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Celtic Glory, this chapter and the one after are about that. Now it's only this chapter.
You know, for some reason, I keep forgetting to add these responses to your reviews.
Oops! It seems that I had goofed. When I originally wrote this chapter. Juandissimo and Johnny slipped my mind. That has been now remedied.
And I orgianally planned to write the chapter sequence in two parts, but now it's only going to be one. Hope you enjoy the corrected chapter!
Fairly Oddparents copyright Viacom
Chapter 22: The Capture
Written: 17 Jun 2005-19 Jul 2005
Posted: 20 Jul 2005
Revised: 6 Aug 2005
Vicky laid back and watched the clouds pass by. One had a passing resemblance to the twerp. She scowled at it. But it didn't seem to make her feel any better. And there was this dark spot in the cloud that seemed to be getting bigger. Then she noticed that it had a slight resemblance to a flying carpet with a couple of passengers. But it couldn't be. There was no such thing as carpets that flew. She ought to know better.
But as it got closer, Vicky could no longer deny the truth. It was a flying carpet. And to make matters worse, those two passengers were two twerps. A boy twerp and a girl twerp. And that boy twerp was one of Timmy's geeky friends. Vicky glared at the approaching carpet. "How dare they have a magic carpet when she didn't!" she growled, forgetting that there was no such thing.
She waited impatiently as the carpet flew down toward her. Vicky grinned. She knew how she was going to greet the carpet riders.
-OOO-
A.J. groaned as soon as he saw Vicky by the mouth of the cave. "Not Vicky," he mumbled.
Sally nodded. Clearly she understood.
"Are you sure that Timmy is down there, Sally?"
"Quite sure," Sally answered solemnly.
"In that cave?"
"Yes."
Sighing, A.J. continued to guide the carpet toward the cave. And toward Vicky.
There had to be a way into that cave without going through Vicky. But A.J. had yet to see what it was.
He aimed the carpet twelve meters upstream from Vicky's position. She had already spotted them, but he decided it best to land far away from Vicky as possible. Vicky was the last person he wanted to run into here.
Or anywhere else for that matter.
At anytime.
Apparently Sally didn't mind. As she didn't argue with about his choice. Even though she was certain that Timmy was in the cave. But why was so certain that he was in the cave? And what was her experience with Vicky? A.J. had thought he knew everyone that Vicky terrorized. Apparently not.
They landed behind a tree, and A.J. viewed Vicky through a pair of binoculars that he had brought with him. She was staring back with a look of disdain on her face. "Just how are we going to get past Vicky?" A.J. asked aloud.
"I say we rush her," Sally said from behind him. "How hard can it be?"
A.J. looked back. "She has lots practice dealing with little kids like you and me. I don't think it will be easy."
"Just relax," Sally smiled warmly. "I know how to deal with this one."
She squeezed A.J.'s shoulder and began sauntering toward Vicky. I hope she knows what she is doing, he thought. And I don't think that Vicky would be turned on, even she did lean that way. And we're much too young.
Vicky watched Sally approach with clear disgust on her face. "What do yo want, twerp?"
"We just want into the cave."
"Go ahead. I'm not stopping you."
A.J. blinked. There was something important that Vicky wasn't telling them. It was probably a trap, he decided.
"And you might as well come out and join her," Vicky told A.J. "There are unholy things happening in that cave. You might like it, you two."
"Unholy?" It was a funny thing to hear Vicky talk about what she deemed "unholy." Whatever it was, it couldn't too pleasant. Or could it? Vicky had funny ideas about such things.
"Maybe Timmy isn't in the cave after all, Sally," he said.
-OOO-
"I was wondering, Timmy," Wanda said. "Just how did you all get captured?"
"Do you really think that this is the time for that?" Timmy snapped. Everyone's wrists and ankles were strapped to the wall.
"I don't see why not. We seem to have all the time in the world now."
"And there might some lesson to be learned from the experience," Mrs. Turner added. "Like how to prevent it from happening in the future."
"I don't see how," Timmy replied.
"Try it, honey. It's not like we have a movie to watch."
Timmy sighed. "I suppose you're right."
"And I was wondering myself how that happened," Fanny said.
"It happened like this," Timmy began to relate the tale.
-OOO-
Timmy stepped back cautiously from the gapping void ahead of him. Looking down into it, he hadn't been able to see the bottom of it. And Timmy was afraid that he would fall into it if he stood too close to the edge.
And he backed up into someone. He didn't know who, so he turned to see. It turned out to be his mom, who was her usual size. "Sorry, Mom."
But she didn't seem to be paying attention. Her attention seemed to be drawn by something beyond the void ahead. Her eyes looked a little glassed over. Timmy wondered what enchanted her so. When he looked to see his mother was looking out, he couldn't see anything except for the tunnel on the other side of the shaft they had came upon. "Ah, Mom, there isn't anything there."
"Sure there is, son. You just have to look harder."
Timmy looked harder, but he still didn't see it. He was getting a inkling of something, but it wouldn't form properly in his mind. But whatever it was, it seemed awfully important.
