I think this is my favorite chapter of all the chapters in this story! It has funny parts, sad parts, sweet (hint hint, wink wink, nudge nudge.) parts, and other parts as well. I'm happy with it. Enjoy!

Chapter Six

Winky yelled Jake's name one more time. Her voice echoed but no one answered. Winky fell to the ground. Vomer's muzzle appeared in her face. What did you do? He asked accusingly. Winky sighed and sat up slowly.

"I turned him back into a human. At least, I wanted to. I don't understand how he could have gone anywhere." Winky answered, wiping her eyes. Her eyes were brimmed with tears yet they did not spill. Vomer scoffed and began to munch on some grass. "How can you eat at a time like this!" Winky hissed at him. He looked up at her.

I am a animal. I can do stuff like that. Plus, it wasn't my fault now, was it? He told her before eating some more. Winky glared at him and stood up, concentrating.

Jake knelt down and looked at the enormous pile of warm, chocolate chip cookies. In the other cells were sugar, M&M, pecan, peanut butter, and more. It was Cookies Galore! Cookie Heaven if there was such a thing! He stuffed a cookie in his mouth. It almost melted in his mouth, it was so good. Not too soft but not to crispy or crunchy. It was just perfect. And no cookies were burned. They looked like golden chips with dark brown dots of yummy goodness. He crammed several warm cookies in his pocket then stuffed another in his mouth, moaning. Suddenly, something hot hit him in the butt. Jake swirled around and spat his cookie crumbs all over short people.

Jake took a closer look. They were elves actually, who didn't appear happy to be wiping his spit and cookie crumbs off their faces. Their ears were not as pointy and they were quite round. They wore aprons and flour covered their faces and hands. The one in front was holding a hot spatula. "You be eatin' our cookies? That's abad (A/N: it suppose to be that way! say it in kind of a sing song voice then you get it) choice, mate." The first elf, twirling the hot spatula in chubby fingers. The other elves nodded in agreement. Another elf stepped up next to the first one and growled dangerously, pretending to swing a flour covered rolling pin.

"Letsa (A/N: Same thing with abad.) fill'em up with cookies til he explodes!" A middle age looking elf woman said, picking up a cookie. Several elves agreed but the leader shook his head.

"To merciful." He said with an evil glint in his eye.

"Look, um I didn't mean to eat some your delicious cookies," Jake said, backing up a bit. Some elves smiled at his nice comment. "it's just that I haven't had anything to eat all day, expect for bewitched hot cocoa. And I didn't mean to get here in the first place. This elf named Winky turned me into an elf then she..." He explained quickly but was cut off by gasps and whispers.

"Winky?" Some people asked.

"You don't look like an elf ta (A/N: It is suppose to be like that) me?" One short, fat elf wobbled up to him, pushing his index finger into Jake's thigh.

"Wow, nothing gets past you, genius." Jake said sarcastically. He suddenly clapped his mouth, it was a bad habit of his.

The fat man turned to another, taller man and whispered in his ear. "He called me a genius." Jake couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"How stupid are you?" The man with the spatula asked him suddenly. Jake looked down at him.

"Wha?" Jake asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Winky can't control her magic for the life of her. Why you lettin' her do heavy magic on ya if she can't even accomplish the simpley...simpleist...simplyiest..." The elf said, his brows furrowing together.

"You mean, she can't even accomplish even the most simple..." Jake corrected, loving that he happened to be much more smarter than whatever kind of elves they were.

"Yea... wait. What was I gonna say?" He asked rubbing his head. "Ah! She can't even accomplish even the most simple spells in the unofficial rules of being an elf." The elf said. It must not be too important rules if it was unofficial, Jake thought but even though, Jake's eyes widened at the new information. It couldn't be. Winky seemed intelligent enough.

"And if ya don't believe me, I am her Uncle Blinky." He added, seeing the look on Jake's face. Jake stifled a laugh. Did the 'inky' in names run in their family?

"I'm her Aunt Minky." The woman who said that he needed to explode piped up. Jake blinked. Jake guessed that answered his question. Suddenly, a fuzzy feeling began to start in the tips of his fingers and toes. It sent a cold chill up his back. It went through his body at a amazing speed. Jake legs buckled underneath him and he fell. But, he never hit the cell's floor.

Winky closed her eyes, concentrating hard. Bring back Jake. Bring back Jake. She chanted in her head as she pushed the magic away from her. A yell was heard and then something hit the ground hard. Winky opened her eyes happily, seeing the familiar boy. "Oh yes! You're safe!" Winky exclaimed, jumping on Jake and hugging him tightly as he started to get up. He fell back on the ground.

"Hey! You're crushing my cookies! (A/N: That sounded somewhat wrong.)" Jake said. Winky pulled back, staring at him with an expression that said 'do-I-even-want-to-know'.

Jake's cheeks were tinged to a light shade of pink. He brought them out, as if an explanation, and let her try one. "I sent you to the Keebler's Cookie Sanctuary? I didn't even know where that was." Winky said, licking the chocolate off her fingers.

Jake suddenly remembered what that Blinky elf had said. "Um, Winky, do you have a Uncle named Blinky?" Jake asked.

"Yeah. Why?" She asked, looking up.

"Can you or can you not control your magic?" Jake looked at her. Winky stopped licking her fingers and slowly looked up at him. Vomer seemed to do a snort/laugh type of thing. Winky bit her lip then sighed.

"I guess it is better now that I tell you rather then wait till later when we are suffering from the consequences." Winky said slowly, choosing her words carefully. Jake inwardly groaned. "I never passed my magic test. I'm not suppose to use magic unless it is an emergency." Winky exclaimed.

"And why didn't you tell me this sooner?" Jake asked angrily.

"I didn't want you to be scared or I didn't want you not to trust me. I guess I'm just afraid of what you might say. I got pretty much ridiculed when I didn't pass it the first time and then not passing it the next five times." Winky told him. She did not look at him. Jake's mouth went dry.

"I don't know why I didn't pass. I studied all five times! I know what to do it's just...I..." Winky said, her eyes shining, as if defending herself before Jake said something cruel.

"Blank out? Get nervous? It's okay, Winky. If you think you have it bad, you thought wrong. You see, I have this teacher, Professor Rotwood..." Jake told her, sitting down next to her. Vomer watched the two before he bent down to get some more grass.

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