Give up his bucket? No, no, no, that simply wouldn’t do. How could Harvey give up his bucket after everything they’d been through together? And yet that was exactly what the narrator demanded of him – that horrible narrator who was a tyrant over their lives. She wanted – no, demanded – that he give up his greatest companion, his only true friend in the world.
But he did really want to be in stories about a video production company. He thought of all the post-production services he could offer to people, all the videos he could edit and all the animations he could do. How could he pass up an opportunity like this?
Despite the fact that Bucket remained silent in his arms, Harvey swore he could hear his companion’s voice calling out to him, begging Harvey to remember all the fun times they’d had together. The trip to the hardware store to get timber, their secret mission to get wifi installed for Bucket, the journey they shared through the sewers. He couldn’t throw that all away just to work in video editing!
Another voice called to him now – the voice of his maker – tempting him with an offer he simply couldn’t refuse. Corporate video production near Melbourne was where all the cool people worked. He’d never have another boring day in his life. It would be a fulfilling job – one that he could be proud of. Wasn’t that worth giving up some stupid, overpowered bucket for?
“Hold on,” said Bucket, speaking out loud now. “You told Harvey that he couldn’t work in the building industry because the story has to be about certain businesses, but the characters aren’t allowed to work for them. So how could Harvey possibly become a video editor?”
The narrator bit her lip. “Well, you see, it’s a little more complicated with this one. Since the business is technically ours, there’s no client to get upset about the nature of the story. They won’t feel like they are being represented in a poor light. At least, I think that’s how it works. I’m pretty sure it’s not a requirement or anything.”
“You think?” said Bucket. “I’m sorry, narrator, but that’s just not going to cut it.”
I’m starting to feel like my dream of working in video production is slipping away. It’s now been six years since I finished university, which is much longer than I studied in the first place. If I was to ever get hired, I’d probably have to do some sort of short course to learn more about the way video production works today. Technology is always improving and progressing and if you don’t get ahead of the curve, you fall behind. Having not studied for six years now, I’ve definitely started to fall behind. I think my dream is over.