Gaia's Champion
Copyright© 2018 by C.H. Darkstrider
Chapter 38
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 38 - Jason Bjornsson is off camping with a group of friends, when he stumbles upon something quite unexpected. He learns that the creatures of fairy tales and imagination are in fact real! He finds himself drawn into their world, not just because of their plight, but because of a hidden power that he can wield to aid them!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Magic Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fairy Tale Paranormal Sharing Group Sex Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts
Jason, Sheena, and Phalmina arrived at one of the bookstores on Valerie’s list. It was still early in the day, barely past eight o’clock, but the store was open. It didn’t look like there were any customers around at the moment, and that suited the Gaians just fine. Once the car was off and they stepped towards the shop, Sheena let out a gasp of surprise.
“Sheena? Babe, you OK?” Jason asked, wondering what had startled her.
“Better than OK! I remember this shop!” Sheena grinned as she walked up to the front door.
“You’ve been here before?” Phalmina asked, tilting her head to one side as she looked at her friend and lover.
“Yeah! I used to come here all the time! Well, with my parents!” Sheena amended.
“Oh! Was this that cool shop you wanted to show me back when we were in high school?” Jason questioned as his fiancée’s words jogged his memory.
“Yes! This was the place! I wonder if Felix is still here?!” the woman said as she opened the door and rushed in.
Jason and Phalmina were right on her heels and stepped in behind her. They took in the place, which looked very much like many other spiritual shops that were out in the world. This one had a decidedly more homey feel than most, as though no matter who you were, you would always be welcome there.
“Welcome to Journey’s Rest! Is there something I can help you find?” came a young sounding, but kind voice from their left. The trio turned and found a handsome young black man standing behind the counter. He was far younger than Sheena had expected, sitting between his mid to late thirties, making Sheena think that Felix had sold the shop.
“Hello. I’m looking for Felix? Last I heard, he still ran this shop,” Sheena inquired, looking at the man questioningly.
“Felix is my dad. I’m Thomas, his oldest son. May I know who is asking about him?” he asked, flashing Sheena a dazzling smile. He would have said more, but then spotted Jason quirking an eyebrow at him. Seeing this let Thomas know Jason was with her and immediately shut down any flirtatious lines of thought.
“My name is Sheena, Sheena Okar. Is he still here?” Sheena wondered.
“Dad’s out right now, but should be back fairly soon. Feel free to look around while you wait,” the man encouraged.
Seeing no other recourse for the moment, the trio turned to the shop and looked around. They meandered about, taking in all the items and knickknacks for sale. Phalmina thought some of the statues there depicting fairies, witches, and old gods, were somewhat comical.
Many of them were painted or sculpted by those with more of a romantic streak. These artists obviously had no idea what each one of these entities were truly like. If they had known, then there was no way they would have made some of them look the way they did. She did think a few of the fairy ones were close, but scoffed at what the pixies looked like, knowing that pixies looked nothing like fairies.
Like Thomas had suggested, they browsed the shelves, looking for the books on the list. All the books on the shelf looked new or moderately new, with none of them being even remotely close to what the trio was looking for. There were plenty of books about spirituality, along with herbology books, modernized spellbooks, but not the ones they were seeking.
“Are we sure this is the right place? Not seeing anything on the shelves,” Jason commented as they meandered through the aisles.
“Forget your eyes. Use your senses,” Phalmina told him with a smile.
Shrugging, Jason figured he’d give it a go and closed his eyes. Reaching out with his power, the Druid sensed ... something, just beyond the edge of his reach. There was magic there, but he was unfamiliar with it. Opening his eyes, Jason looked over at his fairy love and smiled at her.
“Thanks for reminding me to see with more than just my eyes,” Jason told her.
“You’re welcome! You sense it too, Sheena?” Phalmina asked.
“Yeah. Something about it is both familiar yet ... foreign to me. Almost like a language I’d forgotten how to speak,” Sheena replied.
“I got that sense, too! Can’t quite lockdown where it is from!” Phalmina said to her lover.
