CHAPTER
ONE:
A RATHER LONG, OVERDUE PARTY
It was morning in the Utah Plaines, and Raptor Red Bagginse sat at her writing-table, writing the beginning of her book: "Going All the Way, and Regretting It", by Raptor Red Bagginse.
She lived in a Hobbiraptor hole, not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filed with Deinonychus and a musky-hormone smell. Nor was it a bare, dry, sandy hole. It was a Hobbiraptor hole, and that means, not too hard, not too soft, but just right, it was once owned by three bears and blonde woman.
It had a perfectly round door, like a porthole, painted black- crimson: the color of dry blood. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
"Going All the Way, and Regretting It" by Raptor Red Bagginse." She said as she smoked her pot, "A Hobbiraptors Holiday."
"The incidents involving our journey to the Icky Mountain and the finding of the Embryo of Invisibility."
"To start off: concerning Hobbiraptors, they are a little species of vicious carnivore who live in little holes and the only true love of theirs', is food. A thousand meals a day, when they can get it."
"Ding, Dong. Ding, dong." The doorbell went.
"Fiona, get the door!" Red called for her niece.
The doorbell ringed again.
"Where is that girl?" Raptor Re asked to herself, exasperated.
"Fiona! She called, again.
But, Fiona was not within earshot, she had snuck out in order to read a Danielle Steele book that her aunt had forbidden her to read.
She was sitting under an anvil-tree that Raptor Red had many a time advised her not sit under. Around were the crushed corpses of many other Hobbiraptors that did not listen to their aunts. But, she did not care, she was the dumbest hero of the story and proud of it.
Suddenly, she heard a very familiar voice singing a song. No one ever knew the lyrics because Peter Jackson decided to have Ian McKellen mumble rather than let the audience in on what he was singing.
Excited to hear his raspy voice again, she ran in the direction that Fran Walsh was pointing.
She ran up his wagon.
"You're late, you varmint, the party starts in less than an hour and your fireworks still aren't ready." She said.
"Oh, fiddlesticks! Er, I mean, a wizard is never late, Fiona Bagginse, nor is he an early bird, but arrives precisely when he means to. So, nah!" He said, sticking his tongue out at her.
They stare at eachother for a moment, then burst out laughing for particular reason.
"Its wonderful to see you again, Goondolt!" she shouted, and sprang at him.
He caught her, and they hugged.
"You didn't think I'd miss your aunt 'Red's birthday?" he asked.
"So, what news of the outside parts of North America, tell me everything!" Fiona said.
"Everything?" Goondolt asked, "Far too curious and eager for a hyper- active, nosy creature, mercy me!"
"Well, what can I tell you? Life goes on, much as it has for this past age, whole of its own little World Wars, rebellions, and the like."
"Scarcely stopping to smell the roses, something for which I am very thankful, those things have thorns, you know."
"So, I here that is going to be a party of special-magnificence." Goondolt added.
"You know Aunt Red, she has whole rampaging. Half the world has been invited."
"Goodness greatious, me!" Goondolt explained.
"And the rest is coming anyway." Fiona said, "She's up to something, she's quite lately been making a lot of phone-calls to 'Al's Moving Co.', and the like." Fiona added.
"Oh' really." Goondolt said, innocently.
"Okay, then, keep your secrets. Before you came along, we Hobbiraptors were rather ignored, just the way we like it, oh, huh, oh, huh."
"Look, its Goondolt." Some Hobbiraptors shouted as they passed through the town of Slobbiton, on the way to Raptor Red's home DragEnd.
"Goondolt! Goondolt!" some of the children of the town called, demanding a little magic trick.
Goondolt ignored then.
"What is wrong with you? They want to see some magic." Fiona said to him.
"Oh, okay. I'll give the little brats some entertainment." He replied.
Suddenly, a bunch of fireworks went off, scorching the children, who ran house crying.
"Oh, I guess it was a good thing I set them off here, rather than at the party, then." Goondolt said, laughing.
Fiona smiled.
"Goondolt, I'm glad your back. Someone has to keep those kids from toilet-papering the trees in our front lawn.
