~AUTHOR'S NOTE~ I just want to apologize in advance to Belle…the character of Belle in this story isn't necessarily the nicest. I'm sorry! I don't mean anything against you, I promise! Playful Heart Monkey makes an appearance in the end, I promise ;)
~DISCLAIMER~ Don't own anything. Own this REALLY weird story, but that's it…
THE QUAFFLE MYSTERY Chapter 9Oliver: DAMMIT!
*others stop, by now used to Oliver's frustration*
Legolas: *with infinite patience* What is it now, Oliver?
Oliver: A log. Across the path. Too big to move.
Aragorn: *attempting patience* We'll just have to climb over it then.
Luke: Oh, don't worry about that.
Belle: Well then how do you propose we get around it?
*Luke has already closed his eyes in concentration*
Wedge: Just wait. Luke will take care of it.
*the group draws back with shocked looks as the log rises off the ground and settles back to the ground slightly off the path*
*Belle's jaw drops as does everyone else's*
Michelangelo: How did you…what…are you a…?
Oliver: *jubilantly* A WIZARD!
*Oliver runs to Luke*
Oliver: You're a wizard! You much be, to have moved that log!
Luke: I suppose you could say that I am a wizard. I am a Jedi.
Harry: A Jedi?
Oliver: Good enough for me! Luke, how would you like to be our new Quidditch chaser?
Harry: *desperately* Please??
*Luke studies both Oliver and Harry intently*
Luke: I sense that this game you call Quidditch will be very important in the future. So yes. I will be your chaser.
*Oliver actually jumps for joy*
Oliver: Come on! Maybe if we find an open field somewhere we can start practice!
*Oliver runs ahead*
*****
*at the back of the group*
Johnny: Ok so, what? Explain this whole thing to me again.
Jason: Ok. I am the leader of a team of superhero martial arts warriors. We were chosen by a powerful entity named Zordon to protect Earth from an evil force that awakened on the moon.
Johnny: I see. So you are a martial artist?
Jason: Yes. I hold the rank of black belt.
Belle: *overhears* Wow!
*Belle bats her eyelashes at Jason*
Johnny: *glaring at Belle* Jason, ignore her. She'll make you think she has feelings for you then you come to find out she has some guy she loves and she's only playing with you.
*Belle sniffs and stalks up to join Dorothy*
Jason: Ok. Avoid the French girl. Can do. So, you said you're a superhero too?
Johnny: Yep. They call me the Human Torch.
Jason: Because…?
Johnny: Oh, my superpower is that I can control fire. And I can set my body on fire.
Jason: Cool. Do you fight alone or…?
Johnny: I'm one of the Fantastic Four. The other three members are the Thing, the Invisible Woman who happens to be my sister, and her husband, Mr. Fantastic, is our leader.
Jason: Awesome. Us Power Rangers protect Angel Grove. What about you?
Johnny: New York City. And the countryside occasionally, but that's mostly left up to the X-Men.
Jason: X-Men?
*Johnny gestures to Scott*
Johnny: Scott's team.
Jason: Oh.
*he notices the group is slowing*
Jason: Hey, what's up?
*at the head of the group Legolas has stopped*
*he stands listening intently*
Merry: Legolas?
Aragorn: What is it, my friend?
*Legolas looks puzzled*
Legolas: Singing. Very strange singing!
Aragorn: Luke!
*Luke makes his way to the head of the group*
Luke: *closing his eyes* There are many of them. And Legolas is correct. The rest of us are unable to hear but they are indeed singing.
Aragorn: Are they dangerous?
*Luke opens his eyes*
Luke: No, I don't sense any danger from them. But we may appear frightful to them. Perhaps we should send a small team up to meet them.
Aragorn: Good idea. Any suggestions for a team?
Legolas: I'll go.
Luke: No. This is a diminutive race. I think the two hobbits should go.
Pippin: *eavesdropping* Us??
Merry: Alone? Cool!
Luke: No, Harry Potter should go with you. And Dumbo as well.
*Harry and Dumbo nod*
Wedge: But what should the rest of us do?
Luke: I think we –
Legolas: We should hide.
*Luke looks at him strangely*
Luke: Yes. I think we should. But don't be worried everyone! We're hiding so as not to scare them.
*Merry, Pippin, Harry, and Dumbo break off from the group and hesitantly move toward the now audible singing*
*the rest of the group finds various comfortable places to hide off the path*
*****
Iago: Are we really going to just SIT here all day??
*all villains have again reverted back to the evil staring contest*
Emperor: My fellow villains! There is something very important that I have foreseen.
Darth Vader: Master?
*the Emperor holds up a hand for silence*
Saruman: By all means sir, please inform us of your vision.
Emperor: I have foreseen our way home. There is a game. Our enemy collectively seems to know how to play this game.
Iago: So?
Emperor: *glares at Iago* We must learn this. Only by defeating the powers of light here in this world can we strand them here and return to our own.
Dr. Doom: Yes, but what happens if they defeat us?
Emperor: Should that happen, we shall all return to our respective worlds and balance will be restored.
Rita Repulsa: But either way we get home?
Emperor: Yes madam.
Saruman: What must we do to defeat our rivals in this game?
Emperor: My dear Wizard. We shall not play this game, our minions shall!
*Saruman nods understandingly*
Emperor: We must teach our minions to defy gravity and ride long sticks with straw ends. Leather spheres move on their own accord and the game is only won by catching a small golden orb.
*all villains look confused*
Wicked Witch: Defy gravity on sticks with straw ends? You mean fly on broomsticks?
Emperor: If that is what you call it.
*Voldemort looks increasingly horrified*
Voldemort: Tell me, Emperor, did you see anything further of this game?
*the Emperor closes his eyes in concentration*
Emperor: I see robes. The players wear colored robes. And there are three tall hoops at both ends of the field.
*Voldemort's face has become deathly pale*
Voldemort: Oh…
Iago: Uh oh…he's cracked!
Voldemort: Oh no…
Saruman: Lord Voldemort, what's wrong?
*dark memories flicker across Voldemort's face*
Voldemort: *through clenched teeth* Quidditch!