"Stop her! Before she walks over the edge!" A voice yelled. It was Juandissimo's. Timmy rushed, without thinking, and tackled his own mother before she could go off the edge.
"Let go of me, Timothy," Mrs. Turner screamed. "I am your mother, young man. Let go of me!"
-OOO-
"And you should have done a better job holding onto me, Timmy," Mrs. Turner explained.
Timmy sighed. "Can I please get to my story? You're the one who said I might learn something from it."
"Don't you see? We have learned something already."
"Yeah," Timmy replied. "You're much stronger than I am."
"Anything else?" Mrs. Turner asked.
Timmy looked up to the right. "Well…"
-OOO-
Timmy tried with all his might, but he all that he could manage was to slow his mother to a slow creep. Mrs. Turner kept inexplicable heading toward the big plunge, and there didn't seem to be anything he could do about it. "Juandissimo! Johnny! Someone help me!"
The fairies rushed forward and grabbed the back of Mrs. Turner's shirt and tried pulling. But it was already too late.
Mrs. Turner plunged over the edge and fell into the abyss.
-OOO-
"What do you mean by that?" Sally asked. "Of course Timmy is in there." After all the path that had been laid down by Juandissimo wouldn't lie, would it? But where was Juandissimo, anyway? What was he doing that so important that he couldn't stay with her?
"ARE YOU HEADING INTO THE CAVE OR NOT?" Vicky sounded very annoyed.
"You heard the woman," Sally said, pulling on A.J.'s arm. "Let's head out. I'm sure that whatever dark forces she's talking about are all in her head."
"I wouldn't say that if I were you," Vicky replied before laughing manically. "Timmy went down there an hour ago with his parents and some friends of his, and they still haven't returned."
"See? I told you he went down there," Sally said.
"Looking forward to you disappearing forever, twerps."
A.J. frowned. "Just how are you getting home?"
"Shut up, you twerps!"
They walked away toward the cave. "What bug crawled up her butt and died," Sally said when they arrived.
A.J. shrugged. "You first, Sally."
"How kind of you," Sally replied.
They got out their flashlights before going in.
-OOO-
"I was hypnotized," Mrs. Turner said softly. "I couldn't help myself."
"We know, Maria," Wanda said. "We know."
Lucas said nothing. He just looked toward the door.
"Can I go on now?" Timmy asked.
"Yes, of course, dear," Mrs. Turner said.
Timmy continue retelling the events of a few minutes before.
-OOO-
He was a bit surprised when he landed on a soft mattress. He looked around and didn't see any of the others anywhere. "Where is everyone?" he asked when the mattress had settled down.
No one answered.
"This can't be good," he said to himself.
"No, it isn't," a voice said.
Timmy spun around. And jumped. Mama Cosma had appeared right behind him. He could have sworn that nobody had been there. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm making you offer, kid," Mama Cosma said. She sounded like she meant it. "Are you willing to listen?"
Timmy said nothing.
"I'll take that as a yes."
Timmy still said nothing.
"I bear you no particular harm. It's Wanda that I detest. Not you. You could leave here completely unharmed, with your mother returned to turned back to normal. You would like that, wouldn't you?"
"But what about Wanda? What would happen to her?"
"That's no concern of yours."
"Yes, it is. She's my fairy godparent. And, more importantly, I love her and she loves me. And nothing can change that."
Mama Cosma harden her face. "Then keep her! It's no concern of me."
She left and the matters opened up under Timmy. He fell.
-OOO-
When Timmy had finished telling the tale, he said, "I don't see anything we could have done differently."
"You could be right, sport," Wanda said.
"Maybe if we had Butch with us…" Mrs. Turner started, but she didn't finish.
"Thinking of what could have been won't get us out any faster," Lucas said. "We have to stick our heads together and find a way out of here."
"You're right, Lucas," Fanny said.
They begun planning, but the real question remained. Where were Juandissimo and his godkid, Johnny?
-OOO-
Cosmo's world had shattered. He had thought that Wanda would stay true to him. Instead she had went ahead and done… that. How could she? That woman.
That harpy.
She had sworn that she was over that Juandissimo.
"I know that you're upset, honey," Mama Cosma said. "That's why I was so hesitant to show you."
She had shown her son a video of Wanda and Juandissimo rubbing their heads against each other over a milkshake that two straws sticking out of it. They seemed to be love with each other. Heartboken, Cosmo cried into his mother's shoulder, who gentlely patted his back. "But don't worry, sweetie. Mama's going to make it all right again."
-OOO-
"What was her deal?" Sally asked as she and A.J. made their way through the cave. "Why wouldn't she enter this cave? And what was with that comment about us disappearing?"
"Perhaps that has something to do with the aura of evil in here," A.J. replied.
"What aura of evil?" She didn't feel any aura of evil. And besides what would that feel like anyway?
They followed along the underground stream further. The stream seemed to go on forever. And the feeling that the end of the cave being just out of range of their flashlights didn't help things either.
But they eventually an open metal door in the wall across the stream from them, on the left bunk. "After you," Sally invited.