Nonsense

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The scroll travels down last, hitting Emily in the head before rolling away on the floor. She gasps, and then reaches out to grab it. Nathaniel laughs. She glared, "What's so funny?" He cleared his throat and said, "Nothing."

They both look to the door. The person steps out of the warm yellow light, "How do you do." They bowed, "I am Sir Gold-Digger." It was a knight in golden armour that sparkled like the sun.

She got to her feet, "How do you do, Sir Gold-Digger. I am Emily, and this is-" He cut her off, holding his head as he said, "A disaster!" She raised an eyebrow in confusion, "Uh..?"

He points to her, "You have a rat's nest of hair, and you!" He pointed to Nathaniel next, and walks up to him, "Your eyes are too blue!"

He frowned, "Well then your armour is too...too bold!" He shook his hands in the air. Sir Gold-Digger snarled. She cut in, "Gentlemen, please!" They stop and look down at her, "We are not here to fight." She said. They sighed.

Sir Gold-Digger said, "My apologies, ma'am." Nathaniel rubbed the back of his neck, "I'm sorry too." She nodded, "Better."

He turns back, "Since you're all here, I might as well show you around." He opened another door further to the left from the other.

She pointed to the previous one, "But didn't you just come out that door?" He looked and said, "What door?" She looked again; it was gone like it never existed. It left her speechless, "Uh..?"

Sir Gold-Digger opens the door, "Come along now." He waved. As soon as they stepped out into a different place filled with random letters, big and small, her eyes widened in awe.

A mirror with bird wings flew in her face. She checked her reflection, her hair isn't messy anymore. It's in curls. The choppy hair from the axe was even braided back with rainbow coloured ribbons through it tied in a neat bow.

Looking down, she saw her dress is changed, too. Its pastel rainbow colours with stitches of bright, bold letters, a green A, a red B, a blue X, and a yellow Y. Her mismatched stockings only has little random letters in different colours. Her gloves have only have ABC on them in light colours of orange, indigo, and turquoise.

Pulling off his hood, he looks up at the letters flapping their wings in the air. His robe was even different. It went from a deep purple to a royal blue with a gold trim of the entire alphabet sewn together.

Instead of ordinary bricks, the path they followed is just jumbles of letters. Sir Gold-Digger led the way.

He lifts up his helmet before picking at his nose and flicking it. She gave a look of disgust, "Err!" Nathaniel turns his lips to her in a whisper, "Now we know why they call him Gold-Digger."

They came to the end of the road, "Here we are!" Sir Gold-Digger said. There's nothing but an empty piece of land. She looked around, "But there's nothing here..?" She blinked right when she looked again.

Where a long table that wasn't there before, sat in the middle with a chubby lady in a dark red dress, she said cheerfully, "Come, come sit!"

They sat at the table, "Have some tea!" She grinned. Teacups popped in. A teapot swung down to pour into them. A cup of sugar bounced over with a spoon in its hand, "Two, please." Emily said.

It poured sugar with its spoon into her cup, and then moved on to the next. Nathaniel also asked for two, but Sir Gold-Digger asked for seven. When it came down to the lady, she asked for three.

As milk passed around, she asked, "So tell me. How is it in the upper world?" Emily wasn't quite sure what to say about it. She turned to Nathaniel, expecting him to answer first. He cleared his throat, "A big mystery as always. You know it's not that all different to yours."

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