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FINAL CLASH

Part 1
Rachel’s apartment is alone, at least talking about humans. It’s just after sunset and the place is as quiet as it can be except inside the doll house. The mid XX century toy is composed of a two story house and has an open side for the girls to have access to the rooms. By request of Trixie herself, Rachel placed the toy house in a corner of the apartment’s living room with the open side toward the wall of the apartment blocking the access for humans.

From the window of the first floor of the miniature home, we see Trixie Pixie. She is dragging something over the floor by the leg on and she is doing it with great effort. Trixie enters the inner room of the lower floor with her load. She drops the load and she leans down over a fairy size chair made of foam with seat out of a kitchen sponge.

The fairy closes her eyes for a couple of minutes as she gets her strength back. Then the peace and quiet of the miniature place is interrupted by desperate mumbles and struggling kicks. Trixie opens her eyes and yells. “Shut up! I’m trying to rest, you pest.”

The struggling continues until Trixie kicks her victim and she stops for a moment. Then Trixie adds. “You know nobody here can hear you.”

Trixie stands up and walks away. She exits her little home and goes into Rachel’s kitchen. Then the small creature returns with an oven cloth and returns home. She places the cushioned cloth over the floor. She places her victim over the fabric and waits for her victim to calm down again.

“You are going to sleep here tonight, but don’t worry I’m going to tell you a fairy tale for you to sleep.” The fairy godmother tells her prisoner.

“Once upon a time there was this beautiful princess who lived in her small pretty castle. Her name was Trix… Trinity! She was a peaceful, calmed person and was known by the whole kingdom for being a righteous ruler. But there was an evil fire spitting monster lurking the place. It was a dragon known for being a troublemaker, usually when the dragon didn’t had candy or sugar for dinner. The name of the fire demon was Mel… Mero-dummy!”

Again Trixie was interrupted by desperate mumbles and she patiently waited for her to calm down. After half minute, she continues. “So, the dragon was looking for trouble, but made a huge mistake it messed around with the wrong person. Nobody knows for sure what made the creature picked the sobering of the kingdom as its victim. Probably her brain was all filled with smoke. So Mero-dummy the dragon cooked her plan to molest the innocent monarch. With help of an old witch, found the formula to make a device that shot a goopy, slimy, sticky substance that the dragon planned to use against the poor princess Trinity… Shut up! I haven’t even started yet.”

Trixie continues. “The dragon invaded the castle of the poor princess. For a whole day the creature started molesting her peaceful victim, the monster didn’t let her have her breakfast then spent all morning throwing her small objects to make the princess mad.”

Again the fairy was interrupted and had to make a small pause she took advantage of the situation and went to the kitchen to make herself dinner and was even madder when the prisoner started smelling the food Trixie was eating. “Where was I… Oh, yes! The smoked brained. The princess resisted all the efforts of the dumb monster until it noon when the dragon didn’t let her watch her favorite program by yelling so hard the poor little princess could hear nothing from the episode and that made her… not happy. But the last straw was when the dragon started calling names to the princess. The monster called her, TP, that is Toilet Paper! So the princess got angry and chased the monster all around the kingdom. Sadly, the princess didn’t know that was the plan of the dragon from the start. After chasing the spit fire monster, the creature took her to the place she had prepared her trap for the princess. It seems the poor princess Trinity was doomed.”

Again, Trixie made a short pause and took a sip to her drink the fairy had served in a thimble. Then she continued with her story as her prisoner remains quiet as she was waiting. “The dragon then pulled out her sticky weapon from where it had hid it. It looked like a small accordion made out of plastic, filled with the evil concoction. The dragon then used its fire to block the escape way of the princess. The dragon then shoots the liquid to the princess, but missed. The princess was faster than she looked and dodges a couple more of the attacks. It seems she was safe, but then she got distracted and a shot hit her on her foot. She tried to take out her foot, but the substance was incredibly strong. Her foot was fused to the ground and no matter how much effort she made, there was no avail. The princess was trapped. She was prisoner of the dragon. It seems everything was lost for the cute innocent princess, but there was still hope!”

Again Trixie paused. Then the prisoner starts mumbling not desperate, but softly as she was begging. “Oh, you want to hear my story?” Another soft mumbling is heard and Trixie then continues. “Trinity had brought her royal scepter and was magical. The princes still had an opportunity to defeat the meany dragon, but she needed to be careful since the dragon was still armed with the sticky potion shooter. The heroic highness aimed her scepter to the dragon and tried to think of a spell to stop the evil creature. However, the beast realized about the plan of the princess and shoots again, this time to her magic staff and the monster aimed well. It got her right in the wrist with such force the magic substance shot moved her arm against the nearby wall and glued her hand against it. Now the princess couldn’t move her right hand and defend herself against the trickster dragon. Everything seemed lost as the dragon started performing the victory dance in front of the trapped princess.”

