The whole world changed back to as it was and the Oswaldtwistletonian Gentleman was gone. A new member had arrived and looked sheepish.
Tobias retorted, "Blimey! You've got a fertile imagination, haven't you?!"
The new member was a boy of 10 called John. He was rather small and full of freckles; there was also mischief in his eyes.
"No-one, under any circumstances, tries to rule this world. Understood?" cried another.
John was slow towards this and got carried away. Our protagonists got up, carried on and poor John was left behind licking his wounds.