Well, the winged minions flew together in a great migrating cloud, scattering across the sky in v shaped vs, so that the front one could lead and all the others could be a bit lazy as was their nature. The towering cloudy cloud structures presenting cliffs and mountains to circumvent.
They climbed higher and higher and got smaller and smaller, if you were standing on the ground and looking up.
To Vivainne, Sheba and the Sphinx the Minions looked bigger and bigger as they slowly flew closer and closer to the swathe of fleeing Minions upon their flying carpets, I mean electric hovering mats.
Berthe! Barbara! Belushi! Called Vivainne, turn to us that we may parley, we have a proposal that may of interest to you be.
The horde of wing ed creatures slowed and three of them came separate and flew down to where Vivainne et al were pursuant.
What is it your offer? said Berthe as she held with easy power wing beats, we will, important, to us, anyway.
Do you want to earn some points? Asked Vivainne, What is the harm to being a useful engine? I have a ruse in where yourselves might bathe in the warm light of our admiration and praise will come flowing to you in chunks. Would you hear my?
We would hear it, but speak up as Barbara is hard to hear.
I may be able to help with that, said Sheba, Tell her to come and see me later in my medicine cabinet.
Go and see Sheba after we are done here, shouted Brethe to Barbara, She can help with your hears.
What? Said Barbara looking confused.
I’ll tell you later, bellowed Berthe in her face, to which Barbara nodded.
Well, continued Vivainne, We of Az are in need of your helping, if you could find and bring your wing power, yes, wing power to bear upon the mighty wind turbines above the City, it will be wellbeing all round for all in the city and you could name your rewards as on top of bathing in admiration like the sunshine.
Name our rewards you say, said Berthe, slow and thoughtful, sounds of interest I say. That might I expecting a long, long lists, hmm. I shall now consult the wing ed horde with your proposal and return, if all goes, with a representative list of demands, the long version shall be delivered prior to commencement of the task in hand and will be included in the small print of the contractuals.
We are going now, Berthe bellowed in Barbra’s ears, and off they trot to consult and eventually Berthe returning after seeming an age of sit about, with a list of.
Here then is it, came Berthe alone, It is not in alphabetical because that is a sore point, read it and weep.
This then is a small extract from the representative list of demands made by the Wing ed Minions beginning with B.
If, and we make no promises, the Winged Minions were to accept this task of fuelling the great wind turbines above and beyond the great city of Az we would receive in return these things.
A lifelong supply of jelly babies, Eight fast cars, A large bag of expensive, Matching jackets for all the Minions in sparkly white, with a feathery wing logo over the heart, Seven sets of scrabbles, should be enough, An invitation to take a holiday in the cloud city of Aramatos, which is the home city of all flying beings but is super expensive, Twelve gold rings, A settee or couch or thing to sit on set in a leafy arbor where the weather is always mild. In which we can take turns, An everlasting Christmas tree,1000 new names not beginning with B.
The list, it continued.
Vivainne readed all the list in entire length falling like a comedy scroll down and down and down. It did take a bit.
Well, said Vivainne, voice sound like phew! That is a list and it is certain long. I think that this can satisfy, but I have not been able to give timings on all these requisites, some, like the fast cars, have not yet been invented and so consequent might take a little. All I can make guarantee with my word and oath is that we shall make best and honest effort to satisfy and complete.
That is all we can indeed so the let me call for a redirection of the Minions migration till they are direct to Az with no more ado.
They Flew.
The Guardians of the Cave 