The Hazelnut Race: Vol. 3

“We should turn around,” suggested Pita, shaking as they entered the storm.
" Out of the question ! We need those nuts. You're still scared of everything anyway. Pika replied curtly.
"You're the one taking the crazy risk!" What if we were struck by lightning?? »
It was starting to rain. Drops the size of hazelnuts fell from the sky and threatened the three airmen. The tit dodged the drops but they were more and more numerous.
“Hang on! cried the chickadee.
Indeed, it had become difficult for the two squirrels not to slip from the back of the bird.

Suddenly, thunder sounded as if the whole sky was going to collapse. A huge white glow invaded the sky, blinding the titmouse.
"I can't see anything anymore. I can no longer dodge anything. We must land! »
"She's right Pika. Pita nodded, trembling.
“Shut up sissy. shouted Pika brutally. “Bit, follow my voice. Head to the left. Now to the right”.
The chickadee was somehow following Pika's directions.

"Watch out Pika! cried Pita as a huge hailstone was heading straight for them. But too late! The hailstone fell right on Pika's head and knocked him out.
Pita and the chickadee were on their own.
"We should really come down and land now," said the chickadee.
Pita was about to nod when he saw, piercing the immense gray clouds, a small ray of light.
"No I have an idea. Keep gaining altitude"

" This is madness !" exclaimed the chickadee.
“Trust me,” said Pita with more determination than he had ever had in his life. The chickadee had no choice but to trust him and began to gain altitude.
The higher they got, the stronger the wind.
" Hold on ! Just a little more effort. Pita encouraged. Suddenly, the tit pierced the clouds and a magnificent golden light illuminated the large expanse of clouds that were in front of them. They were now above the storm, safe.

Slowly, Pika woke up, a huge bump on her forehead as a bonus.
" Where we are ? The storm is over? »
“You should thank your brother. Pita saved our lives” explained the chickadee.
“Is it true Pita?? Oh excuse me…” Pita took her brother in her arms and added “I promise to never call you a wimp again…”

Once the storm passed, the tit began its descent. They landed on a tree in the middle of a forest.
“Whoa then. Look at Pita, he has hazelnuts everywhere! »
"Yes, it's amazing! It's as if we were the first to come. We made it Pika! »
This is how Pika and Pita came home, with enough hazelnuts to last all winter, and on the back of a chickadee, please!