Trixie paused, this time she knelt down and caressed the bright red hair of the trapped fairy lying on the oven cloth. “While the dragon danced victorious, the princess tested her bounds. She found out her magic scepter was still on her hand and she could partially move her hand. With great effort she moved her trapped hand and twisted it enough to aim at the monster. Then she thought about the spell, what would be the right punishment for the creature. What would it be? Turning it into a small bug, or send it to another place where she could not harm anyone? Not that, something that would keep her still, but conscious. Give the dragon a punishment that will teach the dragon that, if him behaves wrong and hut people, there will be consequences for him. The princess then made up her mind and concentrated. Her scepter then started to glow and the dragon then stop dancing, but was too late. The only thing the monster could do is to watch terrified how the spell reached him. Mero-dumb felt the effects of the spell. First it couldn’t move, then the skin slowly started turning hard into plastic. The dragon tried to roar, but couldn’t the jaw and lips were also turned into plastic. Soon the whole creature was of plastic. The princess had turn the evildoer into a toy a simple innocent toy that brings joy to the young ones of her kingdom and now the menacing figure had disappear and instead a doll fell down to the ground; Immobile and yet still fully conscious of everything.”

Trixie pauses to finish her drink while the prisoner remains still on the floor. “However the princess miscalculated things. She was still trapped by the gooey substance and she had limited movement. She tried to use she scepter to escape her entrapment, but failed. Accidentally the magic staff fell from her hand to her horrified eyes. Now the staff was on the floor far from her reach and making her escape impossible. The only thing that could save her is now a plastic figure. If the princess had choose to make the prankster her mindless slave or her puppet, there would be a chance of escaping, but now it couldn’t move. The only thing the princess could do now was to observe around hoping for the glue to lose its strength or wait for a miracle. For hours, princess Trinity remained like that…”

The fairy pauses when she hears snoring. The trapped fairy at her feet had fallen asleep amused with the story. Trixie then knocks on the head of her victim and metallic sounds are heard, but the victim remains asleep. She then smiles and covers the legs of her prisoner with part of the cloth and goes upstairs of the doll house to her bedroom.

To be continued…

Description
FINAL CLASH

Part 1
Rachel’s apartment is alone, at least talking about humans. It’s just after sunset and the place is as quiet as it can be except inside the doll house. The mid XX century toy is composed of a two story house and has an open side for the girls to have access to the rooms. By request of Trixie herself, Rachel placed the toy house in a corner of the apartment’s living room with the open side toward the wall of the apartment blocking the access for humans.

From the window of the first floor of the miniature home, we see Trixie Pixie. She is dragging something over the floor by the leg on and she is doing it with great effort. Trixie enters the inner room of the lower floor with her load. She drops the load and she leans down over a fairy size chair made of foam with seat out of a kitchen sponge.

The fairy closes her eyes for a couple of minutes as she gets her strength back. Then the peace and quiet of the miniature place is interrupted by desperate mumbles and struggling kicks. Trixie opens her eyes and yells. “Shut up! I’m trying to rest, you pest.”

The struggling continues until Trixie kicks her victim and she stops for a moment. Then Trixie adds. “You know nobody here can hear you.”

Trixie stands up and walks away. She exits her little home and goes into Rachel’s kitchen. Then the small creature returns with an oven cloth and returns home. She places the cushioned cloth over the floor. She places her victim over the fabric and waits for her victim to calm down again.

“You are going to sleep here tonight, but don’t worry I’m going to tell you a fairy tale for you to sleep.” The fairy godmother tells her prisoner.

“Once upon a time there was this beautiful princess who lived in her small pretty castle. Her name was Trix… Trinity! She was a peaceful, calmed person and was known by the whole kingdom for being a righteous ruler. But there was an evil fire spitting monster lurking the place. It was a dragon known for being a troublemaker, usually when the dragon didn’t had candy or sugar for dinner. The name of the fire demon was Mel… Mero-dummy!”

Again Trixie was interrupted by desperate mumbles and she patiently waited for her to calm down. After half minute, she continues. “So, the dragon was looking for trouble, but made a huge mistake it messed around with the wrong person. Nobody knows for sure what made the creature picked the sobering of the kingdom as its victim. Probably her brain was all filled with smoke. So Mero-dummy the dragon cooked her plan to molest the innocent monarch. With help of an old witch, found the formula to make a device that shot a goopy, slimy, sticky substance that the dragon planned to use against the poor princess Trinity… Shut up! I haven’t even started yet.”

