The Fairy Godmother Part 137

The Fairy Godmother Part 137

“Mirror, mirror,” Myrtle said, looking at a rather ancient compact mirror that hadn’t seen the light of day for many years.

“Hello,” said the mirror. “I haven’t had a message like this for, I don’t know how long.”

“I wasn’t sure if this would work,” said Myrtle. “I haven’t tried it before, but I had heard it was possible.”

“I presume you have found something out?” the mirror asked.

“Lily is not dead,” said Myrtle.

“She staged it?” asked the mirror.

“Her and Ivy,” Myrtle replied.

“What do we do?” asked the mirror.

“I was wondering if there was a way of trapping them in a mirror?” Myrtle asked.

“There are some empty mirrors,” the mirror replied.

“Empty?” asked Myrtle.

“No one in them,” the mirror explained. “They could be deflected there and prevented from getting out.”

“And with no one in, they couldn’t drive anyone mad with their efforts to get out,” said Myrtle.

“It might be best to use two mirrors,” the mirror suggested. “To stop them plotting together to find a way out.”

“That would be a wise precaution,” Myrtle said slowly.

“The problem would be to deflect them into it,” said the mirror. “After all, they wouldn’t be daft enough to go there of their own free will.”

“Send me the directions to two mirrors and I’ll see what I can do,” smiled Myrtle.

“Myrtle!” the message came through from May.

“What is the problem?” Myrtle asked.

“She knows you were here, don’t ask how, but she knows,” sighed May.

“Tell her you downloaded the information onto two memory sticks and sent them to Enid and I at these co-ordinates,” Myrtle replied.

“Her and Ivy will be after you,” thought May

“And she will think you are her loyal servant,” Myrtle replied. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

“I hope so, because they are coming after you and they are mad, very mad,” sighed May.

“They will be even madder when they find out where they are,” laughed Myrtle.

“The mirrors have their new occupants,” the mirror told Myrtle. “I’ve locked the safeguards in place, they can’t get out.”

“Good,” Myrtle sighed. “Now all I need to do is get the Council together and put the evidence before them.

“Are you sure you can trust them?” asked the mirror.

“She wouldn’t need to keep her office secret from them if they were on her side,” said Myrtle.

“She didn’t trust them,” said May. “I don’t think she had a good word for any of them.”

“Then, I shall collect Enid and we will get the Council together and put the evidence before them,” said Myrtle.

“Why didn’t you tell me what you were doing?” Enid asked.

“Because I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, not till I did it,” said Myrtle. “And that wouldn’t have been a good time to tell you.”

“Did you think I was part of this?” asked Enid.

“I didn’t think you were,” said Myrtle. “You aren’t that good an actor.”

“But there was a doubt?” asked Enid.

“The stakes were too high to risk any level of doubt, even the feeling that I should have doubts when I didn’t,” said Myrtle.

“OK,” said Enid. “Is there anything I should know before we head off in to talk to the Council of Fairy Godmothers.”

“Nothing I can think of, but just go along with anything I say, I might have forgotten something,” smiled Myrtle.

“When did you get to be so grown up?” asked Enid.

“I think I was born that way,” sighed Myrtle. “Or ended up that way, when you put me in the orphanage.”

“Perhaps it was for the best then,” sighed Enid.

“The Council of Fairy Godmothers is ready to see you now,” said an usher who had just opened the door to the Council chamber.

“Well, we’d better not keep them waiting,” smiled Enid as they both walked through the door.

“I hope you have a good reason for summoning us,” said the Fairy Godmother at the centre of the table. “This is most irregular.”

“You know we have a good reason,” said Myrtle. “We wouldn’t be here without one.”

“Do you have any evidence of the wild accusations that you have sent to us?” the Head of the Council asked. “We all saw Lily’s body are you really trying to tell us that she is still alive and has an office up there!” she added pointing to the rafters.

“First,” said Myrtle, waving her wand to make the office visible. “Second,” Myrtle added opening a video link to the mirror that was Lily’s new home and another to Ivy’s new home. “The information you require is in the office as is someone who can help you find your way round the computers.”

