Chapter 6: The Escape
Mr. Kirke stood in a gigantic hole in the prison wall, that he had apparently created with a few dozen sticks of dynamite. His previously white suit was now covered in dust and debris. His glasses were also covered in dirt, but his eyes and hair were just as crazed as ever. He stood there for a while, awkwardly staring at the two children. Then he pointed to the hole. "Boogidy Boo."
"I think he wants us to go through the hole." Edmund exclaimed.
"Well, I do believe that's quite obvious," said Lucy.
But neither child made a move toward the man. They stood there, hands in pockets looking into the gaping hole in the wall.
Mr. Kirke sighed. "Boog…id…y…boo," the man said, pronouncing each syllable carefully.
"Perhaps we should go."
"Yes," replied Edmund as he walked towards the hole. Lucy followed him, and behind her, Kirke, breathing a sigh of relief.
Just as they all exited the prison, Tumnus came down the stairs holding two new prisoners. When he saw the empty cell, he stomped his feet angrily. "Oh! They escaped!" He opened the door of the cell and threw the two new prisoners, Susan and Edmund into it. "You stay there while I go and search for the other two." He closed the door and left, ignoring the rather obvious hole in the wall.
Peter spoke up. "Sir, there's a h…" He was cut off as Susan, being the smart one, cupped her hand over her mouth.
"You idiot!" Susan muttered. "That's our escape. You don't want him to know about the hole!"
"Ooooh." Peter's voice was muffled.
They waited until Tumnus had gone all the way up the stairs, then went through the hole in the wall.
Edmund, Lucy and Kirke emerged outdoors. Mr. Kirke led them to a white sledge and as soon as Edmund saw it, he recognized it. "Lucy, this is the sledge I told you about! See it's white, and the white reindeer…"
"I get the point! It's white!"
Edmund folded his arms and leaned in a gangster position. "Don't be racist, dawg."
"What? But you just said that all that stuff was white."
"I didn't say it in a racist way!"
"Boogidy boo!" Mr. Kirke was ushering them into the sledge.
Lucy sighed. "Let's go."
They both got in the sledge and they shot off, leaving Peter and Susan racing after it. "No! Don't leave! COME ON!" Peter shouted. They stumbled through the fresh snow, coats flailing behind them. The sledge did not stop, nor did it's occupants look back. "They had to have heard us."
But Susan and Peter were not the only ones that were chasing the sledge. Tumnus appeared from around the corner of the house, also running after the departing children. "NO! I'm supposed to get paid! No!"
Susan and Peter watched him leave and then Peter pointed to their right. Susan understood. They couldn't let Mr. Tumnus get them after he realized that the sledge was not going to stop. They slowly walked to the left, away form Mr. Tumnus and the house.
Lucy and Edmund sat peacefully as the sledge flew through the snow, not thinking about where they were going at all at the moment. For some odd reason the snow was melting. Winter for so many years and now it was melting. Strange.
After an hour of going along like that, Edmund suddenly DID wonder where they were going. "Mr. Kirke, where are we going?"
The man turned to him, stared at him for a while then pointed forward. "Boogidy Boo."
"Um…that means…"
"Boogidy Boo."
"What?"
The midget we mentioned long ago that was pushing the reindeer along said, "He says, 'We're going to the lovely and quite magnificent house of the two beavers quite obviously named Mr. and Mrs. Beaver. Yes, it is quite odd that their names are what they are. It's like one of us being called Mr. Human. Or the person up front being called Mr. Midget. No offense intended, Milo. Milo is his name. Oh, and if you're wondering, yes, Mr. Milo can understand me.' That's exactly what he said."
"Wow," exclaimed Edmund. "He said all that in 'Boogidy Boo?"
"Yep."
The children sat, astonished. All along, whenever Mr. Kirke had said 'Boogidy Boo,' it could have meant any number of things. They were actually, when translated, educated and intricate statements.
"Boogidy Boo."
"He says we're almost there."
"Wait, so why are we going to an animal's house?" inquired Edmund.
"Boogidy Boo!" Mr. Kirke slapped his head into his hand. "
"He says he forgot to tell you. Animals can talk."
Edmund's jaw dropped. This 'Nunya' place was full of surprises.
Soon, they arrived at the beavers' house and got out of the sledge. The beavers' house was made all of sticks, and was circular. There was another sledge beside the house with the words 'The Installers' on it. There were two beavers close by the house, installing AC into the house.
"Is that Mr. and Mrs. Beaver?" Edmund asked.
Mr. Kirke shook his head. "Boogidy Boo."
"He says…"
Edmund quickly interrupted. "Milo, there are some phrases that don't need translation."
"Fine. I guess you don't want my help."
"No, it's not like that…"
"Talk to the tiny hand!" Milo said raising a tiny hand
Soon they reached the house Kirke opened the door. "Boogidy boo!"
"Well, hello to you too, dear Mr. Kirke!" a voice came from inside.