(Enjoy!)
(Still Rose's P.O.V.)~
So. You met Henry. You heard about my letter from my old friends. Let's see what other tricks or stories that I have up my sleeves. Shall we?
Yes. We're at the library. Finally, you think, or wait, you probably don't. I find that very offensive. Don't feel sorry for me just yet, because just wait for a few seconds... It gets better.
You want some action here? You want a cat or a dog fight? What about a small charity to give to the poor? You want me to move a little bit faster? I don't care what you're waiting for, I don't care about what anybody thinks about me... How bout if I don't and we see who gets to be sorry for first? If Henry can get here on time to help us finish the show, that would be great.
Those questions are all rhetorical. Really and Majorly rhetorical... Think about it this way, were they a killer robot's hormones? I'm sorry? Are my words just selfish and stupid? What about my new attitude? These questions are not rhetorical people, they're majorly dead right serious. This better not be another one of Henry's be there or be squared jokes, because I ain't laughing. I don't care if that ain't isn't a word, cause who cares about it, right? There he is. Late as usual... And with a couple of friends... I better check this out, and have a little bit of fun with these guys. Just while we do our research plans is what I mean, and hopefully, I won't have to see the likes of Martin and his idiot minions again or his other killer robots.
***
What is he waiting for, a medal of Honor for bringing in some help? We don't need these guys to keep looking for what we need to help me erase all of my memories for good. I can handle this on my own along with Henry thank you very much.
"Hey Henry, Who are your new friends that I haven't met yet?" I asked him nicely.
"This is Dorothy E. Jenkins, and that's Brian H. O'flannery. She's the mechanic and a Doctor, and he's both an assassin and a computer whiz... They're here to help us Rose. I told nobody else about our mission except to these guys. Hopefully, it will help you with our mission to erase your memories, and get your life back to normal again." Henry said coolly.
"Hey Dorothy, where are your buddies from Kansas to get you to the yellow brick road?" I asked her coldly and rhetorical for a moment to see her reactions.
"Where's your flying monkeys?" She asked me. I smiled back with confidence.
"Nice to meet you kid, but we only do this as a one time thing." said Brian.
"For what? The money or for glory?" I asked them.
"Just the money. It's mostly just business." I heard Brian tell me.
"It's also just having us do our jobs. We don't need any charity right now." Dorothy replied.
"So Henry, what's the plan?" I asked him, bewildered.
"Follow me." He said.
***
"To put this simple, you need very powerful magic to do this." said Brian.
"You mean advanced technology?" I asked him.
"No, he means magic. He really means magic. And he's not kidding." said Dorothy.
"Are you sure that it's magic that we need to find to erase my memories?" I asked them. I wasn't entirely sure if he was right or not, or if he was just kidding.
"Of course we're sure! Look here!" said Brian as he pointed out to an amulet out of a fairytale book from off of the shelves. The amulet of Salazar. Not this again. I've already read about that book when I was in school during my spare times after my homework was done.
"I've already read that book. The amulet of professor Salazar was never found, I only read about that being found on an Egyptian tomb, in hieroglyphics. So likely it does not exist." I said just to forget about the main subject and move on to another subject instead of this one.
"It does not exist yet, because nobody ever believed that Professor Salazar was actually right. They were just too afraid to go see if the legends of this amulet were actually true. Mostly everybody knows that in one of the Egyptian tombs is both haunted and full of booby traps. Professor Salazar was one of the first scientists and archeologists, to collect this kind of information back to his home, and sell one of his books as a fairytale to the publishers in a company. Only a few publishers believed that this was a fairytale book, but Professor Salazar knew otherwise about this written fairytale." Brian explained coolly and carefully for us.
"Kind of like the bible for example. It's the same thing, but different." Dorothy replied.
"I see what you're trying to tell me, but what if the legends are not exactly true? We don't even know if they mean anything less than what it is to be a fairytale..." I said.
"Then I guess we're going to have to go on a road trip!" I heard Dorothy tell me excitedly.
"I hope that we're not taking a plane to Egypt..." Henry groaned to himself.
"We're taking a boat to Egypt, because it's faster that way." said Brian.
"Why a boat to Egypt?" I wondered.
"Because Mr. Henry doesn't like heights, like the dogs don't like the turbulence on a plane." Dorothy told me before she left to go back to their car.
"Sometimes when I take a plane somewhere, I lose my lunch..." Henry groaned again.
"Okay then, a boat it is! I'll meet you guys there, I need to go get my stuff before we leave first... I hope that this road or boat trip doesn't take us too long." I replied.
"Just remember to meet us at the boat docks at six O'clock next to Payless and the airports! See you there soon!..." Dorothy called out before we left the library and we waved goodbye.
"Okay! See you Later!" I said while we left outside to get to the truck.
END OF CHAPTER FIVE.