"I thought your gardener, Stan-dumb Oh'Gee did that." Goondolt replied.
"He did, but aunt Raptor Red had too lay down some rules when Stan started using the fire-hose on them." Fiona answered.
"Oh." Goondolt said.
Fiona jumped off the wagon and ran off to play with some of her friends.
Goondolt's wagon pulled up to DragEnd.
On the front gate, there was a sign, it said: "No business, except for Party-Business, but if you're cute, I may do some "business" with you anyway."
Goondolt chuckled to himself, and said, "Good old, sex-crazed Raptor Red."
He walked up to the front door, and knocked.
"No thank you!" came a reply, "We, as in I, don't want anymore "well wishes", "distant relations", or door-to-door salesmen."
"And what about very, VERY, old so-called friends that shoved you out the door to go on the most miserable trip of your life?" Goondolt asked.
Raptor Red opened the door.
"Goondolt?" she said upon seeing him. She ran towards him with her arms outstretched, "My dear Goondolft!"
The old "friends" embraced each-other.
"One thousand, one hundred eleven years old, who would believe it, you have very strangely not changed at all. Which should be a dead giveaway that something is wrong, but your leaf has clearly slowed my mind." Goondolt said.
Raptor Red, who is clearly choked up about seeing the wizard that sent her on a life-endangering journey, so long ago, invited him in.
"Come in, come on in!" she said, holding the door open for him.
"Let me take those to the hanger." She said as he handed her his umbrella-hat and his seven foot, sparking staff.
"You want some tea, or something a lot stronger. I have some hard beer in the cellar if you like."
"No, just tea thank you." Goondolt replied.
"Okay," Raptor Red said, and ran off to get the tea.
Goondolt walked into her study and saw the map that they used during the journey to the Icky Mountain.
"I can get some eggs if you like, oh, Goondolt?" Raptor Red said when she entered her study and found him gone.
"No, just tea." He said, suddenly behind her.
"Aaaagh!" Raptor Red cried, in surprise, "You have got to stop doing that, you'll give me a heart-attack some day."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Raptor Red! Raptor Red Bagginse!"
"I'm not at home!" Raptor Red called.
"Oh, well I'll be leaving then, tell when your in, okay." The voice at the door said.
"Okay." Raptor Red replied.
"Oy. It's the Saxon-Bagginse, they're trying to get the house out from under me, but they'll they never get. MWAHAHAHAHAH!" Raptor Red said, then laughed just like Dr. Evil.
"I have got to get away! I have to get out of here! The walls are closing in on me. Help! I want to see mountains again! Mountains!" Raptor Red screamed and ran at whole speed, right into right into a wall.
"Fiona suspects something." Goondolt said. He was totally unaware that Raptor Red was having a little episode.
"Well, of course she does, I couldn't have made it anymore obvious to her with my weird, convulsive, behavior." She replied.
"You will tell her, won't you?" Goondolt asked.
"Yes, yes, of course." Raptor Red, "I think she is still in love with the lands, the bars, the polluted waters, and the smuggy-like air. I'm old Goondolt, I way not look it, but I can feel it in my hips. They're not what they used to be, you know. I need a long disappearance, and I don't think I'll return. In fact, I mean not to."
Later, Goondolt and Raptor Red were enjoying a good pipe and getting high while watching the party-grounds being made ready.
"Ah, crack, the finest weed in the South stash." Raptor Red declared, and blew a smoke-ring.
Goondolt chuckled, and blew out a little smoke-ship that went through the ring.
"Goondolt, my very, VERY, ancient friend, this will be a night to get drunk on and not remember." Raptor Red said.
Later, the party was underway. The guests danced the might away, drunk.
Stan-dumb looked over his shoulder and saw the girl he had a crush on, Rosemary Chunky.
"Hey." Fiona said, sitting down to Stan, "Go ask Rosemary for a dance."
"Uh, duh, well, I think I'll get more drunk so that I can do something stupid, instead." Stan replied, and started walking away.
"Oh, no you don't the last time you got drunk, you used a violin as a toilet." Fiona said, and shoved him toward Rosemary, who caught him and started to dance with him.
