down a passing drain (drains move around in the future, in case you didn’t know).

‘Hey, I was enjoying that!’ I said, kicking Twoface up the bum as he slotted the cup over the end of his other nose.

Jamjar pushed her big round glasses up her nose and rolled her eyes at us all.

‘Ooh look, it’s Dr Smell!’ she said, waving down the street at Dr Smell, who was sweeping the bit of pavement in front of his perfume shop.

Dr Smell’s perfume shop is where Bunny buys her favourite perfume, ‘Stonk’.

‘Hello Dr Smell!’ said Jamjar, and Dr Smell waggled his arms around, swatting the end of his nose.

‘That’s a weird way to wave,’ said Twoface, squirting his ray gun into his mouth. ‘Mmm, walnut and pavement flavour chocolate milk, my favourite!’ he grinned.

I Future-Ratboy-zoomed my eyes in on Dr Smell and gasped.