Chapter nineteen: The plan.
Gorgeous, thought Dolphin as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a deep-blue, one-piece bikini, a silver belt made of rings, and a sky blue cape. The old villain outfit still fits after all these years. The last time I wore it was at the War of the Monster's Fall. That's when slipped and bumped my head on that thingy that was made of hard stuff. Dynast came up from behind. "What are you doing?" he asked with a perplexed look on his face. "Eeeek!!!" screamed Dolphin, "why are you in here?" Dynast sighed and rubbed his head. "You told me that you were going to work on a plan," he said, "and I catch you looking into a mirror. If I hadn't come you probably would've kept staring into it for all eternity." "Well, Soorrrrry," said Dolphin, "I have what people call a short attention spa…HEY SOMETHING SHINEY!" Dolphin walked over to a table covered in papers and grabbed a silver paperweight. Dynast was full of embarrassment while Dolphin was glowing with happiness.
"Look," said Dynast, "did you finish the plan you were going to make, or not?" "Of course I did," replied Dolphin. She grabbed a piece of paper on the table. "Here it is," she said, showing the paper to Dynast. Dynast read the bold header and nearly collapsed. It said "MY PLAN TO GET RID OF THE FOREST-IMPS." "What do you think?" asked Dolphin with a big smile on her face. "If it involves setting fire to the forest then it's stupid," he replied, a vein was pulsating in his right temple. "But I was up all night working on it," said Dolphin, frowning. Dynast sighed deeply. "I know I'll probably regret this, but why are you even worried about those Forest-Imps, anyway?" asked Dynast. "Those danged Forest-Imps are just so proud of themselves!" replied Dolphin, her voice full of anger. "So very proud of their clever little group tactics which make up for the fact that individually they are among the weakest creatures in all the world." Dolphin waved her hand and an image of small people wearing rags walking around a wooded area appeared before them. "Lookit'em!" continued Dolphin, "Just walkin' around with those damn, dirty hands and beady little eyes and their warped sense of mortality! BAH!" Dolphin waved out the image of the Forest-Imps. "Plus, I think one of those punks broke my front window, but I can't prove it," added Dolphin. "You're supposed to be working on a plan to not allow those humans the leave that boat!" shouted Dynast. "I thought it was a galleon," said Dolphin. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" yelled Dynast in a fit of rage. "Can't you be serious for one second?" "But what about the Forest-Imps?" asked Dolphin. "Forget about them, already!" yelled Dynast. "Well, I'm not going to pay for that window," said Dolphin. Dynast couldn't take anymore of it. "All I want is for you to come up with a plan that will keep those humans on that boat forever!" he shouted. "Is that so hard to do?"
Dolphin became confused. "Why should I make a plan to keep them on the boat when it is already impossible to leave?" asked Dolphin. Dynast raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Well," replied Dolphin, "if they got on the ship by boat they'd never be able to leave because if they jumped overboard they would be dragged to the bottom by sea monsters that I had follow the boat. And if they knew how to fly it wouldn't do them any good because the boat is beyond flying distance from Ark Island. That curse that I put on that ship along time ago only allows dimensional folds to let people on the ship and not let them off. If they were skilled warriors and or sorcerers they wouldn't be able to get rid of the crew without great difficulty. And it would take more power than we posses to make them want to leave all that gold." Dynast felt stupid. "I was a fool for doubting you," said Dynast. "Why didn't you tell me about that stuff earlier?" "Why should I have?" asked Dolphin, "It was all your idea to begin with. You made all the calculations and other gibberish before we cursed it. All I was supposed to do was follow your instructions." Dynast froze in his place. "Are you okay, Dynast?" asked Dolphin, waving her hand in front of his unblinking eyes.
Gorgeous, thought Dolphin as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a deep-blue, one-piece bikini, a silver belt made of rings, and a sky blue cape. The old villain outfit still fits after all these years. The last time I wore it was at the War of the Monster's Fall. That's when slipped and bumped my head on that thingy that was made of hard stuff. Dynast came up from behind. "What are you doing?" he asked with a perplexed look on his face. "Eeeek!!!" screamed Dolphin, "why are you in here?" Dynast sighed and rubbed his head. "You told me that you were going to work on a plan," he said, "and I catch you looking into a mirror. If I hadn't come you probably would've kept staring into it for all eternity." "Well, Soorrrrry," said Dolphin, "I have what people call a short attention spa…HEY SOMETHING SHINEY!" Dolphin walked over to a table covered in papers and grabbed a silver paperweight. Dynast was full of embarrassment while Dolphin was glowing with happiness.
"Look," said Dynast, "did you finish the plan you were going to make, or not?" "Of course I did," replied Dolphin. She grabbed a piece of paper on the table. "Here it is," she said, showing the paper to Dynast. Dynast read the bold header and nearly collapsed. It said "MY PLAN TO GET RID OF THE FOREST-IMPS." "What do you think?" asked Dolphin with a big smile on her face. "If it involves setting fire to the forest then it's stupid," he replied, a vein was pulsating in his right temple. "But I was up all night working on it," said Dolphin, frowning. Dynast sighed deeply. "I know I'll probably regret this, but why are you even worried about those Forest-Imps, anyway?" asked Dynast. "Those danged Forest-Imps are just so proud of themselves!" replied Dolphin, her voice full of anger. "So very proud of their clever little group tactics which make up for the fact that individually they are among the weakest creatures in all the world." Dolphin waved her hand and an image of small people wearing rags walking around a wooded area appeared before them. "Lookit'em!" continued Dolphin, "Just walkin' around with those damn, dirty hands and beady little eyes and their warped sense of mortality! BAH!" Dolphin waved out the image of the Forest-Imps. "Plus, I think one of those punks broke my front window, but I can't prove it," added Dolphin. "You're supposed to be working on a plan to not allow those humans the leave that boat!" shouted Dynast. "I thought it was a galleon," said Dolphin. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" yelled Dynast in a fit of rage. "Can't you be serious for one second?" "But what about the Forest-Imps?" asked Dolphin. "Forget about them, already!" yelled Dynast. "Well, I'm not going to pay for that window," said Dolphin. Dynast couldn't take anymore of it. "All I want is for you to come up with a plan that will keep those humans on that boat forever!" he shouted. "Is that so hard to do?"
Dolphin became confused. "Why should I make a plan to keep them on the boat when it is already impossible to leave?" asked Dolphin. Dynast raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Well," replied Dolphin, "if they got on the ship by boat they'd never be able to leave because if they jumped overboard they would be dragged to the bottom by sea monsters that I had follow the boat. And if they knew how to fly it wouldn't do them any good because the boat is beyond flying distance from Ark Island. That curse that I put on that ship along time ago only allows dimensional folds to let people on the ship and not let them off. If they were skilled warriors and or sorcerers they wouldn't be able to get rid of the crew without great difficulty. And it would take more power than we posses to make them want to leave all that gold." Dynast felt stupid. "I was a fool for doubting you," said Dynast. "Why didn't you tell me about that stuff earlier?" "Why should I have?" asked Dolphin, "It was all your idea to begin with. You made all the calculations and other gibberish before we cursed it. All I was supposed to do was follow your instructions." Dynast froze in his place. "Are you okay, Dynast?" asked Dolphin, waving her hand in front of his unblinking eyes.