Category: Fiddlefaddle

Special Edition of the Bellwether

4/14/2021

Everyone is reading all about it!!! Snoop got the scoop! The truth behind the strange sightings in the Wandering Woods (or at least the foot prints and strange lights anyway) has been discovered.

Click here to read this Special Edition of the Bellwether

Several days ago Snoop volunteered to search out the Woods to discover the strange reports that had been coming in. What he has discovered will change everything in the Realms and you are reading it here first!

As Hewy and Sprout eat a quick snack at the Sugar Plum Bakery, the latest headlines catch the Troll's eye. Quickly scanning the article he grabs the young dryad and heads for the door. "We have somewhere to be," is all he tells Sprout.

Efem, Cornelia, and Parsley were all drinking tea while they waited to hear the latest reports from the Mushroom Line and Twitter birds when the special edition of the Bellwether arrived. Instantly they all jumped to their feet and started for the door. In their haste, Parsley did not even remember to leave a message for her son, Sprout. "I am sure he will find something to eat on his own," she thought after the three of them had hurried down the trail.

Nemmer, finally giving up on finding The CAT let alone a Wish Dragon, was walking home to have dinner with his wife, Cornelia, not realizing that at that moment she was closer to finding the Wish Dragon than he was. As he stooped in the doorway to pick up the newspaper that had just been delivered, he decided to quickly scan the headlines to catch-up on local events. He never had a chance to turn to the next page as he dropped the paper, turned around, and headed back down the trail.

As Fiddlefaddle delivered copies of the paper to both the Baron and Dowager with their tea, soon it would be known that their secret was out. The Wish Dragon had been discovered! “I hope Hungry will be alright,” thought Griselda, the Dowager, as she read the article.

Taking a break from his many duties at the stable, Scarlet was spending a minute reading the latest edition of the Bellwether. “Did you see this Meen?” asked the farrier to the jumping Pyksee. Before Meen could answer he continued, “Your Dragon friend has been discovered to be lose in the Woods and will be making an appearance at the Magical Wishing Well out back behind the King’s Castle today. Let’s go see how he’s been doing but first you should tell the Shadows' King.”

… and yes readers, we too will have a representative of the Bellwether on hand at the meeting to keep you informed as to what transpires at the Magical Wishing Well.

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Where the heck is everybody???

6/30/2020

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For those of you who have been following Hungry (and for those of you who are new to the adventure), we thought it best to bring everyone up-to-date on where everyone in the Realm of Wymsy and the Shadows' Realm is at and what are they currently doing...

To start off, we last saw Hewy, Parsley, Cornelia, Efem, and Sprout leaving Parsley's mushroom cottage together to meet with the Sleeping Sisters after receiving a Petal Post invitation.

Spirits were high as Hewy was hoping to see someone he had not heard from in many years and the others were excited as they had never been invited before to meet with the Sleeping Sisters. Even though they had received messages from them several times in the past, now they were being invited into the Hallow Chambers. The only one who was not excited was Sprout - all he had hoped for was dinner. I mean, how does one expect a growing teenager to survive without frequent meals?

Little do they all realize, but this unique meeting could shape the entire future of both the Realm of Wymsy and the Shadows' Realm.

Meanwhile, Nemmer, the Archer of the Elfshot Guild and Cornelia's husband, is off on a mission that Cornelia and Efem started him on. He and The CAT were sent to find Hungry. Currently he is somewhere in the forest continuing to follow the trail but where The CAT is, nobody knows.

While Nemmer (and who knows what The CAT is doing) is searching for Hungry, the inhabitants of The Baron's Mansion in the Realm of Wymsy are also wondering what has become of their dragon friend. They had last seen him going off to play with Meen, the Pyksee.

The Baron wonders what has happen to him for he had been hoping for a new adventure. While Griselda, the Dowager, sees Hungry as a new hope for the future. Fiddlefaddle and Sneefle are there to serve and watch over these residents as Fiddlefaddle is the Baron's BAT man and Sneefle is the Dowager's faithful servant.

So where is Meen? She is off on another mission for Hunter, the King of the Shadows' Realm. Occasionally she is tasked by him to run messages since she likes to spend most of her time running and jumping (if not also playing practical jokes). Normally, a tune is all that fills her head when she is jumping, but this time, she too is wondering where her friend was at and if she was going to maybe bump into him as she delivered her latest message.

So, now that we know where everyone else is, where is the guest of honor? He is currently somewhere in the forest searching for his lost pillow and trying to find his new friend, Sprout. Hungry had first met Sprout outside of the Sugar Plum Bakery but lost him as they were traveling back to Sprout's home on the other side of the forest. If only Sprout had known that the others were looking for his new friend, just maybe they might have found him sooner...

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MOM!!! What ARE you doing here???

8/7/2018

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Now Griselda has been "patiently" waiting in the parlor for someone to show up. "That boy had better return soon," she tells herself for the hundredth time. Finally she hears voices in the hallway getting closer. "It's about time," she mumbles.

"Fiddlefaddle, you did remember to lock the door to the caves didn't you?" she hears the Baron ask as he enters the parlor. Busy talking to Fiddlefaddle, he doesn't notice the Dowager sitting in his chair.

"Allowishes, where have you been?" Griselda asks.

“Mom?! Mom... what are you doing here?” spurts the Baron.

“I am here because you apparently need me here! Why was there no one to answer the door? You really should get some more help. I assume Fiddlefaddle is still with you, is he not? He at least should have answered the door? There he is now - better late than never I suppose. Fiddlefaddle, some tea please.”

