Foul Play so Fair: Part 2




So Little M, the last we time we were here, the little guys had been sliding down the stairs and having fun but once they got to the door, it was all business and no fun - well at least no fun for Mr. Deliveryman...


Sic him! Get the parcel!

At the front door, the details became murky. Nobody was particularly forthcoming, and the best I could piece together was, "Well, there he was, and there was a parcel, then it's all a bit misty, some shouting, then the parcel was ours, the paperwork was signed, he was gone...and lo a boot was there too!", said with much gallic shrugging of shoulders. I didn't press them too much on this point. Suffice to say that a warning for this never to happen again had been sent back to the courier company by way of one of their own. Good thing these guys are too young to know about the Godfather...Then they pushed, pulled and heaved the palanquin in which the phone Google Overlord was sitting parcel back up the 45 steps and into the apartment. "Cor it was heavy!" The Bluebot twins were heard to say at this juncture. 
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Raising Galaxy

But they also wanted to leave the phone on the table as a surprise for me. It was too heavy for Noogler to fly it up there, so they found some string, and a pulley. They somehow got onto the table, and they formed a conga line and pulled together, and the parcel came floating up - so fortunate there were no slips or falls. Quite resourceful of them, I have to admit. 
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The Centre of my Universe (mindless)

Once on the table it was a simple matter of bringing it in away from the edge to avoid any untoward incidents - just in case the phone Google Overlord suffered from vertigo, as Greeneon said. Not to mention, Cupcake can be a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to having just so, and she wanted the box in the centre of the table. And what Cupcake wants, Cupcake gets.
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Cuts like a knife: A knive was procured and inserted into the flap of the parcel and they sawed down the tape and started removing the outer covering by dint of pushing and pulling. Those stubby little arms are stronger and more agile than you might think. 
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Freedom: Once the outer wrapping was torn off, and the palanquin white box taken out of the package, it was an easy matter of sliding the top off. According to Hexcode, normally very rational, "It was dead exciting, the air was electric! We kept discharging ourselves on the knife so we wouldn't shock the phone Google Overlord!!" The others variously sighed or squealed, depending on their characters at this memory.
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Adoration: Once the phone Google Overlord was out of his chariot box, he was raised up onto a makeshift dais and they turned it on, and sat around it in total adoration, admiring its sleek lines and celerity in doing things set up the software, synced my accounts and downloaded the applications that I use on a day to day basis. "Lo it was quick, the phone Google Overlord is ever so responsive!", Racer said. 
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Sneep of the weary: Then they went to bed, all tuckered out after a long day of hiking, climbing,attacking accepting packages from Fedex, carrying it up 45 steps and onto a table/. And that's where I found them when I returned home that day, sleeping deeply and looking seemingly innocent. 
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And that, Little M, is how the Android Army got the new Galaxy Nexus Phone to me for Christmas. And we all lived happily ever after, except Bell the evil phone company is not happy with me, but that's their fault and not mine!