ankurbAndy was still stressed out, after having not being able to telepathetically contact Pony the Gray. He desperately needed consultants; after all, that was the way they did things in Holy Wood. Andy tried to contact Vivian, another expert in the field of moving pictures, but even his telepathetic lines were closed. Vivian had recently shifted to Shypod from Dipsville, because he had lost his musical thingamajig while working on a motion picture for King Viktor the Miserly.
Phew! Convoluted storyline. Or maybe, not. After all, even J K Rowling claims to have written The Last Chapter of Ye Booke beforehand. So this is the last paragraph of the story, which Vivek came up with. Pretty true, seeing that we ultimately HAD to give practicals, from which we were supposed to be exempted…
Alas, the Shakespeareans, after their immensely applauded success with the analytical engine, were deceived by King Viktor the Miserly and were forced to pay the monthly taxes. The unprepared fools were struck down by this ruling and they had to scrounge for each penny.