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Taking a deep breath to brace myself, I sent Timmy a reassuring smile before stepping through the portal. It wasn't what I was expecting, no worm holes, no turbulence, nothing. It was incredibly smooth, as if I was moving from one room to another. Dwalin was in front of me, and even though he appeared brave and guarding, I could see his knees shaking. That was perfectly understandable, too; Goblin legend says this is a place of fear, a place of death.

The land was barren, jagged rocks and cliffs jutted up from the ground; and it was hot. Oh man was it hot.

"Tootie!" spinning on my heel, and found Timmy and Poof forge their way through the gate, closely followed by Cosmo and Wanda. Timmy immediately moved to my side, and if I didn't know any better, I'd say he was being protective. Already sweaty, I looked at him with a soft smile. Understanding my expression, he turned to Cosmo and Wanda to issue a wish.

"I wish we had some water." I watched as the two lifted their wands with smiles, only to have them go limp with an odd, artificial fart kind of noise.

"That's odd, I wonder why it didn't work." Wanda thought out loud, and Dwalin turned to face our pathetic looking party.

"Faeries in Pooka territory now. Faerie-Magik won't work." He explained, causing Cosmo and Wanda to look at each other nervously.

"That's not good, is it Wanda?" the green haired faerie asked innocently, and Wanda nodded.

"It looks like we're relying on Dwalin for this adventure." She concluded, and I wanted nothing more than to tell her that that was probably for the best, when something caught my eye. Movement, off in the distance. Something was watching us.

Dwalin noticed too, as I saw him stiffen and turn his eyes to the same direction.

"Dwalin?" he didn't respond right away, simply listened while Timmy and his faeries argued about something or other.

"Something watching Dwalin and his friends. Dwalin wants to move now." He insisted when he finally did speak, and I nodded while motioning for the others to follow.

The further we walked, the hotter it seemed to get. Propriety, though, only allowed us to remove our jackets and t-shirts. As subtle as possible I would sneak glances at Timmy, at his white and relatively undefined chest. He wasn't built, barely even fit. He was just skinny. Just like me.

"Tootie-Man-Brat." Dwalin's voice brought me out of my peeping, and I crouched next to Dwalin so he could whisper to me.

"The Man-Brats and the Faeries must be careful. Morrigan-Witch has her spies out." He warned, and I was about to ask what he was talking about when, again, something moved near some of the jagged landscape. Standing slowly, I tried narrowing my eyes so I could see a bit better. The movement was coming from the rocks, as if they themselves were alive.

"Dwalin . . . ?" I started, looking over my shoulder to find Dwalin staring at the rocks wide eyed.

"Run! Follow Dwalin and run!" he shouted, before turning in the other direction and sprinting away. Even in my brief moment of confusion and fear, and found myself admiring the speed Goblins posses.

Suddenly, something broke violently away from the rocks I was facing, and it was then I realized the danger we were all in. It looked like a giant bearded dragon, made entirely out of the harsh desert rock it just dislodged from. Screaming, I turned and ran as fast as I could after Dwalin, grabbing Timmy's wrist and jerking him with me.

I couldn't tell which way we were going, nor did I bother studying the landscape. It's kind of difficult when one has a massive rock demon chasing you. Unexpectedly, Dwalin stopped running, and I tried to stop next to him. Only problem with that theory was the Timmy was going just as fast as I was, right behind me. As soon as I came to a halt, he slammed right into me, and forced me into the reason Dwalin stopped.

It was a cliff.

A big one.

Another scream ripped its way from my mouth as I fell, presumably to my death were it not for the fact that someone's hand caught my wrist.

"Tootie!"

"Tootie-Man-Brat!"

Tearing my eyes away form the long drop below me, I looked up to see Timmy's face turning red as he tried to keep a grip on my wrist, and Dwalin adding more weight to Timmy so he wouldn't fall in as well. The young Turner looked absolutely panicked, and I couldn't figure out why. I was no Trixie Tang; hell, we were barely even friends. I was always just the creepy girl that was in love with him, that he could use as target practice for water balloons. Yet as I hung suspended fifty plus feet from my death, with only he and Dwalin as my saviors, the look in his eyes said anything but.

"Timmy . . ." I somehow found my voice, and at his name Timmy's resolve seemed to strengthen.

"I'm not going to let you go you, Tootie." He affirmed, and I felt my insides tingle. I thought back to my tenth birthday, when he kept grabbing my hands, and how it made me feel. Right then I wanted nothing more then to shout at the top of my lungs YOU'RE HOLDING MY HAND! but I had matured since that day.

"Timmy! Dwalin!" Wanda's voice sounded frantic, and I could hear Cosmo to a lesser extent screaming about a monster.

