Fairytales : Friendship

Chapter 3 : Off To Dauntidia

"Which witch should we as for a favor?" Crystal asked while Collin was reaching the gate.

It was a-not-so-lovely trip and they had to face the bad weather. She could control the water, but this time. She couldn't control the heavy rain they'd faced. Why? Because the rain wasn't poured at her territory? Ridiculous!

Collin flapped his wings harder. Well, harder meant he had to waste more energy.

"There's a witch who knows how to get Sparkle back. But it's hard to ask her a favor." He slowed his speed to catch up his breathe.

Crystal stopped abruptly, looking at him over his shoulder. "Why?"

"Zoobe daniaa wuu noldwee" (You'll know when we arrive), Collin said.

They passed the Dauntidia's gate, which was excellent news. They flew from boxes to boxes at the market, following Collin to the unknown where the witch he'd mentioned live.

It was hard to fly around Dauntidia. They had to ignore the witches and wizards eyes, hid and flew if one of them noticed the fairy. But Collin got no problem at all, he easily slipped from a hideous place to another one while Crystal was trying to get used to it.

After they'd fly away from the market, they flew towards a mountain. It was tiring and Crystal had to stop to catch her breathe every minutes. Flying this far was over the fairies limits. She had to find a place to wash her body and take a nap.

She saw an old house that was made of wood. Maybe that house was their destination. Crystal didn't know.

"Who on magic is the owner of this house?" Crystal thought.

The window had shattered and when she looked inside the house by the window, it was dark and full of webs. Collin flew towards the handle and twisted it with his whole energy. The door squeaked and it opened.

"Scary". It was the first thing that came into Crystal's mind as they walked around the house, hoping there were some foods and beds for them to rest.

She saw a useless huge pot in the middle of the room with loads of firewood that were set neatly under the pot. The pot was empty but when she put her head into the pot, she sensed a bad odor coming from the pot. She immediately shut her nose tight.

"Collin, seriously, does that witch live in this abandoned house?" She asked in disbelief.

"There's no food and clothes." Collin wandered around the house once more to ensure her that he'd missed something. Nothing was special and there was no food.

"Last time the witch live in this place," Collin recalled, reopened the cupboard and rechecked it carefully. "This is totally weird."

"There is no weirdness in this world, visitors!" A voice suddenly said behind the fairies. When they looked over their shoulders, a beautiful woman was standing with bags of bottles and foods in her lap. Her hair was long and wavy and totally black. She wore a white dress that gracefully fell onto the floor. She stepped forward towards them. "Weirdness can be changed into a wonderful thought. A fairy should know that."

"Yeah, I think we should." Crystal muttered under her breathe.

While Crystal and Collin were standing still in front of the pot, the lady put the groceries near the cupboard and started to put the foods in the cupboard. A beautiful witch lived in an old abandoned house. Another weirdness came into Crystal's mind but she couldn't change it into a wonderful thought.

She took three cups and set it neatly on a small wooden table at the left corner of her house. She took a bottle of green liquid from the groceries, poured it carefully into the cups and handed them.

Crystal hesitated as her mother had told them not to eat or drink something from a stranger. She put her cup onto the table but she didn't take a seat that was available.

"What are you doing in my house?" She asked harshly and took a sip of the green liquid.

Crystal glanced at Collin asking him silently to explain. Collin sighed and started to explain about the mistake Crystal had made to Sparkle. While he was talking, the witch emptied the cup and poured more liquid into her cup and stared at Crystal then to Collin.

"So, you're actually asking me how to get your little friends back right?"

"Zaa, wezu liade" (Yeah, kind of) Collin said.

"Well, I'd love to help, but no! You asked the wrong person." She replied harshly.

Crystal turned to Collin. "Collin!"

"Zazhi bubunichu kuwi wi!" (Ms.Witch, please help us! We'll do anything for you!) Collin shook and begged the witch for help. After a moment, the witch snickered towards them.

"What does that mean?" Whispered Crystal.

"Zubeea (I don't know)," Collin replied.

"You know," Said the witch while she took an orange vial from a shelf. "I have a potion that could you use to find your fairy friends."

"Really?" Crystal's face lit up.

"But, every magic has its cost right?" The witch smiled at them.

"Uh oh," Collin said quietly.

"I want you to find some things in return for this potion, after you find all of the things, come back here and I'm going to give you this potion," the witch said, Crystal and Collin glanced at each other for a while. "Do we have a deal?" she asked with an evil smile on her face.

"Deal!" Crystal said quickly, loud and clear. "But, what are the things?"Crystal asked in confused.

"Hahaha! Why don't we put it in riddles? I love riddles!" The witch cackled evilly.

"Wakani Betoid Hataminata!" (Oh, this is really a bad idea!) Collin flew around, saying that words over and over again. Crystal only remained silence and her mind was full of hesitation whether she had to refuse the deal she'd made and lied to the witch or started to write down the riddle.

She was about to follow Collin's advice when the witch shooed the little puffball with purple mist that made him sneeze and fell onto the floor with his eyes shut.

"Hey, what have you done-"

"Oh, that creature of yours just passed out. My mist does not contain poison as long as the creature does not piss me off," The graceful witch said. She used her hand to lift Collin and made mist around him, she then turned her eyes to Crystal. "It's time to write down the riddle little fairy." She said with a cold voice.

Crystal took her notebook and wrote down all the riddles spoken.

The witch's voice was strong and bitter that made Crystal nervous. Her hands were shaking when she wrote the riddle and she couldn't stop glancing at Collin who was near the witch's head. The witch was looking at her with her sharp purple eyes that was creepy enough.

"So, that's all. I will give you time, oh, perhaps one week is enough for you to solve the riddles and if you fail, your friends will be trapped forever," The witch said with a smile. She opened the door and spread her hands. "If you don't want your little fairy to die, please solve the riddle immediately."

Crystal stepped towards the front house but she was stopped by a sudden question. "Who are you?"

"Idina, The Witch of Manipulation and Camouflage." She said and shut the door behind them.