The Mat-Zemlya Companion, Part 2
August 23, 2008
Holy shit, today was the best day ever! I never thought I would have fun like this at the Centennial Red fair. This definitely takes the delicious angel food cake! I am so telling Deanne about this when I see her at school on Monday.
First off... Holy shit, the fair was so boring! I had to go for a music thing since the band director wouldn't let me just go hang out. But no. We needed to be there to twirl our flags and rifles around while the band played their stupid show about dragons or whatever we're doing this year. I mean, I'm a freshman, but come on! But the fair became less boring when I met these new friends. The first one was this really tall blue dude. He seems really chill after he curb-stomped a guy for stealing my prize from the Opera Lady that shows up every other year. Then this other dude! The other dude looked like a big, fat guy from the anime Deanne watches. He could probably beat someone up... Anyway, he showed up to look at the cool prize for the laser tag tournament and asked if I wanted to join him in getting it. Fuck yeah I did!
(I am so glad I can write in my journal however I want so my mom can't hear me say it. Fuck you, mom. I do what I want!)
Then I found the big fat dude not only was friends with the tall blue dude (I found out later their names were Bobby and Murry, which are cool-ish names.), but they had a whole group of friends already ready to go! And laser tag was dope! I got two good shots off to help win the game. Heck yeah.
But now comes the prize part, which mom isn't too happy about but doesn't seem mad about. Apparently the dragon egg (the one that usually just has a bunch of toys and jewelry and random stuff in it) actually had a golden dragon in it! And money and those weird crystals that the adults tell us to not mess with too much. I mean, we can have them, but it makes us really jittery and makes our dreams weird. So like sugar, but not sugar. Which is sad cause those crystals are so cool. Deanne has a big collection of them. But I have my own golden dragon now! I named him Balthazar, but I'm going to just call him Bal for short. Mom said we could keep him too! Mom NEVER let me have a pet dragon before, and I've been begging for one for a LONG time. And Bal is awesome! He likes to eat just about anything, so I've been letting him eat both good stuff (you know, fruits and veggies and meat) but also some of my homework that I don't want to do. Then I just tell the teachers I didn't get that paper. And most of them give me another worksheet that I do later.
I wonder if I could feed Bal some of those crystals. I'll have to ask Deanne for some.
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Vivian stands beside the Time Walker, wearing her darker clothes so that no one else pays attention to her. "What are you doing here? You were supposed to-"
"I can be wherever I want, woman. But let's talk elsewhere." The Time Walker gives a wink to the two gnomes giving an impromptu show in the fair before moving with Vivian to a quieter, less seen area.
"No, you can't just do whatever you want. YOU need to be with my husband trying to find a way to reunite-"
"Reunite you two together and bring you back home. I'm aware of your pitiful request. It was made obvious when your sweet, sweet husband asked me about Nodo Fati."
"Are you mocking me for my request?" Vivian hisses.
"Oh, just a bit. I find the idea of having a husband a little too mortal-ish, for lack of a better word." The Time Walker yawns. "But don't fret your little brain. I'm still doing that."
"How can you be doing that when you're supposed to be-?!"
"Have you ever heard of the Clown's Nose?"
"What?"
"The Clown's Nose? Or are you not the writing type?" The Time Walker asks again.
"I don't write often, Time Walker." Vivian sighs. The Time Walker's antics are often comparable to a chaos deity, but she tries to push that thought aside.
"Vivian, I'm far more interesting than any Loki or Apophis. Get that straight before your thoughts wander out again. But anyway, I'll explain. Have you heard of the writing concept of the Monkey's Paw?"
"That I've heard of. Basically, the thing you want happens but in the most horrible way possible or with some big cavate, right?"
"Wow, Gerald married a smart woman. Good for him." The Time Walker stretches and takes in some of the summer warmth. "A Clown's Nose is a similar vibe, but much more pleasant."
"You're annoying me, and Elise is waiting for me. Get to the point."
"My point is that I will fulfill your request to be with your husband and in your home world. Just in the most hilarious way possible for both of us."