Tom and Cat were walking in the rain.
The new jester was at the blacksmith shop.
"Why isn't the jester practicing?" asked Tom.
"The Grand Banquet is tomorrow!"
"Maybe he needs tin plates to juggle," Cat said.
"True," Tom said.
"He can't break more of the queen's dishes!"
But the jester did not buy tin plates.
The jester was just taking a walk.
Suddenly he stopped near the castle wall.
He looked closely at a crack.
"That's strange," Cat said.
"The jester looks worried," Tom said.
"Maybe I can help."
"You have a kind heart," Cat said.
"Jester!" Tom called.
The jester jumped.
He looked ready to run away.
"Stop! I want to help," Tom said.
The jester looked sad.
"I'm Tink the Tinker," he said.
"I fix things.
I don't know how to be a jester."
"It's easy," Tom said.
"Jump into the air and flip around."
Tink jumped and flipped.
Then he flopped.
"Oops," Tom said.
"Try dancing a jig instead."
Tink danced.
He knocked over a pile of tomatoes.
"Dirk is going to be very mad!" Tink said.
He hurried away.
Cat licked her paws.
"The Grand Banquet will be interesting," she said.