《The Ice Fairy》Chapter 16 The Crazy Brother
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Chapter 16 The Crazy Brother
Part 1
Ice fairy’s Pov
In the Yeti headquarters
When I wake up the yeti dance group awaits me. They take their second lesson on my head.
My butt feels like someone put something in there.
With my hand I feel for it. A patch welcomes me. Curse you, Eskimo Barbie!
When I open my eyes it is night. Complete darkness awaits me. No stars, no moon over the glass dome.
I am alone in my cage. The fingers of my other hand hold onto something. The dark makes it impossible to see it. I feel for its contours. It's long, wet and has a pointy tip:
A needle.
How does the girl think I can knock out a giant ape with a needle?
But maybe it’s wet for a reason.... Let's gamble on it.
I sit up and rub the sore place.
What should I do now?
I hear steps. Is it him? Does the monster want to make me his?
I am so small and he is so big. Can this little stick really protect me from the beast?
I hide behind one of my transparent wings.
A light emerges from the corner. The needle reflects it silvery.
I press myself to the floor and pretend to sleep. Between me and the floor is the needle.
A saxophone tune fills the night:
Step by step the light approaches. The song becomes louder and louder.
The familiar smell of the hated creature intrudes my nose.
The shine of the lamp reveals the grimace of the disgusting ape.
He stays for a moment in the door. Then a flash of light reveals everything:
The fat body, his white greasy fur and the cold, expecting eyes.
I close my eyes.
The song stops. A deep bass voice speaks softly the words:
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(Fat yeti boss)
"Little Lady, it's your cue now. Wake up!"
I don't move and pretend to sleep.
A big hand grabs the cage. My prison flies one meter above the floor, over the steps and over the carpets. We descend deeper and deeper into the fortress.
While we are on the way, the ape speaks to me:
(Fat yeti boss)
"Sweet Lady, my women are my pride and you are the Stradivari in my collection.
I am looking forward to tune you, to play on you and to try your sweet nectar in the end."
Some drool collects in the corner of his mouth.
(Fat yet boss)
"Oh, this sweet nectar!
You know, my brother, the previous king, was at first against drinking the blessing of our mothers. He said milk is for babies and not for warriors.
A quiet, deep chuckle escapes his lips. It sounds like deep drums.
(Fat yeti boss)
"Now the milk drinking baby made the strongest warrior into a mere crazy child."
A sax tune fills the air. The drums sound deeply.
(Fat yeti boss)
"He said my goals are crazy and then you come, riding on snowflakes, proofing that all my previous claims are true."
The drums make the air vibrate. He puts my cage on the floor. Tears fall. He bends over to hold his stomach.
He catches his breath again and whispers in a low, deep voice.
(Fat yeti boss)
"Who is crazy now?"
A door opens. My eyes see orange behind the closed eyelids.
Part 2
Ice fairy’s Pov
In the Yeti headquarters
A Chorus begins singing. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vmUfL2xVoM
A band accompanies the chorus. It sits across of it.
I hear the cheering of a thousand people.
(Thousand cheering people)
"Fat yeti boss. You can do it! Fat yeti boss. You can do it!!"
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Okay… and I thought he would bring me into his sleeping chamber. Does he want me to fight someone?
I freeze the ground around me to hide the needle under white frozen layer of water.
I slowly open my eyes and pretend to stretch while creating the ice. It should appear like stretching my powers.
The audience surrounds me. My cage is on a pedestal in the middle of a big, round, fluffy, red bed. Little cages with women, or a better description would be freaks, are around it.
Most of them are arrogant looking yetis but some look a bit unusual.
For example there is a creature which has the shape of a turtle. She has a big shell on her back and her head looks similar to a toad but her body is green and sexy.
Another 'woman' has the head of a Teddy bear but the bodyline of an attractive 20 year old girl.
The one beside the Teddy is similar to Miss Piggy of the sesame street and across of them is a transformer woman.
When I see Harem girl 1 my blood runs cold. Are these his warriors or is this his precious harem… This would mean that this is his sleeping chamber.
I wave her but she doesn't notice me or she tries to hide our connection.
I look at the spectator.s
There are children, babies, men and women. Even elderly are among them.
Some people sell snacks to the crowd.
They shout.
(Thousand cheering people)
"Fat yeti boss! You can do it!"
The fat yeti boss raises his hand and the people quiet down. The music stops and the fat yeti boss begins speaking in his deep bass voice:
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