One evening, Mogey and Smush were preparing the house for their uncle, Lord Applethwait-Tongstone, to make his yearly visit. Lord Applethwait-Tongstone had very particular tastes, and though it was an arduous task for Mogey and Smush to ready the house for his arrival, the exotic spices and penguin meat he brought made it well worth the effort.
"Oh no, Smush, oh no!" Mogey cried, racing down the stairs. "I've forgotten to get sea urchins for Uncle Lord Applethwait-Tongstone's bedchamber!"
"No sea urchins?" Smush demanded, cuffing Mogey across the ears. "Mogey, you dolt! How could you forget? Last time we didn't have sea urchins, Uncle Lord Applethwait-Tongstone walked straight out of the house, and we were a whole year without paprika or penguin steaks. I won't have another year that wretched, I just won't!"
"Then what are we to do?" Mogey asked.
"I'll tell you what, Mogers," Smush replied. "Go find some hedgehogs and tickle their tummies so they curl up into little balls. Uncle Lord Applethwait-Tongstone will never know the difference between them and sea urchins."
"But what about when they uncurl and Uncle Lord Applethwait-Tongstone wakes up with hedgehogs crawling all over his bedchamber?" Mogey queried.
"Mogey, my good man," Smush said, clapping Mogey on the shoulder, "we'll cross that bridge when we come to it."
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