according to a footnote to professor bile’s rather relative theory about something or possibly something else (it is not really relevant you know) a butterfly beating its wings can cause great havoc to the dairy industry. not that this specific, bright blue specimen particularly cares about such matters, it has other, far more pressing concerns because, you see, it is being chased by dr shy–

presently he is running through meadows, cooing and chirping like a small girl, he is running this way and that in pursuit of the little fluttering creature in front.
and so intent is he on the chase ahead that he no longer takes any notice of his surroundings, neither the flowers with their bright colours and their pungent smells, nor the buzzing bees busy amongst them can capture his attention, nor does he notice the dark pit gaping like a gateway to an otherly unbeknownst universe. no, he recks nought for it. and thus, as it happens, he fails to notice that his present course bears him right towards it.
in fact, he just stepped out over its brim and suddenly, as the world turns topsy-turvy, the object of his desire topples from view. and there you are: with a shriek dr shy falls down into the dark abyss.

a while later the butterfly landed on a nearby flower, stretched its wings and sadly wondered what had happened to its little playmate. it did not wonder long however, after a refreshing drought of nectar it alights again and somewhere, somehow, for no apparent reason, a flourishing dairy farm suddenly goes bankrupt.