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♪ Hey, what ya doing?
♪ Everybody's moving ♪ It's time for Little Lunch
♪ It's time for running, swinging, sliding
♪ Time to bounce and seek and hide Time for shouting, laughing, climbing
♪ Skip this beat and start that rhyme
♪ Before your class goes back Well, you gotta eat your snack
♪ Take off the plastic wrap
♪ And do a little handclap
♪ Hey, what ya doing?
♪ Everybody's moving Hey, what ya doing?
♪ Little Lunch! ♪
Mrs Gonsha says that everyone needs to take some kind of leadership role.
I'm the productive garden monitor.
I'm the class representative for the student council.
I'm the house sports captain.
I'm the library monitor.
I'm also the maths secretary, the art room manager,
and the line monitor.
I'm the phone monitor.
This is my first day. I'm not actually sure what phone monitors do.
They answer the phone. Oh.
I'm also the pencil sharpeners monitor, the desk checker,
the sink monitor and the science secretary.
The science secretary? I'm also Monday folders assistant,
Tuesday folders assistant, Wednesday folders assistant...
There is no such thing as the Monday folders assistant,
or the Tuesday folders assistant, or the desk checker.
At least, there wasn't until Debra-Jo
got a badge maker for her birthday.
Technically, they're not actual leadership roles,
but just because I made them up doesn't mean they're not real.
That's exactly what it means.
Well, I take my made-up leadership roles seriously.
I do check the desks, sinks and folders.
I'm not like Rory,
who makes up completely unrealistic leadership roles...
I'm the assistant principal of the whole school.
..because, by the way, Rory is NOT the assistant principal.
He's just always in trouble so he's always in the principal's office.
He must feel like her assistant sometimes.
Morning, Linda. She's at a conference till 2:00.
Love the earrings.
Linda's the office manager. She holds this whole place together.
We're lucky to have her on the team.
Though Mrs Gonsha says it's important for us all
to have leadership roles, Rory doesn't have one.
Which is why he says he's the assistant principal.
Or sometimes he's an Air Force pilot.
Or once said he was a cartoon character in a cartoon movie.
Which is obviously not true.
Or why last Wednesday he said he was the Prime Minister.
We were learning about the government,
and for once, Rory was paying attention.
He was copying my work without making any mistakes.
Then he suddenly leapt out of his seat.
Hey, everybody, I'm the Prime Minister.
Well, thank you for letting us know.
Could the Prime Minister please sit down and finish his work?
100! At little lunch, we realised Rory had not been joking.
He really thought he was the Prime Minister
and he really thought that meant he could do whatever he wanted.
The Prime Minister does not get to use the girls toilets
unless she's a girl.
But you have the nice bubbly soap.
He thought he could do whatever he wanted.
Oi!
Whatever he wanted.
Who wants their hanky back?
Melanie does. Give it back.
No, I think the Prime Minister wants to keep it.
But Mrs Gonsha, she won't play chase with me unless I've got her hanky.
Which is very annoying, because I'm the Prime Minister.
She should do whatever I say.
Prime Ministers don't steal hankies.
They're supposed to keep everybody happy and safe.
By the way, you're not the Prime Minister. Minkle.
Alright. I've got an idea.
Mrs Gonsha had a really exciting idea
to turn Rory's problem into a learning situation.
Are you sure you don't have a badge that says,
'Captain of the boring team?' What? Nothing.
Mrs Gonsha said that a person can't just say they're the Prime Minister,
they have to... ..be elected by the people.
So maybe WE should have an election.
Who wants to run for the job of Prime Minister? Me!
Nobody else? Good. I won. I am now your leader. Obey me.
OBEY ME!
Mrs Gonsha, I'll run for the job of Prime Minister too. Minkle.
Just have to find a bit of space for my new Prime minister badge.
Wait! I wanna run for the job too. I'm a VERY good runner.
Here are our candidates. The three of you need an election campaign,
which means you'll each need a campaign manager.
I liked the idea of being a campaign manager...
..against Rory.
I was still really angry that he ate my custard pastry.
Even though Debra-Jo can be really annoying,
I thought she had the most chance of beating Rory.
So I said I'd head up her campaign.
That's politics.
Atticus can be quite bossy and argumentative,
so it's surprising that we kind of agreed on everything.
First policy. Why don't we make Thursday...
..Sushi day.
Because we could orders put in the day before, and get...
..Sushi delivered to the school.
We actually made a good team - against Rory,
and his campaign manager.
Who is me. I wasn't keen on being Rory's campaign manager.
I don't like being under that kind of pressure.
Battie, the phone's off the hook. I just need a break from answering.
But you haven't even answered it yet!
See what I mean by pressure?
I asked Melanie to be my campaign manager.
And I said no, but then I realised I had no-one to play with
for the rest of little lunch.
