“I thought you were practicing on it, so you could make it cry like no other baby did before,” Cry Baby said to Georgie.
“No it’s not laughing,” Axel interrupted, doing his best not to expose Georgie. How could the leader of Boogeymen have a laughing child in his room? Axel grinned at the baby and it started crying instantly. Loki rolled his eyes, noting that not only animals hated Axel, but little babies as well. “See?” Axel said to Cry Baby. “It’s your imagination.”
Cry Baby scratched his head. “Must be all the Baby Tears I drank making me see things.”
“So what’s the emergency?” Georgie demanded.
“The Bullyvards are outside,” Cry Baby said.
“What?” Georgie said. “How dare they enter The Closet?”
“They say they’re looking for a Loki Blackscar,” Cry Baby said.
“Blackstar,” Loki corrected him.
“Why are they looking for you?” Georgie said.
“They love me,” Loki said.
“They say they don’t want any trouble with us,” Cry Baby explained. “They want the kid and his friends because they have some old business to deal with, and then they will leave.”
“So the werewolves think they can enter Georgie Porgie’s place and take whoever they want and leave?” Georgie said. “Not in a million years.”
“You understand that there’s going to be a massacre outside if Boogeymen and Bullyvards clash with each other?” Cry Baby said.
“I don’t care,” Georgie snarled. “I’m Georgie Porgie, and I hate those hairy, ugly werewolves.”
Georgie pushed the door open, walked outside, and the rest followed.
The Closet was on fire. The two tribes were standing opposite to each other while Loki and the others found themselves in the middle.
“Spooky Woogy Boo!” The Boogeymen clutched their fists, showing their ugly faces to the werewolves—all except Georgie.
“Awooo!” The Bullyvards howled on the other side of the bar, led by Ulfric Moonlcaw, Big Bad, and Paw Paw.
“This isn’t really happening, right?” Axel said, shielding his nose from the awful smell.
“We aren’t here to make war, Georgie,” Ulfric said. “We’re here to get this Blackstar kid. Hand him and his friends over to me. They don’t mean anything to you.”
“Ulfric, baby,” Lucy jumped into her werewolf boyfriend’s arms. “Kick his boogie butt. This Georgie tried to kiss me.”
“Now this isn’t really happening,” Axel mumbled, trying to hide his face in his hands.
“No one comes into The Closet and insults me,” Georgie said. “If you don’t leave now, we’re going to eat every one of you right now.”
One of the Boogeymen pointed at Fable holding the child from Georgie’s room in her arms.
“So you don’t let us werewolves come take those we want, but you let that lousy witch’s daughter take your children?” Big Bad mocked all the Boogeymen.
“It’s not his child,” Fable yelled. “It has parents and it belongs to them.”
Loki watched Georgie’s face go red. Fable’s action made him look embarrassed in front of his peeps.
“Are you going to let her take the child?” the other Boogeymen asked Georgie.
The Bullyvards started laughing at Georgie.
“Do something, Loki,” Axel said. “Those two clans are going to eat us alive.”
“Fable?” Loki looked back at her.
“Loki,” she furrowed her brows back. “You’re the hero. You could help me get this child to its parents.”
“Shouldn’t we get home first?” Axel said as the two clans started closing in on them. Georgie wasn’t going to do anything, or he’d be exposed.
“Loki?” Axel repeated. “You’re the fallen angel. You should have some power to do something.”
“I’m not a fallen angel,” Loki gritted his teeth. For a moment, he couldn’t understand why he was in the middle of all this. How in the world did he end up here, stuck between the Bullyvards and the Boogeymen? How did his mission become so complicated?
“Ora Pedora,” Loki muttered to himself, gripping on his Alicorn again, hoping this useless thing would be of some help.
Maybe it’s a magic wand that should help me disappear.
But Loki knew better. Escaping never works. One has to face his troubles head on. Even if he possessed a magic wand, it would be cowardly if he used it to disappear.
“Ulfric,” Loki said firmly. “This is between me and you. Don’t get Fable and Axel into it.”
“Oh,” Ulfric mocked him. “We have a hero here. Awooo!”
The Bullyvards started laughing while the Boogeymen approached as well. There was no way out.
“It’s too late to play hero,” Big Bad said. “If the Bullyvards don’t get you, the Boogeymen will.”
Loki turned around and the Boogeymen were laughing at him too, rubbing their hands, ready to eat them alive, at least to punish them for Fable’s endeavor to take the baby back to its parents.
“I’m about to suffocate,” Axel panicked. “I feel trapped in a room with its walls closing in.”
Loki pulled Fable closer to him. “Man up, Axel,” Loki said. “We’re going to have to face them.”