Thank you very much to the people who reviewed chapter 2. Trouble Kelp Thanks, I'm glad you like the poems. The reason I wrote 'the dodo bird's song' was because it was the only bird I could think of that was extinct (just goes to show how much I know about birds!) I looked up Moa bird on Google and it was HUGE, I looked up the Takahe too and it was really cute. About Holly falling to pieces: she was in hospital for ages and I guess that's why –don't worry though, she's not going to be in pieces for all of the story! maddisonavenue and Rachel thank you, here's the new chapter for you, I hope you enjoy it :) Also thanks to everyone who reviewed the first chapter as well.

The meanings of: Cochiti's name is Forgotton (in Spanish) and Rojelio means Renowned Spearman (in Spanish). When Rojelio says Mr Enano he means Mr midget.

I'm sorry: that this chapter is so short, I've got so much to do but I'm trying to update as quick as I can. Please review and tell me what you think of this chapter, also what does a bat's back feel like? Have a nice day :D

Trouble stared at Holly's cherubic mouth from which a steady trickle of blood was flowing. Sure, he had meant to save Holly –but it looked as if he had done exactly the opposite.

"Trouble?" Holly shuddered, sat up, coughed out a puddle of blood, and promptly fell down again. "Am I dead?"

"No," said Trouble vacantly as he stared at the large creature which was coming towards them. "No, the next task can't start yet, we're not ready to fight!" The creature didn't look violent, but you couldn't be too careful. It was certainly big –as large as an elephant but covered in white fur like a polar bear. But it wasn't a polar bear either, as this animal had the head of a unicorn.

"I'm not going to wage war against you, and this is not a task, although it kind of is." The animal replied, surprisingly. "My name is Cochiti, and I come to offer you a choice."

"What kind of choice?" Asked Trouble suspiciously. Holly was unconscious again, and standing around talking was doing nothing for the good of the mission.

"You have to choose, either you leave your friend here with me –and I will heal her- and you can skip this challenge but do the third one alone. Or you can take the girl with you and continue as normal –but she will be injured-" Explained Cochiti.

"That's not much of a choice!" Replied Major Kelp. "What's in it for you?" So far the task they had done hadn't exactly been nice. It didn't make sense that this animal Cochiti was offering him such a nice chance.

"You have to remember that these challenges are not exactly easy, but out of a bad situation there will always arise a good one." The creature avoided the question. Trouble thought a little.

"Ok, I take the first choice. Holly stays here and gets healed, I skip the second task and do the next one by myself."

"A wise choice. Now go! Time flashes by as we speak." The unicorn/polar bear/elephant creature gestured down to a rickety rope bridge which crossed over a giant ravine.

"I'm on my way –and madam? Please look after her." Trouble pleaded and then bounded away.

"Why, that's what I'm here for." Cochiti said to herself and to Holly who was out cold. She placed her peculiarly thin paw onto Holly's pale forehead, and almost immediately sparks began to twirl and whirl in a kaleidoscope of colour and heal Holly's wounds. "It's a shame really, I'm helping you but possibly ruining someone else's life. My magic is much stronger than your pitiful fairy kind –as mine not only heals obvious wounds, but the less obvious as well."

"What?" Murmured Holly, opening her eyes (which widened as soon as she saw Cochiti.) "Who and what on Frond's earth are you?" Holly glanced around worriedly. "And what have you done with Trouble?" She demanded. Cochiti looked confused for a moment and then sighed.

"Who? Oh, that midget –he's fine. It was his choice, you're healed but he's doing the third task alone without your help." She explained.

"What? What about the second task?" Holly looked confused.

"I'll explain," Cochiti said, and so she did.

Meanwhile Trouble was being introduced to the third challenge by another unusual creature –this one had been named Rojelio. The fairy had ran carefully over the rickety rope bridge to the other side, where an animal which was about the size of a giant wolf and had scary talons immediately blocked his path.

"Who goes there?" Roared the animal, with it's lions head.

"Um…me, Major Trouble Kelp, LEP representative. I come in peace."

"Ha!" Guffawed Rojelio. "You'll be wishing you hadn't said that when I'm done with you." Trouble trembled, this animal obviously wasn't as nice as that elephant thing Cochiti –he wondered what was happening to Holly, if anything bad befell her he'd get such a row from Foaly-

"Ok, what's my task then?" Trouble said.

"Your task, is to shoot these arrows," Rojelio coughed, "into the burning hoops," he smirked.

"Righto, em what burning hoops?" Rojelio clicked his talon and immediately a big spark was sent soaring into the dusty air from the ravine and a tremendous ball of fire ignited the air into rolling cartwheels of flame. "But that's impossible! They're much too high up and going around everywhere!" Trouble complained angrily; and so Rojelio snapped his talons again and out of nowhere a large bat swooped down onto the ledge, giving Trouble such a shock that he nearly fell down into the burning depths of the gorge.

"I love that part!" Rojelio gloated at Trouble's surprise. "You, Mr Enano, will fly around on this bat and shoot the fiery hoops. Each time you miss then one hour will be taken off your time–you have nine hours right now-"

Trouble paled. He could handle poison dropping stalactites, Holly nearly killing herself, mysterious creatures, and even a massive bat; but one thing he couldn't manage was heights -although he would never admit it to anyone-, even flying a tiny bit above ground gave him the heebie-jeebies (boy was he glad he hadn't been born a sprite). He was about to object when he thought about what everyone would say. Root would be furious, madder than Trouble had ever seen him before. His brother Grub would be irritating beyond belief 'I always knew you never had it in you, bro' and Holly? Holy would be devastated, her beautiful hazel eyes filled with remorse, and then something in those eyes –Trouble wasn't sure what- made him swallow the lump in his throat and clamber onto the bat's slimy back and glide off with the bow under his arm and the arrows in a belt around his waist. Those hoops wouldn't know what had hit them.