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Chapter Nine
Farrell had been hiding under a table while the Huntsmaster and Huntsboy were around. He waited until the sound of their footsteps faded completely.
He walked over to Violet. He stood on his hindlegs and waved, "Over here, Vi! Down here!"
Violet looked down and saw the brown ferret. Violet's face lit up. "Farrell! Boy, am I glad to see you!" she said happily.
"Don't worry, Vi, I help you out of this mess," Farrell said, "I saw the Huntsmaster with the key,"
"Really you did?" Violet said, "So you'll be able to untie me?"
"Yeah," Farrell nodded, "I saw this vent thing," he said, "I can open that, find away to the Huntsman's private room and get the key."
"Do you know the way to his room?" Violet asked.
"Yeah, I do," Farrell said, "I saw it when they took you here."
"Hold on, how'd you get here in the first place?" Violet asked.
"When you were knocked out, I hid under your wings and stayed the until you were taken here and tied up," Farrell replied, "I just barely escaped being tied to you and that post."
"When do we escape?" Violet asked.
"Tonight," Farrell replied, "starting now," he began walking to the vent.
"Thanks, Farrell," Violet said.
Farrell explored the vents until he found his destination, the path he'd taken ended right in front of the Huntsmaster's room. Farrell looked left and right.
Tha corridor was empty, so he went out and looked up at the device near the doorknob. "Card passes?" Farrell shook his head, "That guy really can overdo it."
He looked around for something he could use as a ladder. "Where can I get one of those staff things?" Farrell wondered. He tried to remember where the weapons room was.
'I know I saw it somewhere 'round here,' the ferret thought, 'but where?'
"Well what have we here?" said a voice behind him. Farrell turned around in surprise.
"A ferret," the Huntsman bent down to pick the ferret up, but Farrell dashed off like a bullet.
The Huntsman chased after Farrell who ran as fast as he could. "Stop that ferret!" the Huntsman yelled at his fellow Huntsmen.
Farrell ran as fast as he could until he came to a dead end. "We've got him cornered." Said one.
"Uh… hi!" Farrell said, "Isn't this the place where I could order some pizza?"
"No," said a Huntsman.
"How 'bout a new staff-watcha-ma-call-it," he said.
"Sorry, but we don't serve that," a Huntsman bent down and grabbed Farrell before he could escape.
"Let go you big dummy!" Farrell growled.
"What are we supposed to do about this thing?" the Huntsman held Farrell by the scruff of his neck and held him high.
"Let's take it to the Huntsmaster, maybe that thing was going to help the dragon escape."
Violet waited in her prison, she thought about her parents and how worried they probably were. Suddenly the door banged open and the Huntsmaster walked in, holding a cage of some sort.
"Good evening, dragon," the Huntsmaster said, "do you recognize this creature," he held up the cage and what was in it in front of Violet.
"FARRELL!" Violet gasped.
"So you do recognize it," Huntsmaster said, "And I can imagine you tried to get it to help you escape."
Violet looked down and didn't reply.
The Huntsmaster pointed a finger at Violet, "If you even try to escape again, you'll be dying a few hours early."
A tall boy with blond hair stood directly below the window of Violet's room. "Violet? Where are you?" said the boy, "I got you violets, cuz… uh… they're… ya know… like… your name, and dad said girls like flowers and stuff like that."
Jack heard him and walked to Violet's room. He opened the window and looked at the boy.
"Who are you supposed to be?" Robert asked.
"I live here, bone-head," Jack said, crossing his arms and frowning. He didn't like this guy one bit.
"I'm Vi's friend, Robert Morton," Robert said.
"My sister never said anything about having a friend named Robert," Jack said, "In fact she doesn't even have a boyfriend."
"Where is she, kid?" Robert asked.
"Not here, that's for sure," Jack answered. He closed the window and left the room before Robert could reply. Jack walked to the kitchen, where Rose was making breakfast.
"Mom, there's a lunatic outside," Jack said, "He wants to go out with Violet."
"Oh, it's that Robert Morton guy Violet told me about." Rose said, tears filled her eyes as she thought of her daughter. She wiped them away before anyone could notice.
"Oh yeah!" Jack said, "Violet told me he was always annoying her and giving her violets."
"He's Brad's son," Rose said.
"Who?"
"Brad, we used to go to school together and he's every bit as annoying as his son." Rose said.
Jake walked into the kitchen a few minutes later. He looked at Jack, "Aren't you supposed to be in school?"
"Dad, its Saturday," Jack replied.
"OH! Oh yeah, forgot," Jake said.
"Dad, if you and mom are gonna be searchin' for Vi all day, can I go out?" Jack asked, trying to keep his excuse from being too much of a lie.
"I dunno," Jake said unsurely.
"Jake it'll be better for Jack to be at a friend's than home alone," Rose said.
"You do have a point," Jake said, "all right, go ahead, son,"
Jack hugged his parents, "Thanks, mom, thanks, dad."
Jack grabbed his backpack (which contained his Huntsboy uniform and his skateboard) and ran out of the house. He took out his skateboard and went to the Huntslair, passing obstacles and practicing his tricks.
"COOL!" Jack said, "My skills are still fresh even if I train for bein' Huntsboy more than I practice skatebaordin'"
How was that? The two will find out about each other in the next chapter. I'm so happy! Today was my last day!