So I said yes. I probably should have just played by myself.
More PE classes, more basketball courts, more netball courts,
more soccer fields, more...
It can't just be about sport, Tamara.
We need other policies too. You're right, Melanie.
More table tennis tables. That's a sport!
I don't think so.
At least Tamara had some definite policy ideas.
Rory's only idea was to make me carry him around
and protect him from assassins.
Assassins! Where?
Everywhere! We're surrounded! Escape, escape!
By the end of little lunch I was a nervous wreck.
I didn't even have time to get a nap.
Usually I try to get a quick nap in before the bell.
Battie, go on, answer it.
Hello?
Yes. Yes.
That's right. On Thursday.
Three.
No.
Yes. OK.
Bye-bye.
Wrong number.
After we got back into class,
Mrs Gonsha said each candidate had to give a short speech about...
..what you'll do if you become Prime Minister.
Rory, you can go first. Get off Battie, please.
Battie, my speech.
I didn't write a speech.
Rory did quite well without a speech.
I am Mrs Gonsha. I talk like this.
I am Mrs Gonsha.
I walk like this.
Firstly, I don't think that's how I walk and talk.
And secondly, how is that a campaign speech?
How is it not?
Battie, where was your input? I was mainly on assassin duty.
Right. Sit down, both of you. Tamara and Melanie, you're next.
I was really excited to be going after Rory.
Melanie and I had written a really good speech.
We had written a really LONG speech.
More netball courts, more basketball courts,
more soccer fields, a swimming pool...
A really, REALLY long speech.
..a running track, a big trampoline for the gym, a gym...
It went for hours.
It's surprising how exhausting it is
listening to someone just talk about so much sport.
..a long-jumping pit,
another swimming pool next to the first one, but bigger,
and a beach volleyball court.
Mrs Gonsha? I finished!
Oh, good. Well done, Tamara. Well, help Melanie up.
That was very, um... Maybe we need to open a window.
To say Tamara was out of touch with voters would be an understatement.
Her speech was not only incredibly boring, but also very impractical.
Where did she think we'd get money for a beach volleyball court?
That's a lot of sausage sizzles.
Atticus and I knew we were in a really strong position.
Men and women of Australia,
if I'm elected your Prime Minister today,
I promise to have sushi delivered on Thursdays.
We will have healthy fruit Fridays...
..more bike racks...
I was really happy that we came up with a really good platform
but I was mainly happy because we were going to beat Rory and Battie.
No offence, Battie. None taken.
I know how much he likes his custard pastries.
There will be casual clothes days every Wednesday
with a gold coin donation to raise money for an orphanage in Cambodia.
Debra-Jo's speech was really, really good.
Everyone was getting excited.
There was this fun, bubbly feeling in the room.
I have to say Atticus is a very good campaign manager
at getting a fun and bubbly feeling going.
Vote for Debra-Jo, she's so smart.
She always gets an A for art! Vote for Debra-Jo...
It felt great. Our policies had really resonated with the people.
That was the moment I knew we were going to win.
..she's so smart, she always gets an A for art!
Guys! Wait, guys! Shh! One more thing...
One more thing? What one more thing? We had no more things!
We'd said all the things!
What are you doing? Watch. You're gonna love it.
And finally, because your education matters to me more than anything,
if I'm elected Prime Minister,
I promise one hour extra homework every night!
Oh!
That was the moment I knew we were gonna lose.
I suddenly thought I might be back in the race
because Debra-Jo and Atticus were over.
An extra hour's homework?! They'll thank me when they're 25.
But they won't vote for you when they're 11.
I suddenly realised how this whole election thing worked.
I had to give it another go.
Rory, sit down. You've had your go. We are now...
Hang on, Mrs Gonsha. I've had a rethink of my election campaign.
I didn't do it properly before when I pretended to be you. Sorry.
Alright. If you think you've got something to add.
I do. My party is now going to be called the Party On party.
I promise more movies in class.
I meant something sensible to add, Rory.
No times tables over five! You can't promise that!
There'll be free party bags on Wednesdays!
Rory! My dad's going to make spring rolls on Thursdays!
That's even better than sushi! Yay, I love spring rolls!
Rory was just making stuff up.
He was being cheap and sly and a total genius.
Suddenly, everyone wanted to vote for the Party On party.
More guys will come in and do balloon animals!
Everyone can bring their dogs to school!
Rory, that is enough. We'll build a swimming pool -
with a skateboard ramp going into it!
Why didn't Melanie think of that?
I was definitely NOT back in the race.
Vote for Rory! He's so cool!
He pees in the swimming pool!
Vote for Rory! He's so cool!
Rory won by a landslide. No-one else got a single vote.
Our new Prime Minister.
Mrs Gonsha said that our election showed democracy at work.