"Dwalin, go help Cosmo and Wanda." I told my Goblin friend, and he shook his head in defiance.

"No Tootie-Man-Brat –" he started, but I was in no mood for an argument.

"Dwalin-Goblin let go of Timmy-Man-Brat and help Faeries now!" I shouted up at him, and for a moment he looked like he was going to cry. But then he nodded and let go of Timmy before disappearing from my sight. As soon as he released his grip, Timmy slid forward a bit, causing me to lower even more. To help compensate for Dwalin's absence, I reached out and took hold the rough edges while looking for footing. As soon as I touched the rock, I could feel the magic in it. I could hear as well as feel Dwalin's use of Goblin magic to ward off the demon.

"Timmy, they need your help." I muttered as I found a secure footing. He looked at me confused, not quite understanding what I was telling him to do.

"Tootie . . ." Summoning all my courage, I gazed up at him with a reassuring smile, seeming braver than I felt.

"Hey, I grew up with Vicky as an older sister – I'll be fine." I laughed humorlessly, and Timmy shook his head at me.

"I can't let you go, Tootie." He told me sternly, and if I wasn't so stubborn, I would have looked deeply into his words.

"Timmy, let me go, and help them. Who knows, maybe I'll be most useful down here." I could tell by the glint in his eyes that he was about to argue again, when Wanda's particularly hysterical call of his name stopped him.

"You'll be fine." He told me, and I nodded, even as I forcibly removed my hand.

"I'll be fine." Was the last thing I told him as I began scaling the face of the cliff. Through the rock I could feel Dwalin's pain, and could gather an image of what was happening based off the noises.

Going slow and steady, I had to hunt for footholds, and slipped more times than I was willing to admit. I could hear the grunts and shouts from my friends above me, and was just about at my breaking point, when abruptly my foot hit a void. Looking down, I found the mouth of a cave in the rock face. Relief and excitement flooded me as I crawled down into it, drawing a circle with the few Goblin markings I knew in it.

"Dwalin! Grab the others and find the circle!" I shouted, my voice reverberating off the walls. It only took a few moments before a flash of a color I couldn't I couldn't identify filled my vision, and I stumbled back into the rocks.

"Tootie-Man-Brat!" Dwalin's shout entered my ears and as soon as I could see again, the little Goblin had leapt onto my legs in a hug. Shocked at the fact that a Goblin had initiated physical contact, all I could do was bend over and hug him in return. It was short, but pleasant.

Once he let go of me, I turned my attention to the three faeries and Timmy, and instantly decided I didn't want to know what happened. Their clothes were tattered, they were dusty, sweaty, had a few bruises, and even a bit of blood. Poof looked like he wanted to go another round, while Timmy on the other hand looked the most beaten, battered and tortured of them all. Moving from the circle, he approached me, and pulled me into a crushing hug. Once again I was shocked, but hugged him back as he buried his face in my hair and neck.

"Told you I'd be most useful down here." I whispered, and caught sight Wanda smiling while Poof and Cosmo faked gagging. Realizing what he was doing, Timmy pulled away from me as if burned, and I tried to pretend that it didn't hurt.

"Dwalin, what was that?" I asked as we all sat down, and he summoned us as much water as he could, which wasn't a whole lot.

"Pooka, one of Morrigan-Witch's servants. Deadly. Tootie-Man-Brat better fix Timmy-Man-Brat's wounds. Faeries and Goblins heal from Pooka scratch and bite, but Man-Brats not magic." I nodded my understanding, and immediately ripped off the lower part of my shirt to dress Timmy's wounds.

"What's a Pooka, Dwalin-Goblin?" Timmy asked, and I smiled at his attempt to be friendly. Dwalin eyed him suspiciously, before walking over to the little pool he created and sat down cross-legged.

"Pooka a shape-shifter. Usually good, but bad when they enter Riocht Meirg. That's when they fall under spell of Morrigan-Witch." Dwalin explained, and I watched with amusement as Poof and Cosmo floated down to sit cross-legged like the Goblin. So much for not really liking each other.

"And who's Morrigan-Witch? Oh oh oh! I know! She's the bad guy, right?" Cosmo offered as he stuck his hand in the air and waved it excitedly.

"Right Cosmo-Faerie. Morrigan-Witch is Mieg-Mistress's sister. Mieg-Mistress was given Riocht Cluricaune, and Morrigan-Witch Riocht Meirg. Morrigan-Witch not happy, so land cursed." He continued spinning his tale for the faeries, and I couldn't help but laugh softly at the sight they presented. This would be a perfect example of that Building Bridges program .

"What's Riocht Cluricaune?" Timmy leaned over to ask me, and I once again felt the shiver of pleasure.

