Interdimensional Magic Shenanigans Reupload (In memory of Ch3rryblossom05)

95: Unfinished business/Homeward

M:

"Probably just wandering around, he likes his alone time," MA dismissed as Mandara was busy thanking Kiara, "it would be too difficult to do a wing sweep since there are so many vibrations, but I'm sure he's got his phone on him."

Poldara was already on it and was texting his other dad, though his face painted itself with confusion as he read the text, "he said he is in Monty Golf, that he had some unfinished business to take care of."

He looked to Hatter, "you were with him last, do you know what he's talking about?"

C:

Hatter's once completely serene features faded and left room for an unpleasant gut feeling.

-"Monty's ... Unfinished business ... unfinished- Oh, oh no," He nervously paced in circles. "No, that's not good."

-"What do you mean 'not good'? Why are you so antsy all of a sudden, is something wrong with Poland?" Luz stared at the man with growing concern.

While Luz was concentrating on searing for the energy of the Polish man, Kiara and Cherry both turned to Hatter who was talking in gibberish at this point.

-"Lord almighty, please don't tell me he wanted to get his revenge for the soda cans." The angelic smacked his forehead.

-"The heck is that supposed to mean" Kiara scrunched her nose.

-"We should check on him, I don't have a good feeling about this." Hatter declared, "Tim, I want you to stay with me and not-" He looked down, then around the hall, yet there was no sign of his facet.

-"Rowdy tumbleweeds, if I knew things were about to go down I'd have bought popcorn." Kiara mused, crossing her arms behind her head.

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Timothy, meanwhile, materialized at the entrance of Monty's Gator Golf. He entered the dim-lit vestibule with the neon lights flashing here and there.

Among the different golfing courses with bridges, tiny ponds, and other props was a stage where presumably the animatronic in charge of the mini golf was supposed to be—which clearly wasn't the case at the moment.

-"Hello?" The boy timidly called, "Mister Poland?? Any-y-one?"

M:

"Timmy," A voice came from the catwalks, Poland's head poking over soon after, "hey there buddy, how did you get here so fast, did you have fun with the laser tag?"

When Tim explained to Poland how the others took his text he frowned, "you've got to be kidding me, they think I would get revenge over a stupid soda can, I'm not that petty." He flew down and picked Timmy up in his arms, "no, I wouldn't do something like that, I was just making amends with a new friend, I'll show you."

He flew back into the catwalks and carried him over to where he was sitting with Monty, there was a medkit next to the gator and his broken face was bandaged up.

"I don't know anything about tinkering so I thought that bandages were a good temporary fix," the country said, setting the child down, "just my way of saying sorry for being so close-minded, right big guy."

The alligator nodded and did his best to smile, then turned his attention to Tim, "hey there little guy, it's been a while since I've interacted with a child, it's nice to meet you."

M:

Timothy was sitting on the catwalks, gawking with amazement at the animatronic.

-"Hi, nice to meet you too." Tim replied with a smile.