George wriggled his way to the surface near to a large oak tree.
On the ground was sewing box someone had left behind, with elastic clearly visible. As George looked curiously , he saw movement.
Cecil Centipede had been passing by when he too had noticed and stopped to have a closer look.
'Morning Cecil.
'Morning George' said Cecil. 'Any luck with the flying?'
'No' answered George,'not yet. Look at these. Let's have some fun with the elastic!'
Gripping hard with all his extra feet and hands, Cecil helped George to pull out the elastic. Then they climbed the tree, with Cecil holding one end of the elastic with one hand.
As they came to a fork in the main trunk, they pondered on which direction to take. Seeing Sebastian Spider's web sprawled over towards the left, they carefully went almost to the web, and, using some of the loose ends of the sticky web, they knotted the elastic around the tree, so it dangled down towards the floor.
Climing gingerly on to the elastic, George tentatively started to wriggle down it until he was hanging about half-way down. With a few more aggressive wriggles, George found the elastic was around his body and he was hanging in mid air. Because it was elastic it stretched springily.
Boinnng! Boing.
'this is fun' called George to Cecil.
Cecil wasn't too sure about all this. But then he knew his friend was a bit strange, and if George wanted to take up Bungee jumping, then he couldn't see any reason why he shouldn't.