Sarah - Sarah use the stone now...

Sarah was confused. What stone? She looked around quickly and saw a brick on the ground and picked it up, glaring at the two trolls who entered the room.

"Watcha gonna do wit dat little goil?" The bigger of the trolls laughed then screamed in pain when Sarah ran forward and threw the brick on his foot. The troll started jumping up and down making the other one laugh. Sarah kicked him in the knee screaming a war cry at the top of her lungs as Trinka took her shot. She tried to blast them with energy but nothing happened.

"I'm running too low on power," the little fairy yelled. "Clarice?"

The leader of the fairies, spun around drawing light into her body, tranforming it into power. Each fairy took the power into her body, adding a bit of their own magic into it before sending it onto the next. The ball of power grew and seemed to hum with fury, taking on a life of its own. The trolls stared at it, mesmerized.

When all of them had added to the blast of energy and sent it back to their leader, Merliah spread her wings and Clarice threw the power into the bird forcefully. Merliah froze for a moment and then spun into a frantic spiral, going higher into the air until she was ablaze with magic. Then she threw the magic into Sarah who instinctively raised her hands, blinding the trolls, freezing them in place.

Sarah Marie Williams - what is happening? I demand you use that stone right this minute!

"Did I do that?" Sarah gasped. "How did I do that? And who is that man in my head?"

Penelope saw Sarah protect her and stood taller, determined.

"Quickly, we have to get out of here, champion," she cried.

"Champion? That sounds familiar," Sarah mused as they ran down the stairs.

I should know you would not listen to me now, when do you ever? When I see you again, you are in so much trouble young lady.

Famish ran towards them, evil in his glare and tried to grab Penelope. Sarah ran toward him and kicked him in the knee, screaming in a loud voice. The king went to hit her but she moved out of his way. She ducked and kicked him again.

"Penelope, up to your room - now," he yelled. Penelope blasted him with a bolt of lightning that set him back onto the cold stone floor. Sarah's eyes grew wide.

"That's awesome," she said. Penelope smiled.

"I'm magical. Momma taught me," the smile faded. "He killed my momma."

Sarah hugged her tightly. "Let's get you out of here," she said softly and the princess nodded, sniffing loudly. The fairies and Merliah formed a protective circle around the girls, fluttering wildly with magical defense.

"The stone, Sarah, the blue stone in your pocket," Clarice said and Famish growled.

"A wishing stone? Give it to me." He advanced on them and Sarah raised the sapphire over her head to throw it.

"No Sarah - don't throw it," Trinka called. "We all have to be touching it for it to take us home."

"Home?" Sarah said. Everyone quickly touched it and Sarah wished them home.

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Sarah looked around her room and frowned. It looked different, none of the clothes were in her size and there were newspaper stories about her mother being in California hanging on her mirror.

"Where are we?" Penelope asked. Clarice hit her face with her hand and sighed.

"Sarah, you wished us to your house, I told you to wish us home."

"This is my home," little Sarah said, folding her arms over her chest. Clarice tried again.

"Sarah, you are under a spell. You are not seven years old. You are an adult and you wished us to the wrong home."

"You are crazy."

"Yes, because I'm trying to logically explain to an enchanted queen why she needs to wish us back to the Under Ground," Clarice agreed.

"Who's a queen?" Penelope said irritated. "She's not a queen."

"Yes, she is - at least she will be when she finishes her challenges and marries the Goblin King," Vellum answered.

"Goblin King?" Sarah shouted. "Ew! No way would I ever do that. You can all go home now."

"Sarah, listen to reason," Trinka tried to explain, "you were put under a youth spell. You're an adult."

"What?" Sarah asked, sitting on the bed. Was it always this high off the ground?

"Um, you were accidentally put under a youth spell."

"I'm hungry," Penelope said. "Do you have pancakes?"

"We can make them," Sarah said, excited. "Pancakes are yummy."

They ran downstairs, followed by protesting fairies and Merliah.

"Grab a bowl," Sarah yelled as she opened the refrigerator and took out eggs. Penelope looked at it in awe.

"What is that?"

"Just the fridge - don't you have one in your house?"

"Nope, just an ice house and we use magic in it to keep it running most days."

"Wow - let's mix up everything then we can make the pancakes - do you like cherries in yours?"

"Here, have an egg," Penelope said, throwing one at Sarah's head. It cracked and made a mess in her hair.

"Hey, that's not fair," Sarah cried, throwing eggs as if they were snowballs. The two girls destroyed the kitchen rapidly, flour and eggs scattered and then they looked at the stove.

"I'm not allowed to use the stove," Sarah said. "I forgot."

"We need a grown up," Penelope agreed. She looked at the fairies. "Are you guys grown ups?"

"They aren't grown ups, they're shrink downs," Sarah said, laughing at her own joke. Penelope laughed too and the fairies gave each other looks of frustration before giggling.

A blaze of glitter and lightning blasted into the room and they all shielded their eyes from the magical storm. The Goblin King stood there in all his glory, glaring at the girls and the little owl who perched on his Sarah's shoulder.

"Do you have any idea just how long I've been looking for you? I tried your apartment, your place of employment, even your ex boyfriend's house. Who by the way dresses like a buffoon and has the table manners of a mongoose." He flicked off bits of hamburger. "The man spat out his food when he saw me appear. The rudeness of humans is not to be believed."

"Look a grown up," Sarah cried. "He can make the pancakes."

"Goblin King, we apologize," Clarice said meekly. "We did manage to rescue everyone."

"If you mean Sarah managed to rescue all of you, you'd be more accurate," he glared and she smirked, nodding.

"As you say," she answered and he rolled his eyes.

"Can you turn the oven on?" Penelope asked him and he stared at her, then at Sarah. They were both covered in flour and broken eggs.

"We're going back now, hold hands, sing a song - whatever you fairies do when travelling through the veil between worlds." He picked up Sarah and Penelope and they all disappeared in a blaze of glitter.