When The Bear Gets Past Security

“Space aliens. I was talking about shooting space aliens.”

There is a brief silence then a burst of activity and flashes go off.

“If you have a problem with space aliens what is your philosophy regarding the magical community?” A pixie asks looking at Tinkletoes scornfully.

“I want the beings of the magical community to be safe.” He answers.

“All of them?” Another pixie asks.

Tinkletoes looks at TP, Carp and Dobby for guidance turning back to the pixies he says, “Yeah.”

“That means pixies as well as faeries.” The first pixie says.

“As well as dragons and demons. DE-MONS!” Another pixie stresses in a high pitched voice.

“Dragons and demons too.” Tinkletoes agrees.

A new pixie enters the pool of peporters (those are pixie reporters just so you know) he stops and whispers something to the first pixie. “What about Ninja Zombies?”

“Um...um...” Tinkletoes says his mouth flopping open, closing, and flopping back open.

“Isn't it true that you do not like Ninja Zombies?”

Tinkletoes does not answer.

“Isn't it true that you helped destroy an entire generation of Ninja Zombies during their transition?” She asks.

“They took over a convention center and were destroying everything they could.”

“Didn't you...”

“It was a sci-fi convention.” Tinkletoes clarifies.

The pixies glare...seething with indignation.

“Browncoats were everywhere. In danger. I had to keep my crew safe. Dobby's mom, Writer Lady, and her sister The Lady With The Long Golden Hair were caught in the fray.” He says gesturing to Dobby with a nod of his head. “Monitor Man too. Without my help a lot of people would have died that day.”

The crowd is unimpressed.

“Wouldn't you have done the same? Wouldn't you have saved your friends?” He asks.

The new pixie whispers in the first pixie's ear. The pixie looks up, glares at Tinkletoes and says, “Monitor Man is your friend? My sources say that the last time you thought he was on his way over you put up a six foot barb wire fence around this house. Would you care to comment?”

“No I would not care to comment. Monitor Man and I are buds. We hang out all the time.”

“Really.” The pixie counters. “Because my sources say...”

“Your sources don't know squat.”

Several pixies start yelling at once. The high pitched squeals are less than attractive. Tinkletoes puts his hands to his ears to block out the sound turning to Dobby, Carp, TP and Dylan he says, “What the...heck is this?”

“This is running for President. Silly human.” TP giggles.

“I told you that there were easier ways to be called Commander.” Carp says.

Tinkletoes looks at the crowd of pixies that is making its way closer and closer to the podium. “How do I shut them up?”

“You don't.” TP says giggling.

“There has to be a way.” Tinkletoes says. “A good grenade would clear the room.” He says reaching into a pocket not finding what he is looking for he keeps checking pockets. “I don't have any grenades.”

“This is politics, no grenades allowed. At least not the kind that you're used to.”

Knock...knock

“So what do I do?” Tinkletoes asks.

Knock...knock...knock

“Is someone at the door?”

Knock...Knock...Knock!

“All these annoying pixies taking up space and no one can answer the damn door.” Tinkletoes says.

KNOCK...KNOCK...KNOCK!

“I'll get it.” He says looking at the mass of pissed off pixies. “At least I'll get a break from this.” Tinkletoes skirts...sorry he's a tough guy...pants his way past the crowd of pixies and answers the door.

“Hi.” Monitor Man says smiling.

Tinkletoes slams the door and stands with his back to it. “Speak of the devil. The bear is at the door.” He mutters. “I knew I should have left that barbed wire up.”

“Who is it?” Dobby asks.

Tinkletoes doesn't answer.

Carp enters the living room, “Well...?”

Nothing.

“You are acting strange today.” Carp walks around Tinkletoes and looks through the glass. “It looks like things just got a lot more interesting.” The assassin squeals with delight running around Tinkletoes and Dobby to throw open the front door. “HI!” Carp says. “Come on in!” He says grabbing Monitor Man by the arm and pulling. “It's cold outside but it's warm in here. Can I take your coat? Your shirt?”

Monitor Man slowly removes his coat. “Thank you. I'd like to keep wearing the rest of my clothes.”

He says.

“Suit yourself.” Carp says. “If you change your mind...” He says heading out of the room.

“Yeah.”

Carp stops in the hall and takes in a deep sniff of Monitor Man's coat before disappearing into Writer Lady's bedroom.

“Was he just smelling my coat?” Monitor Man asks Dobby.

The ginger tabby coughs uncomfortably. “TP put him under a spell. He has to sniff things like a dog would.”

“Watch out for your crotch.” Tinkletoes says with a wry grin.

Monitor Man shifts uncomfortably.