“What’s a platypus?” Nod cocked his head to the side.
“I’m not sure,” Marne smiled at her student, “it’s a good thing we’re at the Stump today for our lessons. Why don’t we ask Mr. Nim?”
“Okay!” Nod ran to the caterpillar, darting through moths and jinn studying the scrolls.”Mr. Nim! Mr. Nim! What’s a platypus?”
“A platy-what?” Nim lifted the boy up onto the table he was working on.
“A ptaypus!” Nod swung his feet, “Eastofthemoon wants to know about platypuses and I don’t know what they are.”
“Well, let see what I can find,” Nim left the boy sitting on his table and went poking through the section of scrolls on animal.
After a few minutes of looking he gave a cry of triumph and came back with a scroll in hand, “here they are! They’re from a place called Australia.”
“Mrs. Marne showed me a scroll with birds from Australia,” Nod said excitedly, “are they a bird?”
“I don’t think so,” Nim opened the scroll on the table so the boy could see it.
“They’re funny looking,” Nod giggled at the sketches on the scroll.
“It says here they don’t do much,” Nim scratched his head with one hand, using two more to keep the scroll open.
“That’s not true,” Nod shook his head, “the scroll has lots of things that they do.”
After reading the scroll and looking at the pictures and asking Nim lots of things about the parts that were hard to read, Nod was ready to make his report to Eastofthemoon.
“Here’s all about the platypus,” the boy announced, “they look funny and they have a bill like a duck and a tail and feet like beavers and they’re furry and swim in the water and they lay eggs and they live in a place called Australia that is far, far away on the other side of the ocean and there are great big birds that live there called Emus that Mrs. Marne told me about and they’re bigger than a deer, but I don’t think that platypuses are that big.
“and they eat worms and bugs and little crawly things that live in the water called shrimp and the boys have spikes on their back legs that are poisonous like a snake.
“and I think I should get a platypus because we could swim together and I would get a girl so she wouldn’t be poisonous and she would lay eggs and I could help her take care of the babies and they’re neat because they’re like a whole bunch of animals all squished together in one.”
Nim chuckled as the boy chattered happily. It was lucky for Ronin that the chances of them ever coming across a platypus in this part of the world were slim, or he would have found himself having to explain why a poisonous duck-beaver would be a bad pet.
(Thanks for the ask! This was a fun one. :))