Rhapsodies

“First we check into our hotel room!” Peaseblossom said as one of the lizard valets handed her their ticket. “Then we got t’rush because… She looked up in frustration, “Ye listening to me?” She shouted.

Kevin turned in shock. He’d been watching as the rest of the valets desperately wrestled with the Red Shark they appeared to be finally winning. Either that the shark was finally beginning to tire out after having eaten two of them. The commotion had drawn a crowd of onlookers of more lizards, fish and spider like creatures, only hairier with more legs and neckties, blocking the sidewalk. To make matters worse there was a line of other… things that needed to be parked. This included a giraffe, a small blimp and a small pickup truck with the biggest wheels he ever did see.

He glanced down at the seething pixie. “Huh? Sorry. I didn’t hear you, what do we have to do?”

“What d’we have to do? I just told ye. We gotta check in so we can meet up wit’ our contact. Time be of the essence!”

“Who’s our contact?” Kevin asked.

“D’ye think they tell me thin’s like that? Ye have heard about basic security, yeah?”

“You mean if we can’t find them, nobody else can?” Kevin asked.

“Too right!” Plus if we get captured we won’t be able to tell them anythin’ when they torture us… Bert screams like a little girl” She whispered confidentially. The woodchuck gave her a dirty look. Peaseblossom ignored him and grabbed Kevin’s arm dragging him through the hotel door. The blast of humidity after standing in the bone-dry heat of the desert caught him by surprise. The lobby felt almost spongy as if they’d walked into a swamp.

Peaseblossom seemed to ignore it. “But that ain’t important!” She went on. What be important be we can’t a keep them a waitin’! We have a deadline!

Bert scampered ahead of them to the lobby. “He seems to want to take care of it more than you do,” Kevin said.

Peaseblossom sniffed. “Pay him no mind. He just likes to ring the bell.”