" And that's the end of it!" anti-Chelsea stated cheerfully.
"you expect me to believe," began Kevin. " that you're two anti-fairies that 'ave been sent to earth as a punishment for startin' the ice age?"
"yes." said anti-Cosmo and anti-Chelsea deadpan.
" you really are!" yelled Robin as she ran up to anti-Cosmo. " can you do magic? And help my little brother?"
" not now we cant. But when were anti-fairies again. you bet!" said anti-Chelsea
" how long?" Robin whispered, fidgeting with the end of her shirt.
" fifty years…." the two anti-fairies whispered.
" fifty years! We'll all be gone an' dead by then!" Kevin howled.
" you don't know! We may as well have been pardoned by then. You never know with fairies. Their a pretty dumb lot." argued anti-Cosmo.
"guys," said anti-Chelsea. " I don't care what happens fifty years from now, but I would like to live to then and not freeze to death in the little hidey hole."
" tis' kinda cold." Ivan whispered.
The group all agreed that what happens, happens about fifty years from now and they didn't really care til' then.
robin peeked out of the hole and looked around. Only going all the way out because of anti-Cosmo shoving her out.
" but anti-Cosmo!" anti-Chelsea whined. " its cold!"
" I don't care, get your ass up there!"
After an hour of getting anti-Chelsea to finally get out of the hole( only because they gave her a shiny silver coin) they were on their way.
Six hours of walking and groaning and shoving and complaining, they came to a crossroads sign.
" I may be naive." anti-Chelsea asked. " but what in the world is a sign doing in the middle of a field of snow?"
"their usta' be roads on the ground, but the snow from your damn ice age coverd 'em up." Kevin told them.
" Oh! Oh! Oh! Look anti-Cosmo! Dragons lair!" shouted anti-Chelsea.
Anti-Cosmo put his hand to his forehead and sighed. Anti-Chelsea wasn't going to give up chasing the ice dragon.
" Whoa! Wait a sec! We aint chasin' down no dragon!" Kevin yelled.
" no, but me and anti-cosmo are!"
Before any one had a chance to do anything anti-Chelsea grabbed anti-Cosmo and started down the trail; anti-Cosmo in tow.
After running far enough so they couldn't see the sign anti-Chelsea finally stopped to catch her breath.
" what in the world do you think your going to do when you get their? We don't have any weapons or supplies,---"
"Yes we do!" anti-Chelsea cut him off.
" what?"
" look!"
Anti-Chelsea leaned down and pulled dinky the dagger put of her boot.
Anti-Cosmo sighed and put a hand to his forehead. He flopped backwards on the snow and planed to lay their until he died or until anti-Chelsea went away.
" get up anti-Cosmo, we have a long way to go!"
Giving up the idea of her going away…or dieing. He got up and marched on.
Anti-Cosmo and anti-Chelsea watched the sun set from the little cave they found. After hiking all that way they finally had made camp. And over the ridge lay the dragons den. The place that could make them famous and rich! Or dead.
" tomorrow!" anti-Chelsea whispered to anti-Cosmo " We enter the dragons den. Think of it! Gold and silver far as the eye can see! Jeweled daggers, swords and clothes! Riches only dreamed about!"
" I guess if we do slay the dragon and not die, well have all those things."
" but there is something I want more, a dragon scale!"
" well have that too… if we don't die of course."
" Aayiyiyi! Why do you always say, and think! That were going to die?"
" because that's most likely what is going to happen to us!"
" yeah, but we have dinky."
" dinky couldn't kill a bug. It stands no chance against a dragon."
"Does too." anti-chelsea argued.
"Does not."
"Does too."
"Does not!"
"Does too!"
And that argument seemed to have lasted longer then their hike…