The exploding biscuit incident set in motion a series of events designed to protect the nation and it’s leaders. Based on COBRA (Cabinet Office Briefing Room A); DUMB (Delivery Unit Meeting-room B) was a collection of all the forces of good and true in Wales. Chair of the group, Llewellyn Ap Glynog Elis-Mathias Jones XI, held the ancient and thankfully now honorary title of Executive Quim Buffer to the Royal Household. A Mathias Jones had served Wales since the Stuarts and the family still held great sway in the land.
Also around the table was T.W.P representative, Karen Fremp, Torok the elder, South Wales Police Commissioner Alan Michael, First Minister the Rt Hon Carwyn Jones AM and Julie (the Grand Keeper of The Text). The T.W.P representative, recently described by Carwyn as looking like the skinny Chuckle Brother, stared across the table at Llewellyn. She reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a small, flat, metal device. She held it out towards Llewellyn and stared at it. The device glowed yellow and a look of disgust came over her. She spoke in a whisper which barely disguised her contempt.
Why do we work with these aliens? They come to our planet for our
resources. They lie to our faces and use us like cattle.
He’s not an alien he’s from Carmarthen.
Karen slammed the device on the table three times and held it out again. This time it glowed green.
Sorry. It’s the third one I’ve had this week. It won’t sync up with
the server. It’s the software. What were we saying?
We were saying, there’s a group working within the Senedd, to bring
us down. They fear the power of the text and will stop at nothing.
At that point the building began to shake. Karen, as her training dictated, threw herself across Carwyn in a bid to protect him. Llewellyn, as royal protocol dictated, also threw himself across Carwyn. By the time the dust had settled and Carwyn had extricated himself from the bottom of the ruck they realised that Julie had completely disappeared. Torok stood in shock, having just seen her vanish into thin air before his eyes. Carwyn raised himself to his full height and turned to Karen.
It’s time to activate the Felinheli protocol.