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Excerpt From The Lost Wizard

25 Jun 2010 Leave a Comment

by Suzi Goode in Comic Fantasy, Magic, Paranormal, The Lost Wizard, Turquoise Morning Press, Young Adult Novels Tags: comic fantasy, like Harry Potter, like Shrek, like Toy Store 3, paranormal, Suzi Goode, The Lost Wizard, young adult

I had so much fun writing this scene . . .

Jigie doesn’t seem to trust anyone, even the blue guy he hired to do his dirty deed for him . . .

(unedited)

Earlier, at Intergalactic Interchange 202, Jigie had seen a sign with the word EARTH pointing towards the left (or what he took to be left although it was hard to tell which direction was which in non-directional space). The interchanges and a few planets were well lit but for the most part, space was darker than night.

Krooker must have seen the same sign because he turned left before Jigie did. Of course, Jigie was behind him and followed each of the ruffian’s maneuvers. Neither could get more lost than they already were. Before too many hours dragged by, EARTH came into view with its beautiful blue oceans and drifting white clouds.

Intending to ask Krooker a question, Jigie sped up and pulled up alongside the Shades of Evil leader, who happened to be peeling a banana. Krooker lowered his window a few inches. “Whatchya want, Wiggopolus?”

“We’re almost there. Did you work out a plan to catch the wizard?”

Krooker tapped stubby fingers against his forehead. “I gotta see him and his location. Then a plan will formulate in my mind.”

Jigie had no idea how ruffian minds worked – probably not much better than that of snails. “I’ll pay you extra to formulate a plan before we land.”

Krooker nodded. “Fine.” He shifted into overdrive, and put the pedal to the metal, speeding up the spacecraft. At the same time, he finished peeling the banana and threw the browned skin out the window. He zipped the window up with a whoosh, closing out the cold space air.

“I don’t get it,” he muttered absentmindedly to the inside of the spacecraft. “Wiggopolus hired me. Now he’s following me. Is he afraid I won’t catch the wizard? Being a Shades of Evil leader is getting harder and harder. Seems as if everyone wants to be the leader but they don’t want to do the job.”

He didn’t notice that the banana skin slipped under Jigie’s spacecraft, which did a slip-and-skid before flipping over onto its side. Krooker didn’t hear Jigie’s scream of outrage.

“You fool! Don’t you know it’s dangerous to throw banana peels out of a spacecraft?” Wiggopolus paused to take a closer look at the approaching planet. “Ah, there’s Earth.”

The spacecraft eventually righted itself. “Ah, that’s better,” Jigie said, hoping his stomach calmed down. Soon he would land and rejoice his feet touched solid ground.

The entry into Earth’s atmosphere was bumpy and set Jigie to wondering why he had bothered to follow Krooker. He became irritable.

Suddenly, Krooker screeched to a halt. Jigie almost rear ended the blue guy’s spacecraft. Angry that the entry into Earth’s atmosphere wasn’t a pleasant experience and that Krooker had halted without good reason, Jigie jumped out of his spacecraft at the same time as the ruffian.

“My spacecraft is about to smash into that house over yonder,” Krooker shouted, pointing at a two-story house that had seen better days.

“What’s that got to do with me?” Jigie shouted back.

“You’re following me. If I crash into the house, you will too.”

“I’d rather not crash into anything if I can help it.”

“You don’t have a choice. Look.” Krooker waved a hand at his spacecraft. “It’s poised to crash. I have no control from hereon in what it’s gonna do.”

“Well.” Jigie accepted the inevitable. “You go first.”

Adamantly, Krooker shook his head. “Gentlemen go first.”

“Ruffians go first.”

The argument lasted several minutes before Jigie came up with what was, to him, a sound idea. “Why don’t we crash together?”

For the first time during the long trip, Jigie actually saw Krooker’s lips curve up in a smile. “That’s the best idea I’ve heard since Intergalactic Highway Interchange 202.”

Keeping an eye on each other, they jumped into their spacecrafts.

“No one should crash into a target by himself,” Krooker muttered to himself. “Especially if these Dash-and-Fly spacecrafts have a mind of their own.”

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