The Quest For Dobby's Destiny Part V

Letting out a deep sigh Writer Lady says, “Okay I'm better now. Let's go.”

Scanning the room the Warrior with Intense Blue Eyes looks at the Lady with the Long Golden Hair and shakes his head.

“You have not calmed sufficiently for us to continue.” The Lady with the Long Golden Hair says.

“What? Why not?” Writer Lady looks around the room trying to see what the Lady is seeing. “The men that have gathered have not dispersed. You are still a distraction to them. I have to help you relax more. Tell me, my sister, do you still like bubble baths?”

“Yes. I love them. I never seem to have the kind of time it takes for a good soak anymore.” Writer Lady answers.

“Close your eyes. Slow your breathing. Picture the most beautiful bathroom, bathtub you can. The tub is filled with scented bubbles. Inhale the aroma in the room. Take in the sight of candles lighting the room. Climb into the tub and settle into the hot water. Let it soak into the tension in your neck, back, legs and feet.”

“I would really like a massage.” Writer Lady says.

“Picture an attractive, attentive man rubbing your feet.”

“Ah...That's nice.”

“Ugh!” Warrior with Intense Blue Eyes grunts finding himself standing in between the two women and a half dozen men. “What the...?”

“It's okay son. Just hold your ground. It appears Auntie's dream turned a little... sexy. I'll bring her out of this.” The Lady with the Long Golden Hair instructs.

“Sure Mom. No problem. I'll stop the bulls from running through Pamplona too after this while I'm at it.” Warrior with Intense Blue Eyes answers in frustration.

“Dear sister. You have relaxed a little...too much. It is time to wake. I want you to think about your mission now and what comes next.”

Writer Lady opens her eyes to find herself standing with her back against the wall, the Lady with the Long Golden Hair and the Warrior with Intense Blue Eyes crowded up against her. A half dozen men are staring at them, within a second the men are looking to the center of the room and walking away.

“What was that?”

“The creative visualization didn't work like I hoped.” The Lady with the Long Golden Hair responds.

“That's an understatement.” The Warrior with Intense Blue Eyes retorts.

“Do you mean to tell me when my dream got...sexy, they could tell?” Writer Lady asks.

“The scent of our pheremones are five times stronger. It is more noticeable to the men here. Some of them are...frustrated.” The Lady with the Long Golden Hair answers.  "Your problem is that you fear the your gifts so when you try to use them everything comes out at the wrong intensity and without focus.  You might consider more lessons when all of this is over."

 Writer Lady nods. Her brow furrows with tension.

“What is it my sister?”

“Well, if I have all of this sex appeal how can I get through the meeting with the Lord and Lady of the Drawn Story without you know, charming him inappropriately?”

Lady with the Long Golden Hair laughs at Writer's Lady's simple question. “He is married. Charms lose their intensity around married men. You will be a woman like any other women while you are in the meeting.”

“Oh good.”

“You can thank the first Lady with the Long Golden Hair for that, your ancestor tired of being attacked by men's wives, girlfriends, etc... So she asked Merlin to modify your DNA. It weakens markedly when within 2-4 feet of a married man which cuts down on attacks, assasination attempts, general drama and it also makes finding a mate easier when the time comes.” TP's bellowing voice explains. Writer Lady can tell from the lack of expression from her companions all are listening to the faerie's narration.

“Yeah right.” Writer Lady thinks rolling her eyes.

“Wait a minute. Mom? What about Dad?” Warrior with Intense Blue Eyes asks the Lady with the Long Golden Hair. The Lady looks at her son and pats him on the arm lovingly. Turning away from her son, she heads further into the Hall of Distractions.

Warrior with the Intense Blue Eyes' gaze follows after his mother for a moment he turns to Writer Lady and says, “Are you ready?”

“What?”

“Are you alright, Auntie? I said, 'Are you ready?'”

“No. I don't know if I am.”

“Why?”

“ I am meeting with people I have never met before, I am going to tell them this outrageous story. I need them to believe it is true. Some days I can hardly believe it's true myself and  I  live with it everyday.”

“First of all Auntie, I want you to know I love you,” Warrior with Intense Blue Eyes says, “I think you're crazy, I have never even seen this cat of yours much less heard him speak. But if you say he talks I also know that he must be able to talk. Crazy as it sounds to other people, this wanna be soldier guy, Tinkletoes can hear the cat too. Even considers Dobby a friend.”

“Tinkletoes is retired military and a wanna be mercenary that works for baked goods please don't confuse the situation,” Writer Lady says reminding her nephew of all too important facts.

“Yes, Auntie.”

“Two completely different people who don't live under the same roof can see and talk to all of the same creatures and fictional characters. What are the odds they are both crazy in the same exact way at the same exact time? Tell the Lord and Lady of the Drawn Story the truth. Give Tinkletoes the credibility he needs. Stay unified. As long as the two of you are encountering these things neither of you are crazy.”