Just then, the doorbell at the front jingled as another person walked into the shop. It was a black man who looked to be in his late fifties, maybe in his early sixties. He had a short and neatly kept beard, but no hair elsewhere on his head. The man was carrying a drink tray that had two hot beverages in it and a paper bag. Since they saw the Tim Hortons logo on the bag, it was clear where the man was coming from.
“Hey, dad! Let me help you with that!” Thomas said as he rushed over from behind the counter.
“I appreciate the help, but I’m sure you just want your coffee and breakfast sandwich, don’t you?” the older man questioned.
“You know me, pops! If I don’t get breakfast, I’m a crankypants all day,” Thomas admitted with a laugh. The older man had a good chuckle at this, knowing that his son hadn’t changed since he was little. He pulled out Thomas’ and his own breakfast, starting into it. It was no good if you tried eating it cold, as a lot of the flavor was more apparent when the food was hot.
“Oh, dad! There’s someone here who was asking about you! I’m sorry, miss, but what was your name again?” Thomas asked.
The older man, who was obviously Felix, had already spotted Sheena and stood there transfixed by her. He also noticed Jason and Phalmina standing close by, and he smiled happily. The man breathed quickly, almost like he was having a heart attack, and he made a small choking noise in disbelief.
“Dad, you OK?” Thomas asked.
“I’m fine, son!” Felix grinned, waving his boy off. He then made a few complex and precise gestures, like he was casting a spell. Moments later, they all felt a spell activate around them and they glanced around, wondering what was happening.
“Don’t worry about what happened. I just activated a slow time spell, so that we can speak privately,” Felix told the trio, his deep voice echoing weirdly in the space they occupied.
“Why would you want to do that?” Phalmina questioned.
“Mainly to keep my son from prying too much into my affairs. He’s a good boy and smart as a whip, but he doesn’t put any stock in the supernatural world. In many ways, he’s a denier, thinking that magic cannot exist. Even when it’s shown to be happening right in front of his face,” Felix told the group.
“Oh! So he’s a Dursleyish Muggle, is he?” Jason wondered.
“Spot on, young man! Spot on! Oh, where are my manners? Felix Bhundar, collector of artifacts, items and all things magical!” the man said, introducing himself.
“Jason Bjornsson, lead Druid of these parts,” he stated simply.
“Phalmina Tn’althion, First Song of the Morning, only daughter to Amaltheia Th’althinon, Queen of the Fairies,” Phalmina told him, deciding to stand on formality this once.
“Oh, your highness!” Felix said with a bow. Phalmina sighed and smiled, thinking that if the fairy race was to be restored, then she’d have to get used to this ... again.
“What about me?” Sheena asked in a mock hurt voice.
“I could never forget this face!” Felix said as he walked up and took Sheena’s face in his hands. “The day I forget about the daughter of Donnis and Bella Okar is the day I might as well be dead!”
“I missed you too, Uncle Felix!” Sheen replied with a grin as she hugged him.
“When your parents vanished without a word, along with you, I feared the worst!” Felix told her as he hugged her back. “Was wondering if I’d ever see you again!”
“I only just got back to civilization a few months ago. This was only when I discovered that the Druids of Gaia have returned,” she told the man, while looking at Jason.
“No doubt! It’s been centuries since a Druid has been seen or known of! How do you know this man?” Felix asked, curious about their relationship.
“Uncle Felix, this is that boy I told you about back in high school,” Sheena told him proudly.
“Wait, what?? This is THAT Jason?” Felix exclaimed, not expecting this.
“Hold up! You told people about me?” Jason asked, more than a little flattered by this.
“Anyone who mattered knew that I had picked you. Even my parents,” Sheena told him with a grin.
“I can only imagine how that conversation went!” Jason responded as he scratched the back of his head, looking a bit embarrassed.
“It went quite well, considering that you were a Normie. How is it you have tapped into Gaia’s primordial energies? No Normie should be able to do that,” Felix wondered.
“Broke through a block that was put in mind by the Sons of Ceasar. Still don’t know how they did that, but with them gone, that question has been back burnered for now,” Jason responded.
“Speaking of which, how is it that the Sons just up and left the city?” Felix asked.
“Umm ... I don’t mean to interrupt, but maybe we should take this conversation elsewhere?” Phalmina asked. “Unless the enchantment you have up lasts for a while?”