Fiona laughed at this.
Goondolt turned to the children, and said: "Here's a little treat for you, kids."
The children turned tail and ran away in fright, remembering being scorched, earlier.
Meanwhile, Raptor Red was telling an old adventure story to the children:
"So, they we were, faced of with three monstrous T-Rexes, and they were all arguing over how they should eat us. Wondering if they should fart at us so that the smell would kill us, or if they should sit on us, and squash us into jell-o. Well, they spent so much time arguing, that the first Spinosaurs of the season crept up on them, and ate their livers!"
The children started crying and ran to find their mothers.
"You have such a way with children, Red. You should can babysit for us sometime." One the nearby adults said.
"Thank you." Raptor Red replied.
Goondolt chuckled some more, fore he was high, while he collected some more fireworks for the show.
After he had left, two little figures walked up to the cart.
"Come on, get in the cart and steal one of those fireworks." Dorkeodoc "Dork" Hard-Cider said to his friend, Peepin Fool.
"Okay, okay. Give me some time." Peepin said, and jumped into the wagon and swiped the biggest one he could find.
"Okay, now lets do something really stupid and set it off inside a house." Dork said.
"Okay! Wee!" Peepin replied.
One they were inside, they lit it.
Meanwhile, Goondolt was telling one of his jokes to the Hobbiraptors:
"Someone once said, the Scottish are Mc's and Mac's, the Irish are O's, and the English are Dicks."
Suddenly, the house Dork and Peepin were in, exploded.
"Wow." Peepin said, "Let's do that again!"
"Not so fast!" Goondolt said, suddenly appearing in front of them, "Did you two really think you would get away with this."
"Get away with what?" Dork asked, "Goondolt, we were just trying to help you."
"Really?" Goondolt asked.
"Yeah, so could you just let us off the hook? Pwease!" Dork said, giving Goondolt his best innocent-child look.
"No." Goondolt said, flatly.
Next thing they knew, they were peeling potatoes at a boot-camp.
"Put your shoulders into it, soldiers!" Major Payne ordered them.
"Speech!" the crowd back at Slobbiton chanted.
"Oh, okay, okay." Raptor Red replied.
"As you all know, I don't like any of you." Raptor Red started her speech, "I have some things to do, by."
With that, she activated the Embryo that was in her pocket and disappeared.
Raptor Red ran up to the house and as the crowd went insane while trying to find her.
She entered her house and was surprised to see Goondolt there.
"I suppose you think that was very clever?" he said.
"Oh, come, come. It was just a bit of fun while playing with fire." Raptor Red replied.
"There are many magic rings, kings, and things in the world of fantasy, and none of them are to be used for turning invisible, playing jokes, or sneaking into the girls' locker-room." Goondolt said.
"Oh, your probably right, as usual. Darn it!" Raptor Red scowled, "You will keep an eye on Fiona, right."
"Three eyes, as often as "I" can spare them." Goondolt replied.
"Good, good." Raptor Red said.
"And what of this Embryo of yours', is it staying also?" Goondolt asked.
"Yes, yes, I have here in my pocket." She replied, taking it out, then turning her to Goondolt, "Its mine, my own, my precious."
"Precious?" Goondolt asked, "It has been called that before, but not by you, Red."
"What business is it off yours', when it comes to weird things I find?" Raptor Red snarled.
"There's no need to be angry, I'm just sticking my into things, again." Goondolt answered.
"You want for yourself!" Raptor Red yelled.
"Raptor Red Bagginse! Do not take me for being a goony-dolt, I am not trying to get your to give it up so that Fiona can play with for 17 years, until we find out what it is!" Goondolt roared, causing things to fall of shelves and stuff.
"Was that a very nice thing to do, Red?" Goondolt asked.
"No." Raptor Red replied, hanging her head low.
"Are you sorry." Goondolt asked.
"Yes." Raptor Red said.
"Come here and give me a hug, and then go to your room that is prepared for you in River Dale."
"Okay." Raptor Red said, then started leaving.
"Oh, Red." Goondolt said.
"Yeah." Raptor Red said, turning to him.
"The Embryo is still in your pocket."
