That night, he was busy getting ready. "I think that's all I'm gonna need for a while."

Gordo had picked up this habit of talking to himself. Miranda and Lizzie had pointed it out to him, and his mom had noticed,too: it was so obvious. She'd gone to the extreme of actually buying him a ferret, hoping his weird habit world cease. She figured he needed SOMEONE to talk to. Now he was on Gordo's bed, watching him interestedly.

"Lighter, matches, incense, water pouch, bread and cheese, some normal clothes, and my cloak, and flute (guaranteed to play beautiful music)" he said with a smirk. Gordo had begun to get some Tolkein-ish stuff a few weeks ago, so he could look somewhat normal in "His World" He got them at this awesome festival, which had taken place a while ago.

He put on his cloak and his ferret's pouch. It was a gorgeous cloak, specially made just for him, Black and lined with green crushed velvet. Then he put the rest of his stuff in his bag and set it to the side. "Come on, Merlin, let's give this a try." So the ferret purchase had done some good, after all. He kneeled before his ritual stuff, lit the candles, and put the crystal in his hand. "Let's hope this works and I don't get hurt, for Lizzie and Miranda's sake...."

After he read the spell and did some special "Majickal Stuff" a swirly blue/green portal began to grow from the smoke of his incense. And with one more spell, he had to power of the portal harnessed into his crystal, which he put onto a chain and draped around his neck. He put all of his ritual stuff into his bag, took a deep breath, and hesitantly took a step...