Revised: 13/8/2012

Scene 12

MULCH: Shouldn't we wait for Arty?

HOLLY: Shut up

MULCH: You sound...

HOLLY: Shhh, I heard something.

Explosion. Holly, Mulch and Foaly get thrown of their feet. Holly's helmet gets knocked of her head.

OPAL: (over loud speakers) Holly dear, I thought you might like to know that I have little Arty and that weird girl too.

Holly, Mulch and Foaly run back to the room to see every thing the exact same.

VALKYRIE: Hey, you're back.

HOLLY: You're still here. (frowning)

SKULDUGGERY: It would appear so.

FOALY: Opal must be losing her touch.

MULCH: Quite a bit of her touch.

VALKYRIE: Can you untie us now?

HOLLY: I suppose so...

TANITH: I object!

Everyone turns and looks at her.

TANITH: I just felt like saying something. Untie us please.

SKULDUGGERY: I have said it once and I will way it again. You are so unprofessional.

Valkyrie laughs.

TANITH: (waves hand dismissively) Yeah, yeah, I know.

VALKYRIE: Can you untie us now?

Holly unties Skulduggery, Tanith and Valkyrie.

ARTEMIS: We will have to blindfold you to leave.

MULCH: Hey! I just had a great idea! Why don't these people help us find Opal? Since they're already here?

HOLLY: No.

ARTEMIS: Maybe... that's actually not a bad idea.

FOALY: That's the first good idea you've ever had.

MULCH: (turns to Holly) Sorry, you're out voted.

HOLLY: (scowl) Fine.

MULCH: Great. (Claps hands)

VALKYRIE: Wait, what are we doing?

MULCH: Helping us track down a very pretty evil deranged pixie.

TANITH: A pixie? Aren't they, like, little people with wings?

HOLLY: Mulch!

MULCH: (sheepishly) Sorry.

SKULDUGGERY: Okay, no more secrets. It will be easier for everyone. What are you really?

MULCH: I'm a dwarf. (Strikes a pose looking proud)

ARTEMIS: The rest of us are what we look like. A centaur, a criminal mastermind, and a bodyguard.

VALKYRIE: I'm a human. But I'm also an Elemental and Necromancer. Like so.

(Conjures flames in one hand and water in the other.)

TANITH: I'm an Adept. But I specialise in fighting.

SKULDUGGERY: (taps his collar and his facade melts off.) I'm a skeleton. And an Elemental.

FOALY: No. No, not possible.

ARTEMIS: How do you... with the fire and water?

VALKYRIE: Magic. (creepy smile)

HOLLY: (with a sigh) I'm really an elf.

SKULDUGGERY: (nods) Can we make a few phone calls? The more people you have the better.

HOLLY: No.

ARTEMIS: Actually, yes. I hacked into their phones so they won't be able to say anything suspicious.

HOLLY: (sigh) okay then.

VALKYRIE: (pulls out mobile and takes a picture sending it) Fletcher will be here shortly.

Fletcher appears.

FLETCHER: Hi.

HOLLY: Ah! D'Arvit!

FLETCHER: Come on, I don't look that bad.

VALKYRIE: Fletcher you idiot.

FLEACHER: I thought we agreed that I am not an idiot?

ARTEMIS: How does he do that?

VALKYRIE: He's a Teleported.

ARTEMIS: Meaning?

VALKYRIE: He can move from place to place without actually doing anything.

ARTEMIS: Right.

HOLLY: If we're all ready, let's go.

Valkyrie looks at Skulduggery.

VALKYRIE: Do we want Mr Bliss, China, Ghastly, anyone else?

SKULDUGGERY: China and Ghastly won't fight, but they might help. Mr Bliss might fight if we gave him something.

VALKYRIE: I think he'll help.

Skulduggery takes out his phone and rings Mr Bliss. A few minutes later, he hangs up.

SKULDUGGERY: Fletcher, get Mr Bliss.

FLETCHER: But-

SKULDUGGERY: Now.

Fletcher teleports, grumbling, then reappears with Mr Bliss.

HOLLY: D'Arvit!

MULCH: If you say that one more time, I am going to paint D'Arvit over your chest, in big capital letters.

HOLLY: It would not be the first time.

MULCH: What do you mean it would not be the first time.

HOLLY: Well I was on traffic duty and had a run in with a fish smuggler. Cutting a long story short. I got covered in gel swore just as the circet shorted out, so it was stuck on my chest.

MULCH: (eagerly) then what?

HOLLY: Root called me in for my test to join LEPrecon…

FOALY: (rolling on the floor laughing) I could just imagine Julius's face. You never put that in your report. Wandering around an island with D'Arvit on your chest. (Foaly laughs even harder)

FLEATCHER: What does D'Arvit mean?

ARTEMIS: It is the fairy equivalent to a swear word