"It's the name of the Kingdom of Goblins. I think that's what it roughly translates to, but my Goblin isn't perfect yet." I joked, and when Timmy looked at me, I couldn't look away. There was an intense moment between us, which I had to forcibly break to look at Dwalin.

"Dwalin-Goblin, Tootie-Man-Brat done fixing Timmy-Man-Brat's wounds. Dwalin-Goblin use rest of water to fix Magik." I told him, and he nodded before standing up and jumping into the pool. To my surprise, when Poof thought it looked like fun and jumped in too, Dwalin didn't kick him out. The two splashed and played, and even brought Cosmo in. After making sure her son and husband were safe, Wanda floated over to us to try and have an adult conversation.

"Why does he need the water?" Timmy asked, and I let Wanda answer it while I stood and walked to the mouth of the cave, watching the heat rise from the sand.

"Goblins are nature spirits, and damp ones at that. You know how we get our power from our wands? Well, they get theirs from the earth." She left off, and I picked up the clarification.

"Out here in the desert is where Dwalin is at his weakest. He needs to be able to keep his strength up so he can get us to the next gate, and since there are no forests around here, the next best thing would be water. It's not the same, but it'll have to do." I concluded, and Timmy thought it over before smiling crookedly.

"How come you guys know all this stuff and I don't?" Wanda and I shared a smile, and she shrugged her shoulders in a pseudo-innocent way.

"Just lucky I guess." I told him, and we all had a laugh that was too short lived.

"DWALIN-GOBLIN! DWALIN-GOBLIN I CALL YOU OUT!" it was a female voice, and Dwalin immediately stopped his light-hearted fun to stare at the mouth of the cave.

"Morrigan-Witch."

*

Timmy stood, and he and Wanda joined Tootie and Dwalin at the cave entrance. There, in the middle of the sand was a woman, clad in an orange dress that moved with the wind and the sand around her. Her skin was the color or the rocks around her, and her hair seemed to be made of sand. At her feet were two creatures Timmy had never seen, but could best be described as resembling Doberman Pinschers. The only difference being they were much bigger, and made out of rock, like the bearded dragon they fought earlier.

"DWALIN-GOBLIN! MORRIGAN KNOWS WHY YOU VENTURE INTO HER KINGDOM! COME DOWN AND SHE PROMISES NOT TO HARM YOU!" Tootie looked down at Dwalin, and shrugged her shoulders.

"What other choice is there? If we don't, she'll just send those demons up to get us." Dwalin seemed to accept her reasoning, and turned back to the woman.

"Dwalin and company agree to come down. Morrigan-Witch must drawn a circle for fastest route!" he shouted down at her, and Morrigan nodded. She produced a staff from behind her, and used it to draw a much more accurate circle of what Tootie had.

"FIND THE CIRCLE!" Morrigan called up when she was done, and Timmy and Tootie grabbed onto Dwalin, who disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Wanda gathered Poof and Cosmo, and the three faeries floated down to join the growing group in the sand.

"Dwalin-Goblin, Morrigan is willing to help Dwalin and his friends get to her sister's kingdom." Morrigan stated, but the way she said it made Timmy move to stand in front of Tootie, even just slightly.

"Why would Morrigan-Witch do that? Morrigan-Witch doesn't like Mieg-Mistress." Dwalin argued, and Morrigan looked up at her henchmen with a swift nod. Both disappeared in a flurry of sand that had Timmy jumping, grabbing Tootie's hand in the process.

"Morrigan may not like her sister, but Morrigan loves her. Besides, the Roma-Demons are growing stronger. Once they finish Mieg-Sister's kingdom, what's to stop them from Riocht Meirg?" she reasoned, and Dwalin seemed to accept that.

"So, point Dwalin to the gateway, and he with his friends will stop the Roma-Demons." He asserted, but Morrigan shook her head.

"The gateway is neither here nor there. No real location. It moves always with Morrigan, where she goes it goes." She explained, and to prove her point, raised her arms. With them, from the sand rose an archway made from the material around them.

"Only Morrigan can call the gateway, so only Morrigan can let creatures into Riocht Cluricaune. Morrigan is her sister's guardian."

Dwalin seemed to study the Sand Witch for a few moments, as if seeing her with new eyes, before nodding and turning towards his companions.

"Hurry, Dwalin thinks not much time left." With that, he bowed to Morrigan and rushed through the gateway. Tootie smiled and thanked the Witch, while helping Timmy through as well. The Faeries were the last through, and they all huddled together and went as wide as possible around their aide.

Once all had passed, Morrigan smiled and allowed herself to disperse into sand, the gateway blown apart with her.

FOP