So, Mr Prime Minister, what are you going to do first?
Boys and girls of Australia,
I think today we will have one hour's LESS homework!
Alright. No homework today!
I hate democracy.
I turned out to be a very good Prime Minister.
For that afternoon, anyway.
Then everyone kept asking
when the lolly bags and spring rolls were coming.
And it got really boring.
Hey, when's the balloon guy coming?
I told you, I'm not the Prime Minister anymore. Go away.
I'm much happier being the Assistant Principal.
♪ Uh-huh Uh-huh
♪ Hey, whatcha doing?
♪ Everybody's moving Hey, whatcha doing?
♪ It's time for Little Lunch! ♪ Whoo!
Battie, did you hear about the big news that happened this morning?
Mum always tell me, it's rude to talk with your mouth full.
So when Debra-Jo asked me a question,
I couldn't answer because I didn't want to be rude.
Battie, are you listening? Did you hear about what happened?
But my dad always tells me
it's rude to not answer when people are talking to you.
So I thought maybe I should answer so I didn't sound rude.
Battie, I am talking to you.
Can you hear me?
What was I supposed to do?
So what happened this morning, Debra-Jo?
Yuck! That's the rudest thing I've ever seen!
Sorry.
Debra-Jo finally told me what happened -
how, that morning, she was in the school hallway...
And I was doing my hall monitor duties.
Then I turned into the corridor outside 6C.
It seemed a little darker than usual
and I was just thinking how quiet everything was when...
Hello, Debra-Jo.
Max and Elsa were at the end of the corridor.
They had walked out of class!
They had no teacher with them, no permission slip,
and there was no record of an early dismissal on my hall monitor sheet.
I was about to ask them what they were doing
but they were already gone.
It was exactly 9:38 on the clock in the corridor.
Why were they leaving at that time of morning with no explanation?
Why?
Another question and I still had my mouth full.
No matter what I did, it was gonna look weird, so I just went...
Mm-hmm? Is that all you have to say?
Mmm... hmm!
I cannot believe you're not taking this more seriously.
A pair of twins just disappeared.
We need to get to the bottom... Hey, Atticus!
Know what happened to Max and Elsa this morning?
No, what happened? I'm asking you.
Oh! No, I don't.
Wait!
I almost forgot! I saw something.
Something weird. What?
Well, I was working on my 'life-cycle of a chicken' diagram
when I got stuck on 'What came first, the chicken or the egg?'
The egg. I think it's the chicken.
Can't start a life-cycle with no egg. Can't have an egg without a chicken.
See why I was stuck?
What has this got to do with Max and Elsa?
Because I was stuck, I was staring out the window,
wondering, maybe I should start again with frogs.
But then what came first - the frog or the tadpo...
The twins were just standing there, looking back at me.
Then they smiled and said... Goodbye, Atticus.
Then they just walked off toward the junior school library.
I remember the time was 9:40am because Mrs Gonsha said...
Atticus, it's 9:40am.
No time for staring out of windows. Back to work.
So the twins left me in the corridor,
then they walked out past the classroom
where they said goodbye to you... Wait!
The twins said goodbye? They never say goodbye.
Was it a goodbye for now or a goodbye forever?
I think it was goodbye forever.
Why does my dad keep on buying those organic muesli bars?
They've got too many fruit and chewy things,
all held together with something sticky.
I think it's glue!
Maybe they've been expelled from school for being twins
and have been sent to a special twin school.
There's no special twin school.
There could be.
There may be a school where all the twins go to learn together.
There isn't.
You know that for a fact, Debra-Jo?
You know that for sure?
You are completely positive?
Well, not completely.
So there could be a special twin school.
I don't know!
So that's probably where they went. Mmm!
The more I chewed, the more chewy it got.
The more chewy it got, the more people got involved in the story.
OK, here's what I saw - I was in the Prep building
delivering a note to the junior school coordinator.
And on my way there, I saw Max and Elsa walking past
with a lady in a white shirt.
I remember it was exactly 4:30.
Are you sure it was 4:30?
I can tell the time, Debra-Jo.
And as they walked past,
I heard the person in the white shirt say something like,
'Faster, Max and Elsa. Hurry up!'
You do realise that 4:30 is in the afternoon?
That's... what the clock said.
So you're saying this happened in the future?
Because it's still morning now.
OK, maybe it wasn't actually 4:30
and maybe it wasn't actually a clock.
My mouth was numb and my jaws were aching.
I think I may have swallowed a tooth.
I really wanted to spit out the muesli bar
but the principal had taken all the bins away
so we couldn't bring rubbish to school.
I wish she hadn't taken them away
'cause Melanie was there now, saying she was coming from...
Over there. Where?
Just over there.
But where exactly? It doesn't matter.
