Hilda. And at the
thing one of them held. And back at Hilda. "Oh, but you were!", the
she said as something close to blissful delight spread over her
face and that of her fellow-alien. "And you are the witch!"
That was too much even for Hilda. She stood
up straight and scowled. "And what's that to you? I don't know you,
I probably don't want to know you and I don't want to be here."
William was dumbstruck.
"Come on, guys," said Rebel, "give us a
break. We're stranded here and you say it's all a plan?"
The two aliens stepped from their platform,
onto the railing of the ship and gracefully floated onto the deck.
"It is not a plan. It is a prophecy," the so far silent one said
with a squeaky tenor voice. The purple on their heads was hair, not
a cap.
Maurizio by now had regained control over his
body again. He stepped between the witch and the aliens, raised his
sword and said: "You are trespassing." He grabbed in his pocket and
brought out the eye patch, which he quickly and one handedly put
over an eye. The captain had obviously done that more than
once.
The two silver-clad aliens looked at him,
without twitching so much as a facial muscle. "And you are?"
"I am the captain of this ship, the
Mimosa."
The two looked at each other for a moment.
"We are here for the witch," the female alien then said and ignored
the sword. "Not for a captain."
Maurizio looked dismayed and hurt in his
pride. Rebel stared at the new arrivals. William wasn't certain
what the best action was at this point.
"Hold it," said Hilda. "We're guests of the
captain, he's been good for us apart from taking us away from our
world, so no putting him down, do you hear me?"
Maurizio looked relieved. "Thank you, Mrs.
Witch."
Rebel snorted.
"We do not want to put someone down," said
the male alien, "we just came to collect you. The others can go
where they want."
10. Collecting
"You what?" Hilda could not believe her ears.
She was not the only surprised person on the Mimosa. "Collect me?
What for? I'm not sure that I want to go." She waved the fake wand
in front of the two aliens, who watched the stick and looked at
each other.
William put an arm around the witch and said:
"I'm not going to let you take her anywhere. Hilda is a free witch
who goes where she wants."
The male alien looked at the wizard. "Who are
you?"
"I am William the Wizard, and Hilda's
official partner."
The two aliens looked at each other again,
this time with some worry and confusion. "We are here only for the
witch, William the Wizard. You are free to go where you want."
William showed them his wand. "Let's first
establish some clarity here. You come here without any proper
introduction and you claim that you will take the witch with you,
for whatever reason. Who are you people, and why do you think you
can take Hilda with you?"
"You are not a person to question us," said
the female alien.
William mumbled a spell, and the two aliens
fell to the deck, so totally covered in ropes that moving was
impossible for them. "Want to reconsider that statement?"
The two floored ones looked surprised. "There
was never a mention of this!" the man exclaimed as he squirmed to
free himself.
"A mention of what?" Hilda asked as she got
closer to the two.
"Of him!" The male alien made it sound like
an accusation towards William.
"Keep talking, you have a grateful audience,"
Hilda said as she pretended to tap the man on his purple hair with
her fake wand.
"Geena so pjatti pjatti koo koo roh gah poko
liktokoh", said the female alien. Something under her ropes lit up,
probably her silvery clothes, and the ropes seemed to melt away
from her. The ropes around her companion also fell away. The two
got up swiftly and faster than the eye could follow. The man
touched something on his suit after which a blinding flash of white
light enveloped him and the woman.
"Crappedy crap" was the only thing heard as
everyone's eyes tried to overcome this vicious attack.
By the time the people aboard the
thing one of them held. And back at Hilda. "Oh, but you were!", the
she said as something close to blissful delight spread over her
face and that of her fellow-alien. "And you are the witch!"
That was too much even for Hilda. She stood
up straight and scowled. "And what's that to you? I don't know you,
I probably don't want to know you and I don't want to be here."
William was dumbstruck.
"Come on, guys," said Rebel, "give us a
break. We're stranded here and you say it's all a plan?"
The two aliens stepped from their platform,
onto the railing of the ship and gracefully floated onto the deck.
"It is not a plan. It is a prophecy," the so far silent one said
with a squeaky tenor voice. The purple on their heads was hair, not
a cap.
Maurizio by now had regained control over his
body again. He stepped between the witch and the aliens, raised his
sword and said: "You are trespassing." He grabbed in his pocket and
brought out the eye patch, which he quickly and one handedly put
over an eye. The captain had obviously done that more than
once.
The two silver-clad aliens looked at him,
without twitching so much as a facial muscle. "And you are?"
"I am the captain of this ship, the
Mimosa."
The two looked at each other for a moment.
"We are here for the witch," the female alien then said and ignored
the sword. "Not for a captain."
Maurizio looked dismayed and hurt in his
pride. Rebel stared at the new arrivals. William wasn't certain
what the best action was at this point.
"Hold it," said Hilda. "We're guests of the
captain, he's been good for us apart from taking us away from our
world, so no putting him down, do you hear me?"
Maurizio looked relieved. "Thank you, Mrs.
Witch."
Rebel snorted.
"We do not want to put someone down," said
the male alien, "we just came to collect you. The others can go
where they want."
10. Collecting
"You what?" Hilda could not believe her ears.
She was not the only surprised person on the Mimosa. "Collect me?
What for? I'm not sure that I want to go." She waved the fake wand
in front of the two aliens, who watched the stick and looked at
each other.
William put an arm around the witch and said:
"I'm not going to let you take her anywhere. Hilda is a free witch
who goes where she wants."
The male alien looked at the wizard. "Who are
you?"
"I am William the Wizard, and Hilda's
official partner."
The two aliens looked at each other again,
this time with some worry and confusion. "We are here only for the
witch, William the Wizard. You are free to go where you want."
William showed them his wand. "Let's first
establish some clarity here. You come here without any proper
introduction and you claim that you will take the witch with you,
for whatever reason. Who are you people, and why do you think you
can take Hilda with you?"
"You are not a person to question us," said
the female alien.
William mumbled a spell, and the two aliens
fell to the deck, so totally covered in ropes that moving was
impossible for them. "Want to reconsider that statement?"
The two floored ones looked surprised. "There
was never a mention of this!" the man exclaimed as he squirmed to
free himself.
"A mention of what?" Hilda asked as she got
closer to the two.
"Of him!" The male alien made it sound like
an accusation towards William.
"Keep talking, you have a grateful audience,"
Hilda said as she pretended to tap the man on his purple hair with
her fake wand.
"Geena so pjatti pjatti koo koo roh gah poko
liktokoh", said the female alien. Something under her ropes lit up,
probably her silvery clothes, and the ropes seemed to melt away
from her. The ropes around her companion also fell away. The two
got up swiftly and faster than the eye could follow. The man
touched something on his suit after which a blinding flash of white
light enveloped him and the woman.
"Crappedy crap" was the only thing heard as
everyone's eyes tried to overcome this vicious attack.
By the time the people aboard the
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