“May!” screeched Lily. “Don’t tell them a thing.”

“If May knows what is good for her, she will answer all our questions, in full,” said the Head of the Fairy Godmothers. “If you know what is good for you, you will do nothing to hinder her or harm either her or her family.”

“It isn’t as if you can do anything from in there,” said Myrtle.

“What makes you think that,” snapped Lily.

“Because you’d have done it by now if there was anything,” laughed Enid.

“How could you betray us like this,” howled Ivy. “We’re your sisters!”

“So says the one who stood by and let my daughter be poisoned,” replied Enid.

“It was just a prank,” said Ivy. “No harm done.”

“She nearly died,” shouted Enid.

“It isn’t as if you can’t have another child,” said Ivy.

“In case you have forgotten, each child is an individual, you can’t replace one with another,” snapped Enid.

“Don’t let them wind you up Mum,” said Myrtle. “They aren’t worth it.”

“They are secure?” asked the Head of the Fairy Godmothers.

“Yes,” said Myrtle.

“That is good enough for me,” the Head of the Fairy Godmothers smiled. “I don’t need to know the details.”

“I’d like to know,” said Lily. “When did you get to be so cunning.”

“I observed you,” said Myrtle. “Couldn’t have had a better teacher,” she added, closing the links down.

“We will go through the evidence and make a decision,” said the Head of the Fairy Godmothers.

“How long will that take?” asked Enid.

“As long as necessary,” the Head of the Fairy Godmothers replied. “We will let you know when that happens,” she added, nodding towards the door, which the usher had opened.

“How long do you think that will take?” Myrtle asked her Mother as they heard the Council door shut behind them.

“They have been known to take a week to decide on tea or coffee, for the mid morning break,” said Enid.

“I think we should go home and check on the twins and their Father,” said Myrtle.

“You can do that,” said Enid. “I shall go to a quiet, secluded valley and scream.”

“It wont be quiet if you do that,” said Myrtle.

“There wont be anyone there to complain,” said Enid. “Not if they know what’s good for them.”

“Take care,” said Myrtle as they both waved their wands.

By Janice Nye © 2022

The Fairy Godmother Part 136

“Shame, quite liked that phone,” thought Myrtle as it disappeared. “However, it’s going to be a nasty, if short, shock for anyone who tries to follow it.”

“The question is what do I do next?” Myrtle thought. “Since everything points to Lily, then the logical thing would be to go back to the last place we saw her alive,” she added with a wave of her wand she was back in the Fairy Godmother’s Council chamber, sitting on one of the roof beams.

“These could do with a good clean,” she thought.

“Told them they needed to get rid of all of these cobwebs,” she muttered to no one in particular.

“Those ones aren’t much use,” said the spider. “The flies can see them a mile off, haven’t caught anything in them for ages.”

“So why are you still here?” asked Myrtle.

“I wont be for much longer,” the spider laughed. “The larder is nearly empty. When it is, I’ll move on, unless you can get your friends to do some dusting?” he added, looking hopeful.

“I’ll see what I can do,” Myrtle smiled. “Though, at the moment I think they have more to worry about than a few old cobwebs.”

“Would this be something to do with the fairy who set up an office up here?” the spider asked.

“Probably,” said Myrtle. “Tell me about it?”

“Started a bit back,” said the spider. “She used to sit at that table, down there. One day, she was telling a young Fairy Godmother off and she commented about the cobwebs in the rafters. That’s when she came up here to take a closer look at the space and created the office.”

“How come we can’t see it?” asked Myrtle.

“It’s invisible,” laughed the spider.

“Of course it is,” said Myrtle, looking carefully at what wasn’t there, the place where there weren’t any cobwebs.

“It’s not a very big office,” she muttered.

“Bigger on the inside,” laughed the spider. “She went there when no one was around to see her go.”

“And now?” Myrtle asked.

“Now it’s her main office,” the spider replied. “They think she’s dead and she likes it that way.”

“Is she in there now?” asked Myrtle.

“Gone out to see her sister, Ivy,” he laughed. “Does that most days at this time.”

