Mr. Wogglebug and Jeremy continued to look for someone in the museum who could decipher the Tablet for them. They went into the hall of the Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Anderson where they met with many characters such as the three little pigs, Goldilocks and the three bears, Cinderella, Snow White, Rapunzel, Hansel and Gretel, Thumbelina, and the little mermaid, though they cam up as empty handed as ever in their quest.

As they were leaving the hall of old fairy tales they suddenly heard a thumping sound coming from behind them along with clinking and clanking. They turned around to see what it was and they were quite shocked and surprised to see it was a six foot tall and thin gray and white catlike person hopping along on one foot while he was balancing five huge stacks of various objects like books, telephones, fish bowls, and other things on one foot, on both of his hands, his long tail, and on top of his tall red ans white striped hat.

As they stared at him a he was approaching them they couldn't help but start to laugh at such an absurd sight. The Cat in the Hat hoped nimbly up to them and asked curiously, "What's so funny?"

"Why you are, of course!" Mr. Wogglebug replied as he chortled. "Look at yourself in a mirror and see for yourself what a sight for sore eyes you are in the state you have got yourself in, my fine fellow!"

"Oh, you mean these things," said the Cat in the Hat glancing at the tall piles of odds and ends in his limbs and tail. "Oh, I'm just helping this nice lady upstairs clean up the place."

"But why do it in such as a way as this?" Jeremy inquired unable to contain his laughter either.

"Why, to save time, of course," replied the Cat in the Hat as if this were the most obvious thing in the world. "After all, if you want a room to be clean of everything in it the only thing to do is to take everything out of it first."

"Well, I guess that does rather make sense," said Mr. Wogglebug with a lighthearted chuckle. He then cleared his throat and said, "We'd hate to bother you in such a condition as you are in, but can you tell us what this says?" He held up the Table for him to see.

The Cat in the Hat stared at the Tablet for a long moment unblinking. Then he said, "No, I'm afraid not. However I do suggest you go ask the nice lady upstairs about it because she seems to know practically everything. Also, she's English so be on your best behavior for her."

As they found themselves not have the best of luck downstairs, Mr. Wogglebug proposed to Jeremy they try looking for answers upstairs like the Cat in the Hat suggested.

"What have we got to lose?" Jeremy shrugged.

They went to the staircase and began climbing up its long flight. They were almost halfway up when suddenly they looked up and saw a most peculiar sight. They saw three young children of three boys and one girl wearing nightclothes and flying all around just below the ceiling. Beside the boy who was in front and wearing a green tunic was a tiny ball of brightly glowing yellow light that was making a tinkling noise.

"Oh my goodness!" exclaimed Mr. Wogglebug when he saw them. "I always thought only birds and some insects with wings could fly!"

"I know why they're flying!" said Jeremy. "Because they're Wendy, John, and Michael, with Peter Pan and Tinkerbell. I'd know them anywhere."

Just then they heard a soft and shrill voice of an English lady coming from above them to the left.

"Come down children at once! A museum is no place for flying around foolishly like a flock of wild crows!"

They all turned around and they found none other than Mary Poppins herself gliding gently toward them on the air with the aid of her magic umbrella. Jeremy decided she must be the nice English lady the Cat in the Hat had mentioned.

Peter Pan and the other children looked at her and then slowly floated downward onto the staircase landing.

"Now that is better," said Mary Poppins primly. She then glided down and stood beside them. "And what may I ask are you four doing out of your proper place at this hour of the night?"

"We were just having a little fun," said Peter Pan innocently.

"I thought we were trying to escape from Captain Hook," said Michael.

"Oh, and that too," added Peter.

By now Mr. Wogglebug and Jeremy had just joined them on the staircase landing. Jeremy approached Peter Pan and said, "Peter Pan! I'm so glad to meet you! I've always wanted to! Can you teach me how to fly?"

Peter Pan smiled and said, "Sure I can. All it takes is to think happy thoughts, and have faith and trust in yourself, and a little bit of pixie dust," he added the last part as he took hold of Tinkerbell and held her from behind as he shook her lightly above Jeremy's head and sprinkled him with the pixie dust.

Jeremy did as Peter had told him to do. He thought of happy things. He imagined this night was over and they had just won out against the villains, and he told himself he could really and truly fly if he wanted to, and then instantly he felt his feet lifting off of the floor. He spread his arms out and then took flight high above everyone else and soared and zoomed all around in circles. He had never felt so free in his life.

Mary Poppins watched him and shook her head. "Ah, such a frivolous thing that kind of flying is! But then I suppose children will always be children."

Mr. Wogglebug nodded and said to her, "My good lady, we are all in a situation that calls for immediate attention." He then showed her the Tablet and asked, "Do you know what these symbols mean by any chance?"

Mary Poppins stared at the Tablet for a moment and then replied, "Well, of course not. What do I look like, a magician to you?"

"No," said Mr. Wogglebug. "But I suppose a real magician is exactly who we should be looking for! Thank you so much! Jeremy!" he called up to him. "I know who we should look for now."

"Awesome!" said Jeremy as he did a double somersault with a half twist in it in mid air to show how happy this made him.

Mr. Wogglebug then said to Mary Poppins," I thank you for your time and your insight. And you also," he added to Peter Pan.

Then Mr. Wogglebug walked up to the higher level of the museum with Jeremy still flying above him overhead.

Then suddenly they heard a heavy thumping coming toward them that was followed by a lot a excited shouting in a language that sounded foreign to them. Then a moment later they saw a round pot bellied robotlike thing made of copper running quickly away from a band of men all dressed like they were in a dessert and wearing turbans on their heads.

"What is that?" asked Jeremy.

"I think it sounds Arabic to me," replied Mr. Wogglebug.

"No, I don't mean what those guys are saying!" Jeremy exclaimed, "I mean what is that thing they are chasing after."

Mr. Wogglebug looked and then did a double take as he exclaimed in surprise, "Why, it's Tik-Toc! He's one of my fellows from the Land of Oz!"

Then Mr. Wogglebug ran in between Tik-Toc and the men in turbans as he exclaimed, "Halt! In the name of Oz!" The men all stopped short and looked demandingly at him. "Why were you chasing after that little guy for?" Mr. Wogglebug demanded to know.

"He be made of copper," explained the one of them who seemed to be their leader. "That be a priceless treasure for us. We take anything that be treasure. I be Ali Baba and these be my fellow thieves."

"Oh, I see," said Mr. Wogglebug. He then thought for a moment and said, "But I wouldn't steal Tik-Toc if I were you fellows, because that would make Ozma very upset indeed as he is her Royal Army."

"Oh," said Ali Baba taken aback. "We're sorry. We had no idea he belonged to a Queen."

"Very good," said Mr. Wogglebug. "Now if you will excuse us we must be on our way. We're looking for a magician."

"Then look no further than up to your left where there be a great King who have a very powerful magician at his side," said Ali Baba.

"Merlin! Of course!" said Mr. Wogglebug. "I should have known all along. Thank you, my good men!"

Mr. Wogglebug and Jeremy then went to find Merlin.