“Oh this is getting even more interesting,” grumbles Fiddlefaddle as he leaves to make tea. “First a visitor in the caves and now one in the parlor and all I wanted to do was to put my tired feet up.”

“Sit down young man. Are you going to tell me about it or do you think you can still hide secrets from your mother?" commands Griselda as she motions to another of the chairs in the room.

Still a little surprised to see his mother, the Baron sat and just stared at her. Finally he found the words to ask again, “What are you doing here Mom? I mean, when did you get here and how was your journey?”

“You can ask me those questions later, let’s talk about your new house guest in the caves below the mansion. I want to meet it… now! Do you know what kind it is?”

Looking slightly confused the Baron replied, “How would I know? Aren't all Dragons alike?”

“Don’t worry, I will show you my son. I would like to meet this Dragon, but before I do, I need a dandelion about to go to seed.”

The Baron just stared at his mother and wondered if she was going crazy... or was he?

Click here to see the tutorial on how to make your own Wish Dandelion

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Down to the Dark Depths...

7/5/2018

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While Meen and Snooker are "discussing" the merit of secrets, the Baron is about to discover a few of his own. Now, if you didn't see the message from the Baroness, here is a quick reminder.

At this point, the Baron thinks it might be a good idea to discover just what is going on beneath his mansion. Of course that includes dragging along Fiddlefaddle, his faithful but sometimes grumpy manservant, whether he wants to or not.

"Hold on Fiddlefaddle. Let me go first. By the way, you did bring the key to open the door to the Caves, correct?"

"Of course I brought the key", grumbles Fiddlefaddle.

Being an adventurer and protector of strange animals, the Baron is hoping to again see the creature he came across this morning as he was walking to the mansion.

"Wouldn't that be grand? Seeing something that has not been seen around here for a long time", he thought.

Upon arriving at the secret door to the entrance of the underground caves, the Baron asks Fiddlefaddle for the key to open it. Slowly he pulls on the door and peers around it. Sitting on a nest of rocks in the middle of the cavern is the creature he spied in the Woods.

"Hello again Hungry. I am Baron Belvedere Allowishes Theodore Steffon. You may call me BATS if you like. This is my batman, Fiddlefaddle Ruckersack. Did you know that you are living under my home?"

"Is that okay? Granny Flare and the Baroness said I could stay here and that I should because I am a secret," replied the Dragon.

"Of course you can. I hope you and I will become close friends. Now, are you HUNGRY?"

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Hidden in a message...

5/24/2018

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"Terrific! I got you back before Granny even knew you were gone. Hungry, I am getting out of here before she shows up", whispered Meen. "See you later, and you better stay inside or Granny will get annoyed and you know what that means. No sweets!"

Hungry watched Meen as she scampered out of the cave.

"No sweets?" But I like sweets," Hungry growled.

"Hungry! Where have you been? I have been looking high and low for you. You know you aren't to leave this cave! Do you want someone to see you?" Granny Flare shouts, pointing her finger at the little Dragon. "Do you know what would happen if anyone saw you?"

"No, what would happen?" he asks. "Would they feed me?" Granny could tell, this was not going to be easy raising a baby Dragon.

Meanwhile, as the Baron was starting to settle down on a chair in the parlor, he thought he heard voices. "What's this? Hearing voices at my age? I'm not that old!" he mumbled to himself. "Now I am talking to myself... Fiddlefaddle, where are you?"

The faithful batman was just finishing unlocking more doors when he heard his name called. "Now what?" he thought, "I haven't even been able to put away the luggage."

Entering the parlor, he sees the Baron sitting near the fireplace.

"Fiddlefaddle, we need to check out the Mansion." says the Baron. "I am hearing voices."

Turning around to do as the Baron asked, Fiddlefaddle notices the letter on the mantle. "It appears a message has been left for you." Taking the message from the mantle, he hands it to the Baron as he reads the cover. "It is from your granddaughter, Dragonia."

"I wonder what she has been doing?" thought the Baron. Opening the letter, he starts to read.

Did you see the hidden message? --- Dragon below mansion in cave

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Oh no... Not Again? Already?

5/13/2018

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“I heard that,” smiled the Baron, “and it’s not what you think. We are not leaving on another trip. We are actually going to stay right here for this adventure,” he told his batman. “You can even unpack the big pieces of luggage this time. I intend to stay here for quite a while.”

“Where is he? Oh, here he comes now,” grumbled the Baron to himself. “What took you so long Fiddlefaddle? I had to wait for you since you are the only one with a key to the front door. I was just about to start looking for a window to climb into.”

Shrugging his shoulders, Fiddlefaddle dug into one of his pockets and pulled out a large skeleton key. “Nope, not this one. This is for the skeletons in the closet.”

Putting the key back into his pocket, he reached into another and found a large bundle of keys of all shapes and sizes. “We have too many locked doors, locked boxes, locked luggage,” he thought as he slowly looked for the right one.

“I know that look sir. It means you are up to something. Do I want to know your plan?” Fiddlefaddle asked.

It was while he was looking for the key he noticed the glint in the Baron’s eye. “Oh no… he has that look again. He’s planning something already and I still haven't had a chance to even put my feet up,” Fiddlefaddle mumbled to himself.

"“Nope. Too early to tell - too early to tell… drag in the luggage and we will see. Ha, Ha, 'Drag-in' the luggage… that was a good one,” laughed the Baron at his own joke.

Fiddlefaddle was not laughing. He knew that tone of voice, that laugh, and that glint in the Baron’s eyes. “We are in it again and all I wanted to do was to put my feet up…”