Thursday, 12 July 2018

Chapter 7
When Blair, Brandon, Hal, and Giantray (who had insisted that she must come to wish them farewell) arrived at the gentotree in the forest, they were surprised by the size of the portal. It was already about  20cm larger in radius. Last time they were here, it didn’t even have space for Brandon’s shoulders to fit through. Now, Brandon would easily fit if he went in headfirst.
Giantray gasped. “It’s gotten so big! (The last time she had seen it was quite a while ago) Will it always expand this fast? What if it gets bigger than the tree?”
“It’s hard to tell,” Blair said with a slightly frustrated look on his face. “Within the first hour that we found it, it had grown from a tiny speck to the size of a soccer ball. It’s growing less rapidly now. I suspect that it will be growing at a steady, but slow pace within a day of its existence.”
“How do you know all this?” Giantray said, impressed. Blair’s eyes became wide a shiny as if he was extremely proud all of a sudden. “Oh, I’ve got stacks of books on portals… and usually a lot of time on my hands.” Giantray gave him a nod and he got back to business.
“Okay, we better make this quick shouldn’t we?” Blair mused.
“W-what do you mean?” Brandon stuttered, feeling the spot that the tooth-like thing and scraped him last time he was in the portal. It felt cold.
“Well, we want you in, and then on the other side as fast as possible. We don’t want it to happen like it did last time,” Blair said with a bit of a shiver. “The faster the better. So, could you just…”
Blair guided them a little farther away from the portal. “Okay so… got your stuff?” The two spies nodded. “Wait!” Giantray held up a little leather bag. “Before you go, take these.”
Inside, there was a rusty spoon, a can of green beans, and what looked like the claw of a big cat. “What are these?” Hal asked excitedly. “Magic items?”
“No!” Giantray replied rather loudly. “I would never give magic gifts. They are simple objects that could come of help during your… adventure.” Hal’s face dropped. “Um, sure. I’ll definitely use an ancient spoon for eating my expired green beans. I might even use the rotten fingernail as a back scratcher!”
Giantray gave him a dull stare. He looked back at her and quickly stuffed the gift package into his backpack. “Okay, I’m ready to hurdle myself into the mysterious portal.”
“Headfirst,” Brandon added.
“Make sure to get a running start,” Blair advised.

Hal backed up a bit more and put himself into a half-three point stance. Then, he ran.

Thursday, 5 July 2018

Chapter 6
“Oh! Oh! He’s going!” Hal was exploding.
“And what are you going to do about that?” Blair asked matter-of-factly.
Hal opened his mouth to make a snappy reply, but paused as the fuzz around his cheeks began turning a dark shade of red. Blair leaned back in his chair. “I don’t suppose you would want to join him?”
“NO!” Hal and Brandon both shouted in unison. They stopped for a moment to look at each other, and then Hal said, “You know what?” Then, as if he were accepting a challenge, “I will.”


“I’m such a blockhead!” Hal cursed as he packed his things for the trip. They were sitting in a taxi, on their way to meet Blair back at the tower. They had to stop off at Hal’s house to bring some supplies. “I can’t believe I agreed to this!”
Brandon gave him a sarcastic ‘thanks a lot’ nod. This is going to be a great trip, thought Brandon, I’m walking into a creepy portal with a human-hating creature that’s being a snob. “What did you even pack?” he asked.
“A loaf of bread, a telescope, a tent, and some special plant fertilizer,” Hal replied. “Do you have anything useful?”
“I brought a couple blankets, a flashlight, and that weird cube thing that we had on our way to the tower,” Brandon said.
“What cube thing?” Hal questioned, rummaging through Brandon’s small backpack. He came up with a grey striped cube that had a button in the top. Brandon snatched it from Hal’s stick-arms. “Remember how dangerous this thing is?” He reminded Hal. “You said it yourself! And you saw what it did to that tree.”
It was hard to forget. During their journey together to Blair’s tower, Brandon had pressed the button on the top of the metal cube and a blast had come out of it and split a tree in half.
The two shuffled out of the small taxi. “Thanks, Jan!” Brandon said to their driver. The dark blue monster waved back at them, and forced a smile even if he was cramped and crumpled in the tiny vehicle.
Blair greeted them and patted them on the back. “Take these,” He said, handing them a satin pouch about the size of your hand, and a large glass disk. “This one will let you talk to me for one hour of the day. This little pouch should only be opened when you’re trapped. You’re probably going to need it.”
“We’re going to be trapped? We’re going to need it?” Brandon asked, hesitantly accepting the items and putting them in his pack.
“Oh yeah,” Blair replied. “You’re gonna need a lot more than you have, but I’m sure you can improvise.”

“That’s really comforting,” Brandon sighed.

Thursday, 28 June 2018

Happy Summer everyone! Wow, it's summer vacation already!
Hopefully, this means I can post more... anyways, enjoy the picture! (It might work as a postcard for anyone else that knows who chicken is) :)