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Chapter 25: Enter Big Daddy

Written: 10 Oct 2005-28 Oct 2005

Posted: 28 Oct 2005

George "Big Daddy" Starr stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. "Where is Wanda?" he asked softly. He would bellowed and snarled at anyone would bring him news that his daughter was missing. But this was Blonda, his other daughter, who gave him that news. It softened the blow.

Blonda turned back toward him. "I told you, Big Daddy. Nobody knows."

"What about Jorgen? He can find anyone. I know. I used him a couple times for that very purpose."

"Nobody knows where he is, either."

"What?" Big Daddy poofed unto himself a suit. "What has happened in Fairy World that made it fall apart like this? I should take over this joint. It's obviously under bad management."

"But, daddy, I thought you were charge of Fairy World," Blonda said.

"No, I just get my way all the time. Which is different. Now I will have to be saddled with all sorts of responsibilities." He clenched his fist. "But those morons in the administration have given me no other choice."

-OOO-

Suddenly, for no apparent reason, A.J. found himself and Mr. Turner and Sally by the sands of a desert by a ridge of mountains. There laid another ridge on the opposite horizon. And he had the feeling that they weren't alone. "Guys, how do you suppose we arrived here?"

"It's magic," Mr. Turner surmised. "How else would you explain my getting lost in there?"

"Uhmm…" Sally and A.J. looked uncertainly at each other.

Mr. Turner appeared thoughtful. "Did either of you get the feeling that we aren't alone?"

"Yes, sir, Mr. Turner," Sally sighed. "All the time."

"Well I'm getting it now."

A.J. looked around. Sand in all directions. "I don't see anyone."

"What about that lady there?" Sally pointed in the distance. Toward the distant mountains.

A.J. looked. That hadn't been a second ago! He could now see a shape that resembled a woman that laid crumpled on the sand about fifty meters away. And she, if it was indeed a woman, appeared to wear Mrs. Turner's outfit. "Honey!" Mr. Turner went sprinting toward the woman-shape.

When they reached the woman, A.J. had discovered that shape was indeed a woman, Mrs. Turner in fact, Mr. Turner knelt down and gentlely shook her shoulders. "Come on, honey, wake up. I'm lost without you. I don't know even how to make toast!"

"Even Francis knows how to do that," A.J. told Sally.

She nodded.

Mrs. Turner opened her eyes. And gaped. "Where am I?" She frowned. "And who are you?"

"I'm your husband! Can't you recognize me?"

Mrs. Turner stared at Mr. Turner. Half a minute later, she shook her head. "Uh-uh."

"Arrgh! My wife has hamensia!" Mr. Turner cried.

"That's amnesia," A.J. pointed out.

"Who cares? I don't care if it's cottage cheese! Either way it's not going my honey bunch's memories back!"

"You're right, Mr. Turner. I'm sorry." Unfortunately, Mr. Turner had stopped listening and degenerated into a blabbering baby.

Sally whispered into A.J.'s ear. "We should head off to the mountains." He didn't know what she meant, but she did sound most insistent.

"What's there?"

Here Sally spoke to Mr. Turner instead. "Your son, Timmy, is up ahead in those mountains." Now how would she know that?

Mrs. Turner's eyes lit up like a freight train. "Timmy? We must reach him before it's too late."

"Why what's going to happen?"

"He's going to die," a strange, new voice intruded.

A.J. looked up. And couldn't believe his eyes. A green-bee-hived woman, with matching dress, about his size with a pointy crown and fly wings was hovering before him, looking down at him. She was pointing a wand straight at Mrs. Turner's face. "What do you mean that he's going to die?" Mr. Turner demanded. Clearly the sight of this impossible creature didn't faze him in the slightest.

"Relax, Mr. Turner. If you make it in time, nothing would happen to your son. The only quarrel I have is with a fairy that's with him. The one named Wanda." It curled its fists as it spoke that name.

"Fairy? But there's no such as fairies, despite what Mr. Crocker says."

"Oh? Then what do you suppose I am, hmm?"

A.J. was at a lost for words.

"That's what I thought. My name is Mama Cosma by the way, and I'm your guide on your path to the Mountains of Madness."

"That can't be a good sign," Sally murmured.

"Oh, just relax. It sounds worse than it really is."

Somehow, A.J. didn't think so.

-OOO-

Cosmo poked his head out the door to his room. Nobody in sight. Good. He could escape without being noticed. He had a hunch, and he wasn't one to let a hunch go unheeded. Something was fishy about his mother's story and he was going to find it, Jorgen or no Jogen. He grabbed his knapsack and floated quietly out.

Nobody caught him as he made his way through the hall. The place seemed awfully quiet, he eventually realized. Hadn't there been a whole sympathy of sounds from fairies coming and going by his door. Every fairy had his own contribution to the sympathy, like they were playing an instrument that no own else in all of Fairyworld could touch, let alone play.

Now all that was gone.

Cosmo groaned. Now there was another mystery to solve. Wasn't this Wanda's department? He floated by a closed door and heard voices coming from it. He stopped to eavesdrop on them. "…ask again. Where is my daughter?" Cosmo sucked in air. He knew that voice. It was Big Daddy, his father-in-law! And Wanda was missing!

The other voice answered nervously. "She's on her honeymoon with Juandissimo right now."

"I don't think so, squirt. My Wanda wouldn't dump that shrimp puff and marry that pretty boy without telling me. She tells me everything. Capiece?"

"Whatever you say, Big Daddy."

"Now are you going to tell me, or am I going to get physical on you?"

"Now, there's no need for that, darling," a third voice appeared. Cosmo gasped. It was his mother. "He's already told you what he knows. What he's been told."

"Oh, really? Then where is she? I want the truth this time."

"The truth?" Mama Cosma laughed. "That's one luxury none of can afford." Now what was that was supposed to mean? Cosmo wasn't the sharpest pencil, but Wanda had kept saying the opposite to that. "All you need to know is that she is lost to you. Forever."

Cosmo kick open the door. "What do you mean she's lost forever, mama?" he demanded.

Big Daddy raised an eyebrow. "You know this boy?"

"Of course I do. He's my son." As Big Daddy mouthed an 'Oh,' she turned to her son. "I'm sorry, son, but I had to separate her from you. Your 'marriage' with her had gone on long enough."

"Where is she?" Her scoffing at his marriage hurt, but he couldn't afford to cry. He had to find Wanda.

"Yeah. I hate to admit it, but the little cream puff has a point."

"With Timmy." Cosmo could tell that there was more to it, but Mama Cosma didn't elaborate. She puffed away.

"Mother," Cosmo yelled to the ceiling. "Curse you and all your plans to separate me from the one I love!"