We're trying to solve a mystery, Melanie. It does matter.
I was coming from the toilet, OK? Gross.
When I came out,
I saw Max and Elsa walking along with a woman in a white jacket,
like a doctor's jacket.
She was saying something like
'Faster, Max and Elsa.
Hurry, before it's too late.'
Yeah! When I looked out the window, I think I also saw a doctor.
Goodbye, Atticus.
She definitely had a stethoscope around her neck.
My doctor had a stethoscope around her neck!
They were walking fast towards the office.
I wonder if it was a medical emergency.
The twins probably needed a heart operation
because they share one heart.
Twins don't share a heart.
They do - I saw it on a TV show
called The Twins Who Shared One Heart.
That's twins who are conjoined.
What if Max and Elsa were once conjoined
and the doctor was sewing them back together?
That could be possible. It's not possible.
How do you know, Debra-Jo? Are you completely sure?
No. So they could be sewn back together.
I don't know! Then that's probably what happened.
Now I was getting angry with my dad.
How many times do I have to tell him,
get me the soft muesli bars - those supermarket ones,
with three raisins held together with sugar and air moisture.
I love those ones - if he'd got me those ones,
I would have been able to talk long before Rory came in.
You're all wrong!
I know the true facts
because I arrived at school this morning at 9:50.
Your usual arrival time.
Yep, I was at the office counter, signing my name in the late book,
when I heard a big engine start.
And a car was parked out the front with Max inside.
And he was wearing handcuffs! No, he wasn't.
I was standing right there
and there was a woman in a white jacket, who was a police officer!
Now I remember! My woman was a police officer too!
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I saw a police officer too, holding a taser!
She had a weird voice when she spoke.
So weird.
She sounded like, 'Max, you are under the arrest
for the murder of Elsa.
I am taking you away to test your DNA.'
Obviously, Max killed Elsa and was taken away to prison
by an international police officer from another country.
It does seem obvious when you explain it like this.
It's not obvious.
Of course, Max didn't kill Elsa,
because if he did kill Elsa, who was he standing with in the corridor
when I saw them at 9:38 this morning?
Maybe it was someone who looked exactly like Elsa but wasn't Elsa,
because not many people know this, but...
..Max and Elsa aren't actually twins!
They're triplets! There's a third twin!
You know, I think you're right.
I'm sure I heard about their third twin brother.
I think his name is Timmy. Yeah, good old Timmy.
Timmy? I needed to swallow this muesli bar.
So I swallowed it with one... noisy... gulp.
Sort of like an African python when it eats a baby wildebeest.
Listen.
Max wasn't arrested. Elsa wasn't murdered.
There is no third triplet and no twins being sewn up.
I knew it.
No international policewoman and no taser.
There was a taser!
I know exactly what happened to Max and Elsa.
I saw them this morning before bell and they told me the whole story.
Before bell? But you don't know what happened after bell.
Do you, Battie? Do you?
Battie wasn't a reliable witness so his statement had to be ignored.
There was definitely a murder at school between 9:38 and 9:50
and the schoolyard was now a crime scene.
That's a drawing of an elephant. It's the only thing I can draw.
OK, step back! Nothing to see here!
But no-one is dead! You don't know that.
Rory started searching for evidence.
I think he watches too many TV police shows.
Debra-Jo, take this back to the lab.
Gotcha, chief.
I think I do too.
That's not evidence. That's my cheese stick!
Obstruction of justice! Name and contact details!
Melanie. Spell it.
M-E-L...
What?
Max and Elsa!
And then Max and Elsa walked into school through the gates.
Weird.
Did one of you kill the other and escape from jail?
Why aren't you talking? What have you got to hide?
I'll handle this, Debra-Jo.
Why aren't... What is it, again?
'Why aren't you talking?'
Why aren't you talking?
Then what? 'What have you got to hide?'
What have you got to hide?
They're hiding something, alright. They won't talk.
They can't talk.
They've just been to the dentist.
That's what I've been trying to tell you.
They told me they were going to get braces this morning.
Did you get braces as a punishment for killing someone?
I think it was easier to communicate
when my mouth was full of muesli bar.
I started at the beginning.
Max and Elsa left the classroom at 9:38 this morning.
Hello, Debra-Jo.
They then walked outside and passed a classroom window
where they said goodbye to Atticus.
Goodbye, Atticus.
They met their mum outside the Prep building.
They went past the girls' toilets and headed towards the office.
They then walked through the office and left the school.
Bye, Rory. See ya, Max. Bye, Elsa.
And their mum drove them to the dentist in her car.
Did your third twin get braces too?
So there is no third twin?
And are you positively sure that neither of you are killers?
♪ Uh-huh Uh-huh
♪ Hey, whatcha doing?
♪ Everybody's moving Hey, whatcha doing?... ♪
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