"Oh, right." She replied, and it out, then let it drop to the floor.
Raptor Red walked out of DragEnd, for the last time, and walked along the lane, singing. Once again, we can't understand the lyrics.
"Farewell, mighty Raptor Red, until Robert T. Bakker writes a sequel." Goondolt said.
He stooped down to pick up the Embryo, but something flashed across his vision, a great nostril of fire.
Goondolt backed away from the Embryo.
For hours, Goondolt considered what had happened.
Fiona came running in, yelling: "Aunt Red, Aunt Red."
She stoped and picked up the Embryo.
"She's gone then, hasn't she?" Fiona asked, "She talked so long about leaving, I didn't think she'd actually do it. I mean, she has tried this before, and then would forget what she was doing and then would just wonder on back home."
"She has gone to stay with Elvis, she has left you DragEnd, along with all of her possessions, the Embryo is yours' now." Goondolt told her and had her put the Embryo in an envelope.
Goondolt got and headed for the door.
"Wait, where are you going?" Fiona asked.
"There are some things, I must investigate with my sidekick, Watson. Keep the Embryo out of side. Keep it secret, keep it safe, and above all, never use it." Goondolt replied.
"I don't understand." Fiona said.
"Nor does anyone else." Goondolt answered, and left.
Meanwhile, in the lands of Biosyn, the dreaded Computer-Geeks mercilessly tortured Gallstone with their talk of upgrades and stamp- collections. Finally, he could take no more.
"Utah! Bagginse!" he cried in pain as they started reading him "War and Peace".
Goondolt rode up the slopes of a hill in order to reach Condor, he saw Mount Obscure-actor erupting in the distance.
He entered the city and went straight to the records room.
He searched for one file in particular for quite some time. Until, he found it.
It read:
"In the year, 3,434, the twenty-second age. The Embryo has passed to me, the One that shall be an heirloom of my kingdom, fore I will risk no hurt to it. It is my preciousssss! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! The writing on the Embryo were at one as clear red flame, but that is a secret only a frying- pan can tell."
TO BE CONTINUED.
A RATHER LONG, OVERDUE PARTY
It was morning in the Utah Plaines, and Raptor Red Bagginse sat at her writing-table, writing the beginning of her book: "Going All the Way, and Regretting It", by Raptor Red Bagginse.
She lived in a Hobbiraptor hole, not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filed with Deinonychus and a musky-hormone smell. Nor was it a bare, dry, sandy hole. It was a Hobbiraptor hole, and that means, not too hard, not too soft, but just right, it was once owned by three bears and blonde woman.
It had a perfectly round door, like a porthole, painted black- crimson: the color of dry blood. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
"Going All the Way, and Regretting It" by Raptor Red Bagginse." She said as she smoked her pot, "A Hobbiraptors Holiday."
"The incidents involving our journey to the Icky Mountain and the finding of the Embryo of Invisibility."
"To start off: concerning Hobbiraptors, they are a little species of vicious carnivore who live in little holes and the only true love of theirs', is food. A thousand meals a day, when they can get it."
"Ding, Dong. Ding, dong." The doorbell went.
"Fiona, get the door!" Red called for her niece.
The doorbell ringed again.
"Where is that girl?" Raptor Re asked to herself, exasperated.
"Fiona! She called, again.
But, Fiona was not within earshot, she had snuck out in order to read a Danielle Steele book that her aunt had forbidden her to read.
She was sitting under an anvil-tree that Raptor Red had many a time advised her not sit under. Around were the crushed corpses of many other Hobbiraptors that did not listen to their aunts. But, she did not care, she was the dumbest hero of the story and proud of it.
Suddenly, she heard a very familiar voice singing a song. No one ever knew the lyrics because Peter Jackson decided to have Ian McKellen mumble rather than let the audience in on what he was singing.
Excited to hear his raspy voice again, she ran in the direction that Fran Walsh was pointing.
She ran up his wagon.
"You're late, you varmint, the party starts in less than an hour and your fireworks still aren't ready." She said.