Trixie continues. “The dragon invaded the castle of the poor princess. For a whole day the creature started molesting her peaceful victim, the monster didn’t let her have her breakfast then spent all morning throwing her small objects to make the princess mad.”

Again the fairy was interrupted and had to make a small pause she took advantage of the situation and went to the kitchen to make herself dinner and was even madder when the prisoner started smelling the food Trixie was eating. “Where was I… Oh, yes! The smoked brained. The princess resisted all the efforts of the dumb monster until it noon when the dragon didn’t let her watch her favorite program by yelling so hard the poor little princess could hear nothing from the episode and that made her… not happy. But the last straw was when the dragon started calling names to the princess. The monster called her, TP, that is Toilet Paper! So the princess got angry and chased the monster all around the kingdom. Sadly, the princess didn’t know that was the plan of the dragon from the start. After chasing the spit fire monster, the creature took her to the place she had prepared her trap for the princess. It seems the poor princess Trinity was doomed.”

Again, Trixie made a short pause and took a sip to her drink the fairy had served in a thimble. Then she continued with her story as her prisoner remains quiet as she was waiting. “The dragon then pulled out her sticky weapon from where it had hid it. It looked like a small accordion made out of plastic, filled with the evil concoction. The dragon then used its fire to block the escape way of the princess. The dragon then shoots the liquid to the princess, but missed. The princess was faster than she looked and dodges a couple more of the attacks. It seems she was safe, but then she got distracted and a shot hit her on her foot. She tried to take out her foot, but the substance was incredibly strong. Her foot was fused to the ground and no matter how much effort she made, there was no avail. The princess was trapped. She was prisoner of the dragon. It seems everything was lost for the cute innocent princess, but there was still hope!”

Again Trixie paused. Then the prisoner starts mumbling not desperate, but softly as she was begging. “Oh, you want to hear my story?” Another soft mumbling is heard and Trixie then continues. “Trinity had brought her royal scepter and was magical. The princes still had an opportunity to defeat the meany dragon, but she needed to be careful since the dragon was still armed with the sticky potion shooter. The heroic highness aimed her scepter to the dragon and tried to think of a spell to stop the evil creature. However, the beast realized about the plan of the princess and shoots again, this time to her magic staff and the monster aimed well. It got her right in the wrist with such force the magic substance shot moved her arm against the nearby wall and glued her hand against it. Now the princess couldn’t move her right hand and defend herself against the trickster dragon. Everything seemed lost as the dragon started performing the victory dance in front of the trapped princess.”

Trixie paused, this time she knelt down and caressed the bright red hair of the trapped fairy lying on the oven cloth. “While the dragon danced victorious, the princess tested her bounds. She found out her magic scepter was still on her hand and she could partially move her hand. With great effort she moved her trapped hand and twisted it enough to aim at the monster. Then she thought about the spell, what would be the right punishment for the creature. What would it be? Turning it into a small bug, or send it to another place where she could not harm anyone? Not that, something that would keep her still, but conscious. Give the dragon a punishment that will teach the dragon that, if him behaves wrong and hut people, there will be consequences for him. The princess then made up her mind and concentrated. Her scepter then started to glow and the dragon then stop dancing, but was too late. The only thing the monster could do is to watch terrified how the spell reached him. Mero-dumb felt the effects of the spell. First it couldn’t move, then the skin slowly started turning hard into plastic. The dragon tried to roar, but couldn’t the jaw and lips were also turned into plastic. Soon the whole creature was of plastic. The princess had turn the evildoer into a toy a simple innocent toy that brings joy to the young ones of her kingdom and now the menacing figure had disappear and instead a doll fell down to the ground; Immobile and yet still fully conscious of everything.”

Trixie pauses to finish her drink while the prisoner remains still on the floor. “However the princess miscalculated things. She was still trapped by the gooey substance and she had limited movement. She tried to use she scepter to escape her entrapment, but failed. Accidentally the magic staff fell from her hand to her horrified eyes. Now the staff was on the floor far from her reach and making her escape impossible. The only thing that could save her is now a plastic figure. If the princess had choose to make the prankster her mindless slave or her puppet, there would be a chance of escaping, but now it couldn’t move. The only thing the princess could do now was to observe around hoping for the glue to lose its strength or wait for a miracle. For hours, princess Trinity remained like that…”

The fairy pauses when she hears snoring. The trapped fairy at her feet had fallen asleep amused with the story. Trixie then knocks on the head of her victim and metallic sounds are heard, but the victim remains asleep. She then smiles and covers the legs of her prisoner with part of the cloth and goes upstairs of the doll house to her bedroom.

To be continued…