The Adventures of Creech and her Friends Part 1

Chapter 5: Meeting Mufasa and Skipper

    About two or three days later, Creech was just getting done washing the windows inside the house she now shared with Dusty when there was a knock at the door. Opening it, she was more than surprised to see Mulan standing there. "Hey, Creech," she said. "Came here to tell you that Esmerelda and your mother got done finishing your sailcraft for ya."

    A sailcraft was an idea that Creech came up with when she was about 13 years old. It was, she had said upon explanation, a combonation between a sailboat and a hovercraft that she would built, complete with wings of an airplane, so that she could fly like Dusty. She was going to get the finishing touches done on it, but she had gotten so busy with everything else over the last 4 years that she had completely forgotten about it until now. "Did they? Really?" she asked.

    "Yeah," Mulan answered, taking Creech's hand. "I'll show you. Come on."

    Following her to the garage, Creech stepped in-to find her sail-craft completely done. It was painted a beautiful blue color, and her name was written in pearly white on the wing's side in lovely cursive writing. The sail was of a rough kind of cloth, with a lovely design that Esmerelda had come up with herself-with Anya's help, of course. "It was actually your Dad's idea that they finish it," Mulan said, snapping Creech out of her thoughts.

    "Dad suggested this?" she asked, surprised.

    "Yes, I did," Dimitiri answered as he steeped inside the garage. "I want you to follow your dreams, no matter what others may say about them. Some can be encouraging, others may be full of scorn. But mostly, you're old enough to make your own decisions. So what do you say, girl?"

    For a moment, Creech was speechless until she suddenly ran up and hugged him with a big smile on her face. "Thanks, Dad!" she exclaimed. "You're the best!"

    Dimitiri laughed as he hugged her back, welcoming her. Mulan, for her part, couldn't help but giggle at her reaction.
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    Meanwhile, Cinderella was just flying through the fields silently, focusing on her work. Pocahontas didn't say a word either as she flew alongside her. Kovu, Kopa, and Junior were on the ground below, stomping on any gopher holes that'd formed next to the cornstalks. None of them said a word as they were too busy to even think or talk about anything in particular. Just then, Kovu smelled something coming and at his alert, he, Kopa, and Junior all jumped to the side in time to see a cloud of fertilizer settle down to the ground. "Ugh," Kovu groaned. "Not this stuff again."

    Junior and Kopa nodded, scrunching their noses in disgust. From above them, Pocahontas and Cinderella were flying and focusing on their work when suddenly..."DUSTY!!"

    The two women almost lost their focus. "Oh dear," sighed Pocahontas. "Sounds like Dusty was daydreaming again, was he?"

    Cinderella nodded, turning on her radio so that they could both hear what their boss was going to say. The conversation, though, was rather interesting to say the least: "Pay attention! You're daydreamin' again!"

    "Ah, who me? No. No, no, no. No. Okay yes. But, you know, c'mon Leadbottom. Really? How hard is this? Fly straight, turn around, fly straight, turn around."

    "Are you disrespecting the sweet science of ariel application?"

    "Look, I'm more than just a crop duster-"

    "Oh, don't go flappin' around about that "Flings Around the Planet" air racin' nonsense again!"

    "Excuse me, it's called the "Wings Around the Globe Rally"!

    "Oh, for the love of-"

    "And it's not nonsense. I've got a tight turn radius, and a high power-to-wing ratio-"