"Oh, fiddlesticks! Er, I mean, a wizard is never late, Fiona Bagginse, nor is he an early bird, but arrives precisely when he means to. So, nah!" He said, sticking his tongue out at her.
They stare at eachother for a moment, then burst out laughing for particular reason.
"Its wonderful to see you again, Goondolt!" she shouted, and sprang at him.
He caught her, and they hugged.
"You didn't think I'd miss your aunt 'Red's birthday?" he asked.
"So, what news of the outside parts of North America, tell me everything!" Fiona said.
"Everything?" Goondolt asked, "Far too curious and eager for a hyper- active, nosy creature, mercy me!"
"Well, what can I tell you? Life goes on, much as it has for this past age, whole of its own little World Wars, rebellions, and the like."
"Scarcely stopping to smell the roses, something for which I am very thankful, those things have thorns, you know."
"So, I here that is going to be a party of special-magnificence." Goondolt added.
"You know Aunt Red, she has whole rampaging. Half the world has been invited."
"Goodness greatious, me!" Goondolt explained.
"And the rest is coming anyway." Fiona said, "She's up to something, she's quite lately been making a lot of phone-calls to 'Al's Moving Co.', and the like." Fiona added.
"Oh' really." Goondolt said, innocently.
"Okay, then, keep your secrets. Before you came along, we Hobbiraptors were rather ignored, just the way we like it, oh, huh, oh, huh."
"Look, its Goondolt." Some Hobbiraptors shouted as they passed through the town of Slobbiton, on the way to Raptor Red's home DragEnd.
"Goondolt! Goondolt!" some of the children of the town called, demanding a little magic trick.
Goondolt ignored then.
"What is wrong with you? They want to see some magic." Fiona said to him.
"Oh, okay. I'll give the little brats some entertainment." He replied.
Suddenly, a bunch of fireworks went off, scorching the children, who ran house crying.
"Oh, I guess it was a good thing I set them off here, rather than at the party, then." Goondolt said, laughing.
Fiona smiled.
"Goondolt, I'm glad your back. Someone has to keep those kids from toilet-papering the trees in our front lawn.
"I thought your gardener, Stan-dumb Oh'Gee did that." Goondolt replied.
"He did, but aunt Raptor Red had too lay down some rules when Stan started using the fire-hose on them." Fiona answered.
"Oh." Goondolt said.
Fiona jumped off the wagon and ran off to play with some of her friends.
Goondolt's wagon pulled up to DragEnd.
On the front gate, there was a sign, it said: "No business, except for Party-Business, but if you're cute, I may do some "business" with you anyway."
Goondolt chuckled to himself, and said, "Good old, sex-crazed Raptor Red."
He walked up to the front door, and knocked.
"No thank you!" came a reply, "We, as in I, don't want anymore "well wishes", "distant relations", or door-to-door salesmen."
"And what about very, VERY, old so-called friends that shoved you out the door to go on the most miserable trip of your life?" Goondolt asked.
Raptor Red opened the door.
"Goondolt?" she said upon seeing him. She ran towards him with her arms outstretched, "My dear Goondolft!"
The old "friends" embraced each-other.
"One thousand, one hundred eleven years old, who would believe it, you have very strangely not changed at all. Which should be a dead giveaway that something is wrong, but your leaf has clearly slowed my mind." Goondolt said.
Raptor Red, who is clearly choked up about seeing the wizard that sent her on a life-endangering journey, so long ago, invited him in.
"Come in, come on in!" she said, holding the door open for him.
"Let me take those to the hanger." She said as he handed her his umbrella-hat and his seven foot, sparking staff.
"You want some tea, or something a lot stronger. I have some hard beer in the cellar if you like."
"No, just tea thank you." Goondolt replied.
"Okay," Raptor Red said, and ran off to get the tea.
Goondolt walked into her study and saw the map that they used during the journey to the Icky Mountain.
"I can get some eggs if you like, oh, Goondolt?" Raptor Red said when she entered her study and found him gone.
"No, just tea." He said, suddenly behind her.
"Aaaagh!" Raptor Red cried, in surprise, "You have got to stop doing that, you'll give me a heart-attack some day."
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Raptor Red! Raptor Red Bagginse!"
