So, we needed to avoid the Scorchio. Easy, right? Wrong.
Why? Mum must have given it a third of her weapons -- such as her famed collar.
"This is awful," I sighed.
"What?" asked Hannah. Unlike me, she did not
know about mum's weapons.
"You see that collar?" I asked, pointing.
"Um, barely. What about it?"
"It is one of the BEST weapons in the history
of Neopia!!" I cried.
"Oh," said Hannah, as though it didn't really
matter, "no problem."
"What?" I asked. I was clueless now.
"Hey, you don't know what we have."
"You mean, apart from the really awful odds
that we're going to survive?" I asked skeptically.
"Yup," she replied, really cheerfully.
"Well, what DO we have?"
"You," Hannah replied.
"What about me?"
"Well, Jhudora can't really hurt her own Neopet,
can she?"
"I guess not ..."
"So that's how we get past!"
I paused. "Does that mean you're going to use
me as bait just so you can get inside ..." I began.
"No, you'll knock on your front door, your mum'll
open it, I'll get inside and when you see me inside you'll run inside really
quickly and we'll get past your mum ..."
"No," I said, "what'll really happen is I knock
on the door, she opens it and pushes me off the edge of her cloud."
"Okay," said Hannah, trying to think, "how about
-- we throw rocks at your front door, making it sound like someone's knocking,
we throw another rock at her and knock her out, the Scorchio'll stop guarding
and start worrying, and we can get past -"
"Nope," I said, "one, because we won't be able
to hide around here, and two, we could get into big trouble with the Faerie
Queen for hurting another Faerie --"
"But SHE'S hurting another Faerie!"
"You and I know that, but do we have any proof?"
"The tape --"
"Is not going to have any recordings on it."
Hannah sighed, then lay down.
"It's like 3 a.m.," Hannah said, "should we
stay at Faerie Castle for the rest of the night?"
"No," replied Jhuisa, even though she did want
sleep, "Fyora won't want ME there. I've trusted Jhudora too long."
"So where do we sleep?" Hannah inquired.
"Um ... outside, I guess," Jhuisa looked at
the purple cloud around them. "Let's just hope that my mum doesn't find us."
Hannah nodded, and prepared herself for a long
night.
***
"YOU TWO! WAKE UP!" came a voice.
"Wha?" Jhuisa asked, sleepily. "What d'ya want?"
"Jhudora's gonna get here any minute!" the voice
shrieked.
"Yeah," Jhuisa heard Hannah say, "why?"
"Because she just saw you! Get away!"
Jhuisa finally opened her eyes and saw a young
girl staring at her.
"Mmmm-hmmm -- going now, going now," Jhuisa
said. "C'mon Hannah."
"Whassa time?"
"About eight," said the girl, "so it's not like
-- oh no!"
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" came an angry
voice.
"Um, I don't know ... talking, breathing, standing
-- normal stuff," the girl said, pretty calmly for someone in the presence of
an angry Jhudora.
"Get OUT!" Jhudora yelled.
She quietly left, but never once turning her
back.
"And you two -- d'you really think you can help
Illusen? Well, you might cheer her up, but apart from that..."
Hannah and I glanced at each other. If there
was any signal that we should go, this was it.
"Uh.. we'll... go..." Hannah's voice trailed
off under the angry glare from my mum.
"Go? I don't think so..."
Jhudora took a deep breath, and started speaking
really weirdly.
"Heta Arkda Aeriefa ndaa erha ightma, owerpa
veroa heta Immona ndaa Xiia, tucksa oreverfa ithwa heta neoa hatta akesta wayaa
llaa ightma! Oreverfa oundba yba aa odeca!"
"I haven't heard of this one," I said, mainly
to Hannah.
"Argh!" Hannah let out a quick yell as the scene
around them melted into a stone room, with no doors or windows, one lamp, Illusen,
and a baseball bat.
"What are you doing here?" Illusen asked. I
got the feeling that Illusen didn't trust me very much.
"We've come to save you!" I said.
"But it hasn't worked," said Hannah.
"No kidding," said Illusen, staring at me, "you're
as stuck as I am, Hannah."
"I'M STUCK HERE, TOO!" I yelled, surprising
both Hannah and Illusen. "I - AM - NOT - MY - MUM'S - SPY!!"
"Then how do we get out of here?" asked Illusen.
"You don't know either, and that doesn't make
you Jhudora's spy!" Hannah yelled at her mum.
Hannah picked up the baseball bat, and whacked
the wall with it. It bounced straight off and hit her head.
"Stupid bat," I heard Hannah murmur.
"Wait," I said, seeing something on the wall.
"Hannah, you did something..."
To be continued...
Author's Note: What did Hannah do? APART from hurting her head? Let's see in part three! (Hey, that rhymes...)
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