Our Mental Health Day

Today has been really stressful for Lady Penelope, Parker and me. We were forced out on a mission for International Rescue, and Parker was so stressed he almost swerved off the road. But luckily, when Penelope contacted Jeff through her compact, he told us to have a mental health day. "Head home, do what you like to do, and get yourself recharged," he told us.

So we went home, and that was exactly what we did: have a mental health day. While Parker put his feet up with a mug of coffee, Penelope and I had a little 'us time'. We did some painting together, and while Penelope made a pretty marvellous masterpiece, I did some messy hand painting, which came in useful at one point. Later, we both had a luxurious bath with lots of bubbles - for me, it was to wash off all the paint on my body, and we just relaxed and felt the water loosen our muscles. After we've dried, we settled in our pyjamas and had 'er ladyship's favourite cocoa - it was so warm and delicious that I couldn't help but ask for a second mugful, which made Penelope giggle. To see how warm we were, we put our feet together and wiggled our toes, which made us both giggle, like we were besties for life.

Finally, we both felt extremely tired, so we went upstairs to clean our teeth and snuggle under the covers. We were both safe and warm together in bed, dreaming of another day of fun - just us two, together.

Garden Island

Lady Penelope had a stressful day of going on mission after mission for International Rescue, so she needed to have a relaxing sit down in her lounge. However, it came as no big surprise to her when she found a set of golden footprints leading out of the lounge. She decided to follow them.

Through room after room she followed them, until she found me dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and shorts, with a lei around my neck. "Follow me to Garden Island - it's a vacation you don't want to miss out," I smiled, and I lead Penelope into the garden. It was decorated in hibiscus flowers and fairy lights which glowed in the light of the dark sunset. Penelope was shocked and amazed by her surprise, and gave me a big hug. "Thank you for a marvellous surprise, little Sybil," she smiled. "My pleasure," I said.

We spent the rest of the evening pretending to fish and cook on a pretend fire (which is actually a lantern), and relaxing, embracing how simple island life is. Penelope was so relaxed, she forgot all about the stressing mission and just enjoyed the simple pleasures in life, with me by her side...

That is, until Parker got washed up on our 'island'. "Oh, a visitor!" I cried, "How kind. You know what, dear islander? We shan't eat him. We should just welcome him into our fray."