"I'm not at home!" Raptor Red called.
"Oh, well I'll be leaving then, tell when your in, okay." The voice at the door said.
"Okay." Raptor Red replied.
"Oy. It's the Saxon-Bagginse, they're trying to get the house out from under me, but they'll they never get. MWAHAHAHAHAH!" Raptor Red said, then laughed just like Dr. Evil.
"I have got to get away! I have to get out of here! The walls are closing in on me. Help! I want to see mountains again! Mountains!" Raptor Red screamed and ran at whole speed, right into right into a wall.
"Fiona suspects something." Goondolt said. He was totally unaware that Raptor Red was having a little episode.
"Well, of course she does, I couldn't have made it anymore obvious to her with my weird, convulsive, behavior." She replied.
"You will tell her, won't you?" Goondolt asked.
"Yes, yes, of course." Raptor Red, "I think she is still in love with the lands, the bars, the polluted waters, and the smuggy-like air. I'm old Goondolt, I way not look it, but I can feel it in my hips. They're not what they used to be, you know. I need a long disappearance, and I don't think I'll return. In fact, I mean not to."
Later, Goondolt and Raptor Red were enjoying a good pipe and getting high while watching the party-grounds being made ready.
"Ah, crack, the finest weed in the South stash." Raptor Red declared, and blew a smoke-ring.
Goondolt chuckled, and blew out a little smoke-ship that went through the ring.
"Goondolt, my very, VERY, ancient friend, this will be a night to get drunk on and not remember." Raptor Red said.
Later, the party was underway. The guests danced the might away, drunk.
Stan-dumb looked over his shoulder and saw the girl he had a crush on, Rosemary Chunky.
"Hey." Fiona said, sitting down to Stan, "Go ask Rosemary for a dance."
"Uh, duh, well, I think I'll get more drunk so that I can do something stupid, instead." Stan replied, and started walking away.
"Oh, no you don't the last time you got drunk, you used a violin as a toilet." Fiona said, and shoved him toward Rosemary, who caught him and started to dance with him.
Fiona laughed at this.
Goondolt turned to the children, and said: "Here's a little treat for you, kids."
The children turned tail and ran away in fright, remembering being scorched, earlier.
Meanwhile, Raptor Red was telling an old adventure story to the children:
"So, they we were, faced of with three monstrous T-Rexes, and they were all arguing over how they should eat us. Wondering if they should fart at us so that the smell would kill us, or if they should sit on us, and squash us into jell-o. Well, they spent so much time arguing, that the first Spinosaurs of the season crept up on them, and ate their livers!"
The children started crying and ran to find their mothers.
"You have such a way with children, Red. You should can babysit for us sometime." One the nearby adults said.
"Thank you." Raptor Red replied.
Goondolt chuckled some more, fore he was high, while he collected some more fireworks for the show.
After he had left, two little figures walked up to the cart.
"Come on, get in the cart and steal one of those fireworks." Dorkeodoc "Dork" Hard-Cider said to his friend, Peepin Fool.
"Okay, okay. Give me some time." Peepin said, and jumped into the wagon and swiped the biggest one he could find.
"Okay, now lets do something really stupid and set it off inside a house." Dork said.
"Okay! Wee!" Peepin replied.
One they were inside, they lit it.
Meanwhile, Goondolt was telling one of his jokes to the Hobbiraptors:
"Someone once said, the Scottish are Mc's and Mac's, the Irish are O's, and the English are Dicks."
Suddenly, the house Dork and Peepin were in, exploded.
"Wow." Peepin said, "Let's do that again!"
"Not so fast!" Goondolt said, suddenly appearing in front of them, "Did you two really think you would get away with this."
"Get away with what?" Dork asked, "Goondolt, we were just trying to help you."
"Really?" Goondolt asked.
"Yeah, so could you just let us off the hook? Pwease!" Dork said, giving Goondolt his best innocent-child look.
"No." Goondolt said, flatly.
Next thing they knew, they were peeling potatoes at a boot-camp.
"Put your shoulders into it, soldiers!" Major Payne ordered them.
"Speech!" the crowd back at Slobbiton chanted.
