And Kevin immediately flops onto his back with a hysterical giggle. "Hi Paras. I'm Kevin." He pries his fingers off the knife with his other hand and rubs the sensation back into it.

Mr. Wonka skips and hops back at their landing site with a hatful of the choicest fruit in his arms, whereupon he is greeted by the sight of a pair of scuffed, bruised, and battered combatants lying winded and giddy on the wet and leaf-strewn ground. Apparently, the boy Kevin and the strange colossal (intelligent??) bug engaged in a duel (??) in the brief interval he was away and have now become friends (??) as a result.

"Ah, what an unexpected and dare I say scientifically fascinating development! Specifically, I am delighted to report that I found apple trees nearby! Quite likely to be a previously-unknown varietal, to boot!"