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Ch 5.4 More Invasions

The next day Fritter checked Jay’s hand. The swelling was gone and the wound had closed. The salve worked! “Look, Sire. Your hand is healing.”

“That’s nice.” Jay put his head down and closed his eyes.

The following day, when Fritter checked the dragon’s hand, it was completely healed. “Sire, a flock of Jub Jub birds has come through the mountain pass and descended upon the kingdom.  They’re eating all the fruit off the trees.  Soon there won’t be anything left to harvest.  The people won’t have any fruit to eat.”

Jay sniffed.  “Let them eat cake.”

On Wednesday, Fritter had more bad news. “Sire, the Toves have invaded the city.  You can’t go anywhere without stepping on one.”

“So?”

Toves, with their corkscrew noses, teeth capable of chewing stone, and craving for minerals, would soon begin to burrow into the stone walls. The castle would be reduced to a crumbled cheese.  The caves would never be safe again.  Fritter wrung his hands. “But Sire.”

“Serves them right. Now leave me alone.”

On Thursday, Fritter rushed into the treasure room. “Sire, the Raths have changed their migration pattern.  They’ve begun to run through our Tulgey Woods.”

“Good.  Maybe they’ll eat the Borogoves, and we won’t have those pests nesting in the chimneys anymore.”  Jay sneezed and blew his nose with a large handkerchief.

“Sire, don’t you think it’s strange that all the creatures from Wonderland are invading Nelsonia? I mean, the Raths have held the same migration pattern for centuries. It doesn’t make sense that they would change now. What could be causing it?”

“Don’t know. Don’t care.”

Fritter shook his head in dismay.  It was true that Raths resembled miniature dragons without wings. They were cute, but they also were pests.  Once they established a migration route, they would invade twice a year, eating everything in their path.

“What about the trolls?”

Jay’s eyes blazed as he jerked his head up.  “What about them?” he roared.  “You can’t tell me the trolls are invading too.  Even with this blasted cold, I’d smell their stink.  Now get out!”

Fritter scurried away.

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