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Chapter 26: Race to the Mountains

Written: 30 Oct 2005-4 Nov 2005

Posted: 5 Nov 2005

It was odd really. Timmy's mother was a fairy and the one leading them through the magical world was a human. He tried to think back to see how he got to this place, but his recent seemed far too confusing. He began to think about his love, Trixie, instead. It sure did give him less of headache to think about that subject.

The sun was starting to touch the horizon now, casting rays of light from behind the mountains. Timmy wished that Trixie was there with him to enjoy the sunset with him. Having his mom there was nice, but it just wasn't the same. But since Trixie wasn't… At least the mountains were getting closer.

"When will we get there?" Timmy whined.

The Oracle answered without looking back. "Soon. Very soon."

"It doesn't look it. It's getting to be night soon, and we're still miles and miles away."

"Don't you worry your little head about it, little one. We'll be at a shortcut shortly."

Timmy laughed. "'Shortcut shortly?'"

"Yes, Timmy we're almost to the shortcut, and fortunately, your pointing out any inadvenite slips of the tongue of mine won't slow us down. Despite your best efforts."

Timmy's heart skipped a beat. "Excuse me."

The Oracle smiled her shoulder. "Relax, Timmy, I was just kidding. You aren't the only one with a sense of humor you know."

Timmy nodded, relieved. He had never thought that the Oracle was a Vicky-type and was very gladdened to be reassured that she wasn't. "I'm sorry about that shortcut shortly crack."

"There's no need to apologize, Timmy. This is a boring trip. But you could try talking with your mother. She's right here after all."

"How long had you have fairies, Timmy?" Mrs. Turner asked.

"About a year-and-half ago."

She nodded. "That's about a year after we first hired Vicky, right?"

"That's right."

"Is she the reason that you have godparents."

"Yes, that's right."

She closed her eyes and lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Timmy. It's all my fault. I prevented your father from making that phone call to Vicky."

"Yeah. I know."

Their discussion continued for the next few minutes until the Oracle suddenly announced, "We're here."

Timmy had been so engrossed with talking with his mother that he didn't notice that they had been nearing a yellow Humvee, like what they had in the army. "That's a cool car and all, but wouldn't been easier to just poof there?"

"Ask your mother, dear."

"I don't think that's a good idea, Timmy," Mrs. Turner said. "I am pretty new at this."

"Ah."

-OOO-

Mr. Turner watched the car drive away. What rotten luck. Waiting for that Momma Cosma woman made held them up. For a guide through the wilderness, she was sure gone an awful lot. And where did she go anyway? Was Dinkleberg behind this particular plot? He had no reason that that fiend wasn't.

"You don't suppose that fairy planned all this, do you?" A.J. asked.

"Of course not," Butch said. "It was all Dinkleberg's doing?"

"Who the heck is Dinkleberg?" Sally asked.

"My arch-rival," Butch explained. "He stolen my cookie in kindergarten, and since that day, we have been mortal enemies. Then he stole my girl from…"

"Do we really need to hear this?" Momma Cosma asked. "You do have a son to catch after all. I hate to think what would happen if you failed to catch him."

"Why?" Butch asked. "What's in those mountains?"

"Death."

"Yes, I believe that you mentioned that bit. But why are they headed to the mountains anyway?"

"They don't know they contain death," Maria murmured. "They think it's where they need to go. They might be right."

"How do you know that, honey?"

"Don't listen to her," Momma Cosma said. "She doesn't know what she's talking about."

Butch eyed the fairy. "Just how are going to catch up him, now that he's in a humvee racing from us."

"Why, the old-fashioned way of course. Magic!"

"Magic? But there's no such thing as magic!" He folded his arms. "Magic, indeed."

"Don't be silly," Momma Cosma dismissed. "What do you think I am? Kitty litter?"

"Well, if you had magic, then why hadn't you used it before?"

"Silly human, fairy magic doesn't work here."

"Then how are we supposed to catch up with my son?"

"I was thinking more of a magic carpet."

-OOO-

Vicky felt better now that she was out that stupid cave. Fortunately the siren call she was following had moved to where she didn't have to go through the cave to get to it. And get to it she will.

She sat back against a log several dozen from the mouth of the cave, gathering her thoughts together. Going through that cave was a harrowing experience that she never wanted to repeat. Ever. But how to get to the source of the call?

Then she remembered the flying carpet that those two twerps had. Surely that would get her there in no time at all. She got, dusted off her pants and headed for it. It couldn't that hard to control a flying carpet.

When she reached it, she saw how wrong she was.

For one thing, there were no controls of any kind. And the other was there seemed to be no way to stay on the stupid thing. "Just how did those ancient old Indian dudes stay on these anyway?" she grumbled.

Then she remembered all those movies with flying carpets in them. The rider just on them and the carpet would fly off carrying them. Worth a shot, she decided. So she walked onto the middle of the carpet and plopped down. "Lift up into the air, you stupid thing."

It didn't budge an inch.

"Oh just great," she said sarcastily. "Am I supposed to say 'please' or something?"

The carpet immediately began to lift into the air. "Wow. No wonder it's called the magic word. I have got to remember that."

She went through a few maneuvers to build her confidence before riding the carpet toward the call and toward the Twerp. He was going to pay for all the time he made her waste looking for him.

-OOO-

Johnny watched the ground pass by below. "Are we almost there?"

"Not quite, my little compadre. I will tell you when we are."

Johnny looked ahead. He could see now a ridge of mountains. Juandissimo had purloined use of the hovercraft for the trip. "Is that where Wanda is?"

"No. But it is where she will be shortly."

"Juandissimo, you won't come between Wanda and Cosmo, will you?"

"Of course not. I wouldn't dream of it."