“Will she be gone long?” asked Myrtle.

“You’re not thinking of going in there?” he asked, suddenly looking rather worried.

“The answers are in there,” Myrtle replied. “I’m not going to find them out here.”

“But she might come back and find you,” the spider stuttered.

“Life is full of these risks,” said Myrtle, waving her wand.

“I would have thought she’d put up a wand shield,” Myrtle muttered.

“A wand shield might have drawn the attention of the security team,” said a small voice. “As no one knew it was here, she didn’t think she’d need one.”

“Who are you?” asked Myrtle.

“I am Lily’s assistant,” she replied.

“And what is your name?” asked Myrtle.

“Nobody ever asks for my name,” she replied.

“I am Myrtle and I am asking,” Myrtle replied.

“I think it’s May,” she replied. “It’s been so long since anyone called me by it, it’s hard to remember.”

“The mayflower is very beautiful,” Myrtle smiled. “A harbinger of spring. How long have you been here?”

“I don’t know,” sighed May. “She brought me here when she created the space. I’ve been here ever since.”

“Don’t you want to leave?” asked Myrtle.

“I don’t have a wand, so there’s no way out,” sighed May. “And I have no where to go if I did leave.”

“Couldn’t you go back to your people?” asked Myrtle.

“She’d look for me and that would be the first place she’d go,” sighed May. “And she wouldn’t be happy, so it would be best for them if I stayed here.”

“But you don’t want to be here,” said Myrtle.

“It isn’t good here,” May agreed. “But if I leave she’ll take her anger out on my family.”

“So we need to find some way to stop her,” said Myrtle. “And I think you may be the one who can help me do that.”

“It would be good to leave here without her getting to me,” said May thoughtfully.

“How did she stage her death?” asked Myrtle.

“Image projection,” said May. “She was guessing that neither you nor Enid would want to do anything like hug her.”

“Does Enid know that Lily isn’t dead?” Myrtle asked.

“No,” said May. “It was important that Enid believed that Lily was dead. If she didn’t believe it, then no one would.”

“And she was happy with that?” asked Myrtle.

“I got the impression that she didn’t like Enid, so letting her think she was dead, she seemed to like seeing her upset about it,” May explained. “Why?”

“Enid is my Mother, I didn’t think she was that good an actor,” sighed May. “I just find it hard to believe that Lily would be that cold as to put her through that.”

“She uses people, it’s the way she is,” sighed May.

“Then would you like to be part of the solution?” asked Myrtle.

“What do you want me to do?” asked May.

“We need data,” Myrtle replied.

“There’s tons of that in here,” said May. “Where do you want me to send it?”

“That’s a good question,” said Myrtle. “Normally I would suggest sending it to security.”

“Only they have infiltrated it,” May finished.

“There are doubts about the Fairy Godmother network as well,” said Myrtle.

“The tooth fairy’s network has been hacked as well,” said May.

“Even that!” Myrtle stuttered.

“A baby goes on their books as soon as it’s born,” said May.

“Earlier than that,” said Myrtle.

“That way, they know when a baby is due,” said May.

“Of course,” said Myrtle. “If the baby’s suitable they can have someone there for the birth.”

“So where do I send this data?” asked May. “She will be back soon, so I need to know.”

“Has she got back up to the cloud?” asked Myrtle.

“Yes, doesn’t everyone,” said May.

“Then create an identical back up, one that’s updated whenever the original is and I’ll sort out who to send the details to,” said Myrtle.

“OK,” said May. “How can I get in touch with you.”

“Just think about me, I’ll know and get in touch with you,” smiled Myrtle, giving her wand a quick twitch.

“Have you done anything whilst I’ve been out?” Lily asked May.

“What?” asked May.

“Make me a cup of tea, it’s about all you’re good for,” said Lily sitting down and putting her feet up.

“Of course,” said May, looking round for the kettle. “Did you have a good time?”

“Ivy’s always fun to be with. We had a good laugh at Enid and that daughter of hers,” said Lily. “Hurry up with that tea.”

By Janice Nye © 2022