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"Blunk and Napoleon's Excellent Adventure" Chapter Four
Miranda followed the trail across town, over the interstate bridge, and into the warehouse district. Came across a pile of wooden planks reeking with the stench of Passling. Continued on until she rounded a corner and found Napoleon and Blunk rolling around on their backs laughing. She stared for a moment, then got their attention by clearing her throat. "Care to explain?" she asked as the cat rolled back onto his feet.
"It'd take too long right now doll." Napoleon answered. "Question though, are you sure we've actually got to send them to jail? Frankly, the humor value'd make them worth keeping around."
"Have you forgotten these guys tried to kill Taranee's mother? So dumb it's funny or not, they're dangerous."
"I suppose so. It's just too bad is all."
"What exactly happened here anyway?" Miranda asked, "Or do I want to know?"
Blunk answered "Blunk tell you what happen! Dumb ugly humans call Blunk Goblin! Can you believe the nerve?"
Looking askance at him, Miranda said "Having met goblins, I've got to point out that there IS a resemblance between them and Passlings…"
"Whoa. Burn bub." Napoleon said.
Blunk was not amused. "Resemblance? Passlings light green, goblins blue green. Passlings three feet tall, goblins two and a half! Passlings have wonderful stench, goblins smell…" Blunk shuddered, "… good!"
"Okay, okay. I'll let it go. But surely that's not all they did." Miranda answered.
Napoleon explained "They also tried to scare him away with a fake 'magic wand'. You don't want to know what they called it."
Miranda picked up the rusty pipe. "This piece of junk?"
"Ooo…" Blunk said, walking over and taking the pipe from her hand. "Nice workmanship in metal. Maybe Blunk install plumbing in new home as well. Mind if Blunk keep?"
"It's all yours." Miranda answered. She turned to the cat. "Smells like they went south from here. You still on the trail?"
"You bet. Let's go."
As they ran through the narrow back alleys of the Heatherfield industrial district, Johnny kept his eyes open for something that would give him a plan. Finally he saw it and yelled for Frankie to stop running. "Whats you got Johnny?" Frankie asked.
Johnny motioned towards the back of a fenced off building. "Checks it out. A perfume factory. We goes in der, the smell'll hides us good. Not ta mention, der should be people workin'. I don't tink da goblin will follow us where other people's will sees it."
"Dat's a good plan Johnny." Frankie agreed. He pulled out a pair of wire cutters and started making a hole in the fence. As he worked, Frankie said "Hey Johnny, I don't wants ta sound nutball or nothin' buts did you notice dat it wasn't just the goblin what laughed at what I said?"
Confused, Johnny asked "What'dya mean?"
"Dere was a cat too." Frankie replied, "A normal cat, likes a housecat, or so it looked like at first. But whens da goblin started laughing, I swears it rolled on it's back and started laughing too."
Johnny searched his memory. "Holy cow, youse right!" he exclaimed. "And youse know what Frankie? I seen dat cat somewhere before… Yeah! Yeah, it was with da cat-thing in da restaurant! Frankie, we's got a problem! Deese tings, dey workin' togethers see?"
"So what does we do?" Frankie asked as he finished cutting the fence.
"We get's inside where dey can't smell us, for now. After dat, I dunno."
Together, the men squeezed through the chain link fence, then carefully moved it back into place hiding the cut as best they could. They turned and ran across the concrete lot to the factory's back door. "We're good now Frankie." Johnny said as he picked the lock. "Probably, da goblin won't reveals itself ta other people, so it won'ts follow us in. But if it does follow, we's still better off, 'cause we'll have help."
Johnny picked the lock and opened the door. Beyond lay the factory interior, crowded with machinery, working tirelessly to produce it's products… …and totally automated. There were no people in sight. "Now what?" Frankie asked…
Elyon returned home to find the light for the answering machine blinking. Pressed the button and skipped through the first few messages from telemarketers. Then the fifth call caught her attention. "Elyon," Miranda's voice said, "Iranintothetwoguysfromtheshelterrobbery.Can'tfollowmyself,Gideon'swaitingonme,butNapoleonistrackingthem.Ihaven'tbeenabletocontacttheGuardians,sopleasecallmebackwhenyouhearthismessage."
Elyon turned off the machine and thought for a moment. She could contact the other girls telepathically and have them join in. "But it's just a pair of low-life loser hoods." She thought. "Surely it won't take all the Guardians for that. And besides, I wanna see for myself that I can handle this." She dialed Miranda's cell phone…
Meanwhile, Napoleon, Blunk and Miranda had tracked the hoodlum's scent trail to what looked like a dead end. "They climb over fence?" Blunk wondered.
Napoleon walked to the fence, smelled the chain links at the bottom, then stood on his back legs and smelled again higher up. "I don't think so. No scent on the links up here."
"They can't have doubled back." Miranda thought, "We'd have noticed two distinct trails where they left their first path…"
"Look! Look look!" Blunk exclaimed. He pointed at a part of the fence. "Blunk thought fence was broken here. But look!" He pulled the links where Frankie had cut them, opening a hole.
"Not bad bub." Napoleon said. "Man, I feel like punching myself for not seeing that."
Miranda's phone began to ring as she bent down and stepped through the hole in the fence. "Igotyourmessage." Elyon said when she answered. "Anywordyet?"
"Gideon had to go home early, so I caught up. They've gone into some kind of factory. We're heading towards the door right now."
"Sendthelocationtomyphone,I'lljoinyouthere." Elyon answered.
Miranda needed instructions on how to access and send GPS data to Elyon's phone, but after walking her through the process the queen saw where they were and teletransported there. "Whoa. When did Blunk get into this?" she asked.
"Long story." Napoleon and Miranda said simultaneously.
The Passling said, "Blunk sewer house fall apart. Blunk look for wood to build new house. Mean stupid men insult Blunk. That whole story. Not long at all."
"We stand corrected." Napoleon said. "Now let's focus, Johnny and Frankie are in there."
Elyon followed the cat's gaze to the factory building. "Hey, I know this place! They make stuff like cologne and shampoos here."
" I wonder how many people are working inside?" Miranda wondered.
"Probably not many, these places are all robots anymore." Napoleon answered her.
Elyon glance down at the cat as they reached the door. "Isn't it time for you to Regent-up?"
"I'm saving it for effect. Trust me doll, when I do it right in front of them it'll be awesomely funny."
"Alright. Let's get this over with." Miranda pulled open the door, and they were all struck by the powerful, overwhelming smell of perfumes from within. "Trouble." She said, "Even my nose can't track their scent through this."
"Mine either." Napoleon said.
"Well, at least it's a pleasant smell." Elyon said. "Hey Blunk, can you get their trail?" The Passling was on the floor retching. "Blunk? What's wrong?" Elyon exclaimed.
"Smell…" Blunk gasped, "Smell so good, it's horrible!" He tore two small shreds off of his vest and stuffed them in his nose. "Ahh… that better… Nice normal stink…"
Rolling her eyes, Elyon said "Okay, I guess we'll have to find them the old fashioned way."
"Luck?" Napoleon asked.
"Exactly."