Authors: John DeChancie
“I dunno. It was one of those experiences that you are grateful for afterward and hope never to repeat."
“Indeed.” Thaxton turned to Gene and Linda. “And how about you two? What did you do during the brouhaha?"
“Oh, we—” Gene began.
Linda covered his mouth. “We hid out with Snowclaw."
They looked at each other.
"Snowclaw!"
was their duet of dismay.
“Yo!” came a voice from the rear of the chamber. Snowclaw came forth, gnawing on a curious object. It looked like...
“Ohmygawd, a pink bunny leg,” Linda said, making a face. “I think I'm gonna be sick."
“Funny thing,” Snowclaw said, climbing the steps. “I can't even taste this. It's like fluff."
By the time he reached the top of the stairs all that remained was the yellow spat that had wrapped the foot. Snowclaw tossed it aside.
More people entered the hall: Deena, Barnaby, Du-Quesne, Sheila, Kwip, Osmirik, and lots more. Everyone wanted to see what had caused all the ruckus.
But there was more ruckus to come, because at that moment a strange bell-shaped silver craft materialized out of thin air and promptly crashed into the far wall.
“We keep doing this,” Jeremy mumbled as they pulled him from the wreckage.
Miraculously—and this is meant quite literally—all the occupants were only slightly injured. The craft had been outfitted with technological magic, and a protection spell had absorbed most of the shock. (Or was it a force field? No matter.)
“Come on, Dolbert,” Luster said. “We got to start fixing this blamed thing again."
Dolbert snickered. Then he yawned. He'd had a restful nap.
Melanie emerged with only bruised knees and a sprained arm.
“Nice little trip."
“By the way, where are your kids?” Deena asked.
“Safe with my babysitter, away from the castle. Which is where I'm heading, right now. Sometimes this place gets too much for me."
“Oh, you love it here,” Gene taunted.
“Yeah, I know. I must be crazy."
“Aren't we all?"
And as far as this narrator has been able to ascertain, they all live there still, quite happily, and will doubtless continue to do so ever after.
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Copyright © 1992 by John DeChancie
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ISBN 978-1-4976-2310-1
This edition published in 2014 by Open Road Integrated Media, Inc.
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