"Oh, okay, okay." Raptor Red replied.
"As you all know, I don't like any of you." Raptor Red started her speech, "I have some things to do, by."
With that, she activated the Embryo that was in her pocket and disappeared.
Raptor Red ran up to the house and as the crowd went insane while trying to find her.
She entered her house and was surprised to see Goondolt there.
"I suppose you think that was very clever?" he said.
"Oh, come, come. It was just a bit of fun while playing with fire." Raptor Red replied.
"There are many magic rings, kings, and things in the world of fantasy, and none of them are to be used for turning invisible, playing jokes, or sneaking into the girls' locker-room." Goondolt said.
"Oh, your probably right, as usual. Darn it!" Raptor Red scowled, "You will keep an eye on Fiona, right."
"Three eyes, as often as "I" can spare them." Goondolt replied.
"Good, good." Raptor Red said.
"And what of this Embryo of yours', is it staying also?" Goondolt asked.
"Yes, yes, I have here in my pocket." She replied, taking it out, then turning her to Goondolt, "Its mine, my own, my precious."
"Precious?" Goondolt asked, "It has been called that before, but not by you, Red."
"What business is it off yours', when it comes to weird things I find?" Raptor Red snarled.
"There's no need to be angry, I'm just sticking my into things, again." Goondolt answered.
"You want for yourself!" Raptor Red yelled.
"Raptor Red Bagginse! Do not take me for being a goony-dolt, I am not trying to get your to give it up so that Fiona can play with for 17 years, until we find out what it is!" Goondolt roared, causing things to fall of shelves and stuff.
"Was that a very nice thing to do, Red?" Goondolt asked.
"No." Raptor Red replied, hanging her head low.
"Are you sorry." Goondolt asked.
"Yes." Raptor Red said.
"Come here and give me a hug, and then go to your room that is prepared for you in River Dale."
"Okay." Raptor Red said, then started leaving.
"Oh, Red." Goondolt said.
"Yeah." Raptor Red said, turning to him.
"The Embryo is still in your pocket."
"Oh, right." She replied, and it out, then let it drop to the floor.
Raptor Red walked out of DragEnd, for the last time, and walked along the lane, singing. Once again, we can't understand the lyrics.
"Farewell, mighty Raptor Red, until Robert T. Bakker writes a sequel." Goondolt said.
He stooped down to pick up the Embryo, but something flashed across his vision, a great nostril of fire.
Goondolt backed away from the Embryo.
For hours, Goondolt considered what had happened.
Fiona came running in, yelling: "Aunt Red, Aunt Red."
She stoped and picked up the Embryo.
"She's gone then, hasn't she?" Fiona asked, "She talked so long about leaving, I didn't think she'd actually do it. I mean, she has tried this before, and then would forget what she was doing and then would just wonder on back home."
"She has gone to stay with Elvis, she has left you DragEnd, along with all of her possessions, the Embryo is yours' now." Goondolt told her and had her put the Embryo in an envelope.
Goondolt got and headed for the door.
"Wait, where are you going?" Fiona asked.
"There are some things, I must investigate with my sidekick, Watson. Keep the Embryo out of side. Keep it secret, keep it safe, and above all, never use it." Goondolt replied.
"I don't understand." Fiona said.
"Nor does anyone else." Goondolt answered, and left.
Meanwhile, in the lands of Biosyn, the dreaded Computer-Geeks mercilessly tortured Gallstone with their talk of upgrades and stamp- collections. Finally, he could take no more.
"Utah! Bagginse!" he cried in pain as they started reading him "War and Peace".
Goondolt rode up the slopes of a hill in order to reach Condor, he saw Mount Obscure-actor erupting in the distance.
He entered the city and went straight to the records room.
He searched for one file in particular for quite some time. Until, he found it.
It read:
"In the year, 3,434, the twenty-second age. The Embryo has passed to me, the One that shall be an heirloom of my kingdom, fore I will risk no hurt to it. It is my preciousssss! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! The writing on the Embryo were at one as clear red flame, but that is a secret only a frying- pan can tell."
TO BE CONTINUED.
