Haven i Jerne

Lystig felt a little safer when Fjære flew up and started keeping watch. Her clear whistles and constant vigilance gave him the extra calm he needed to keep working. However, it would soon become clear that even with a helpful friend like Fjære, completing his grand plan was far from easy.

By now, he had filled his small sack with a significant number of Christmas lights and had worked quickly to avoid being discovered. Yet, there was one thing he hadn’t prepared for: the weather. As he made his way back to his little hideout in the corner of the garden, it began to rain. Not just a drizzle—a full downpour, with small streams of water quickly trickling through the garden.

Lystig glanced up at the sky and saw dark clouds rolling in. He knew this could be a problem. The lights were not only fragile but also old. If they got wet, they might stop working, which could delay his project significantly. That’s why he had tried to work so fast, but now he was running out of time before the rain ruined everything he had achieved.

He quickly dashed to a small hidden burrow he had made behind some bushes. It wasn’t much, but it was dry, and it was where he stored the items he had collected during his adventures. Lystig dove into the hole and began pulling the lights out of the sack to make sure they weren’t damaged. He tried drying them with his little hands, but it wasn’t easy as the rain continued to pour around him.

“Ugh,” Lystig mumbled to himself. “I can’t let these lights get wet. If they break, I’ll have to start over.”

Just then, he heard Fjære’s whistle again, this time with a slightly nervous tone. Lystig quickly looked up and peered out of the bushes to see what was going on.

Fjære flew down to him and perched quickly on his shoulder. “Lystig, there’s something you should know. The humans are coming into the garden! They’ve had their morning coffee, and now it looks like they’re about to do some work outside. If they see you with the lights, they’ll be suspicious.”

Lystig’s heart sank. He had been so close to getting the lights stashed safely in the garden, but now he faced an entirely new challenge. The humans were nearby, and they could pass right by while he was still struggling to dry the lights and secure them.

“I need to find a place to hide!” Lystig thought quickly and glanced around. “But where? There aren’t many places to hide here.”

He looked around rapidly and spotted an old birdhouse that had been abandoned by its previous occupant. The birdhouse was a bit larger than his burrow, but it was perfect for hiding. It might not be the best choice, but it was quick, and Lystig didn’t have time to be picky.

With one swift motion, he ran toward the birdhouse and leapt onto its edge. Glancing back, he could already see the humans stepping out of their house, dressed in raincoats and ready to work in the garden. Lystig panicked a little, but with Fjære’s help, he quickly flew into the birdhouse and disappeared from view.

“Thanks, Fjære,” Lystig whispered as he settled down and cautiously peeked through the cracks in the birdhouse. “That was close.”

“You’re lucky,” Fjære chirped cheerfully. “The humans are heading to their garden beds and haven’t noticed you. You’ve got a moment to breathe, but we need to hurry before the rain ruins everything.”

Lystig nodded and looked down at the lights in his small hands. The rain kept pouring, and he knew he needed to find a solution quickly. It was impossible to work under these conditions, but he couldn’t give up now. The humans were outside, and he was so close to finishing the project.

Lystig looked at Fjære and had an idea. “Fjære, can you help me find a better hiding spot? Maybe somewhere higher up where we can stay dry and work quickly?”

Fjære nodded eagerly. “Let me think… I know just the place. There’s a favorite spot of mine high up in a tree. We can work from there and stay hidden. You won’t be seen.”

Lystig set the lights down and prepared to follow Fjære. He knew they had been given a second chance, but they needed to act fast. The rain was getting heavier, and if they didn’t find a solution soon, they risked losing everything they had worked for.