Something in what it had said, (Arnie wasn't really listening but it did remind her she needed something before seeing the Goodies) made her interrupt the Wysp. "We have to make a short stop before seeing the Goodies," Arnie told the Wysp. "My place is just ahead and I need to pick up a couple of things".
"Your time is my time," smiled the Wysp. That comment alone made Arnie a little more nervous. First with the Wysp offering to help and now being friendly. "I will also have to pick up another magical bottle just in case," thought Arnie. "That sneaky little Wysp is up to something so armed with more than just one bottle might be a good idea."
It had found something else to keep it occupied. "Two other victims to trick," giggled the Wysp as it spied both 'victims' hiding in the bushes.
As Arnie opened her door she was surprised! The place was a mess! "What is going on here?" she thought. "This isn't how I left it..." After walking through the chaos, she soon realized that someone else had been in her home and must have been looking for something. "Why do I have a feeling they are looking for the tablet?" she asked herself. In all of the years she had been 'borrowing', she had never had anyone enter her home. "What is on this tablet?" she whispered to herself.
While Arnie was going from room to room to see if whomever had searched her home had found all of her secret nooks and crannies, the Wysp decided to check out the watchers. "First the rat," she thought. Flying over to where Drat was hiding she hoovered over him and started its questions...
"Whatcha doing? Why are you in the bushes? Your eyes are red, does that mean you are tired?" and many more. Drat knew that he had been spotted, so he did what he figured was the best approach and swatted at the Wysp which it easily avoided. "Go away!" he growled at the little blue fae. "Can't you see I am busy?"
In a bush several yards away, Dulbbe had been day-dreaming about the crystal ball and all that it had taught him about the Dragon language. "Who would have ever known that both numbers and music were required to read Dragon," he thought. "I must see Hewy as soon as I get the tablet back from the Borrower." As he was thinking about how Hewy might be able to help him, he finally noticed the Wysp and Drat in the bushes close to him. "Where did they come from," his eyes popped open in surprise.
"We are going to see the Goodies, do you want to come along?" the little Wysp evilly smiled.
Welcome to my blog. This is where I will reveal the magic of my Fae and their stories and share with you some of the success and pitfalls through the journey of doll making, sculpting, and other crafts that all come back to my dolls in many ways.