“Oh! Right! Please, this way!” Felix said as he gestured for the group to follow him.
The older man led the way to the very rear of the shop and reached into a bookcase at the back. The trio heard an audible click, and the bookcase fell back into the wall and slid to the side. Jason’s eyes widened, and he smiled at this hidden passage, feeling like a kid again.
“Hidden passageway in the back of a bookstore? Nice!!” the man grinned.
“It helps keep the Normies from getting to the real items of power,” Felix stated as they all walked through the hidden door. Once everyone was through, he pressed a more visible button on the wall and the door closed behind them.
“With us gone, the spell will soon lift from the shop and do a quick memory modification on Thomas. He will think that we all left to go and get acquainted, but through the front door rather than here,” Felix told them with a smile.
“Clever! So, tell me, Mister Bhundar, are you a mage?” Phalmina asked.
“Please, call me Felix! And no, I am not a mage,” he told the fairy woman.
“Then ... how is it that you are able to do magic as you do?” she wondered.
“That is simple. My family has been collecting magical artifacts for centuries. Some of them, we knew how to use, while others required more time and research to figure out. Those are the ones we continually study and keep locked away, while the ones we know how to use are put to use,” Felix explained.
“So, that slow time spell and the memory modification? That was an artifact?” Jason questioned.
“Yes. Though its name and original purpose has been lost to time, it sees a lot of use! You’d be surprised how many people come in here looking to steal things! Caught more than my fair share of would be thieves over the years!” Felix told them. They finally came to the end of the passage, which ended at another door. This one was large and ornate, fairly teeming with magical energy.
“Is this...” Sheena asked, looking at the door in wonder.
“The door to my family’s hoard and collection of magical artifacts and tomes of knowledge! You remember it?” Felix queried, thinking Sheena might have forgotten.
“Vaguely! I remember seeing this door in my dreams as a girl! I knew that on the other side of it lie all kinds of wonders and magical things! Things I could only dream of, which could give me anything I wanted!” Sheena replied, awestruck that such a door was real.
“You’re not wrong!” Felix chuckled as he put his palm to the door.
The magic within the door recognized him and upon touching the door, it started to glow a golden color. The door then continued to get brighter until it was almost blinding, then it opened. On the other side of the door was a vast and massive room that was cavernous. Even Phalmina’s eyes bugged out of their head, never having seen a repository of items and books so large.
“By ... Gaia herself! All of this here ... it is amazing!” Phalmina gasped.
“Hearing that never gets old!” Felix chuckled. “So, I believe that you lot were about to tell me of how the Sons of Ceasar were chased off?”
“They weren’t chased off, per se. More like sent to go dine with Ceasar himself in the halls of Hel,” Jason told him with a grim look.
“You ... killed them? How??” Felix asked, aghast that such a thing was possible.
“You might want to sit down, Uncle Felix. It’s a bit of a tale to tell,” Sheena told the man.
He simply nodded and grabbed his seat, which stood behind a desk near the entrance. The man then grabbed a small sculpture, which was comprised of no less than six little chairs stacked on each other. He pulled three off the sculpture and tossed them on the other side of the desk. In seconds, they became comfortable, squashy armchairs, which they all took and regaled the man with their tale.
“That’s ... by all the ancestors!! I thought that the Sons of Ceasar were this invincible juggernaut! I knew they had some sort of corrupted magic at their command, but I didn’t know it was Gaia’s magic!!” Felix breathed.
“Yeah. Sadly, the Sons know about us and will come after us. It’s only a matter of when,” Jason rumbled, knowing that there would be harder fights ahead of them.
“With any luck, by the time they show up, we’ll be far too powerful for them to simply subdue,” Phalmina stated.
“Don’t forget what happened to Vercingetorix. As powerful as he was, Caesar and his minions were able to keep him pacified until they could rip his magic from him,” Sheena reminded the fairy.
“Right!” Phalmina said with a cute facepalm.
“Sounds like you guys are making some serious enemies out there! The Sons are no joke!” Felix told them.
“True, but they’re pushovers compared to our latest threat,” Jason stated.
“Who is your latest threat?” Felix wondered, having only been told of their tussle with the Sons.
“Have you ever heard of Carman?”
“The Dark Witch?? She’s alive?!?” Felix asked, his face getting paler by the minute.
“Resurrected supposedly, thanks to a coven of followers of hers. She came right at us, and told us to surrender,” Sheena sighed.
“You ... you saw the Dark Witch? In the flesh?!?” Felix gasped, sounding like he was out of breath.
“Yup. Tried to make us kneel to her. Used some sort of dark aura against us. But we held our ground!” Phalmina told him.
“Thank the ancestors you did! If you didn’t, then things might well be over!” Felix sighed, feeling a bit better at this news.
“Why is that? What does us keeping our feet have to do with anything?” Jason wondered.
“If you hadn’t kept your feet, she would have used her magic to hamper yours. I’ve read up on the legends of dark users of magic and that seems to be one of their favorite tactics. By making you kneel to her, you would have put yourself and your magic in a position of vulnerability. When you are vulnerable like that, someone as powerful as she is can siphon your magic and add it to hers, weakening you while making her stronger,” Felix stated.
“Damn! I didn’t know that was a thing!” Sheena gasped, now more than glad to know that none of them bent the knee to Carman when they faced her.
“Hunh! Maybe that’s why the kings and queens of old demanded that anyone who served them had to kneel before them?” Jason wondered, taking a stab in the dark.
“That’s exactly why they demanded that you kneel! Some of them had seen Druids and Chosen of Gaia at work, making people submit to their will. Because of the power and control that the chosen wielded over Normies, they felt that those who were ... lesser than they were, should do the same,” Felix replied, confirming Jason’s suspicions.
“Figures! Damn arrogant pricks and twats is what they were,” Phalmina said with a huff as she crossed her arms. Felix laughed jovially, of the same mind as the fairy was.
“That much is fact! Now, might I ask why you three have come to my shop? Are you seeking weapons that would help you in your fight against Carman?” Felix asked, ready to aid them in any way he could.
“Not weapons, but knowledge. We have a list of books here, which outlines what we need in order to craft such things on our own,” Sheena said as she pulled the list out of her purse. She then handed the list to Felix, who looked it over, eyebrows climbing at the books on the list.
“Tomes that belonged to the Artificier? Those things are a true rarity these days! I doubt you would be able to find the entire set!” Felix stated. “But ... some of these books I may have here!”
“That is some good news!” Jason said as Felix got up, gesturing for the group to follow them.
“I am curious ... how are you going to make use of these books, if you don’t have a Spellforge?” Felix wondered.
“Who says we don’t have one?” Sheena asked him, giving Felix a knowing look.
“Impossible! There is no way ... wait ... you found one??” Felix asked, stopping in his tracks as excitement gripped him.
“Didn’t really ... find one. It was more like ... we built one,” Sheena told him with a grin.
“You ... built a Spellforge?? Like actually built BUILT one?!?” Felix gasped, amazed that such a thing was possible.
“Yeah, well, when you have a book that belonged to the Artificier that has the instructions on how to makes one, then it is possible,” Jason said to the man. Felix’s eyes went so wide, you’d swear they were about to fall out of his head.
“You ... crafted a ... Spellforge?!? Using a book from the Artificier?!?” Felix gaped.
“Yeah, we did. It was a real drain on us though and we were all out for at least a good ten or so hours after the fact,” Sheena put in.
“By all that is holy! Might I ... could I see the Spellforge? Someday soon perhaps?” Felix asked, looking as giddy as a kid at Christmas.
“Absolutely, Uncle Felix! But after we’ve dealt with Carman and her cronies,” Sheena told him.
“Of course, of course! Oh, and pardon my manners! Please, go and find what it is you are searching for!” the man offered, gesturing with his arms.
Thanking him, the trio then consulted the lectern that stood before the shelves and tables of the archive. After finding what they were looking for, or what they could find at any rate, they were off into the stacks. It didn’t take them long to find what it was they needed, as Felix was meticulous in his organizational system, having a place for everything and everything in its place.
While they all searched the stacks, Felix stood up and moved his chair, before gesturing at the stone slab beneath it. After the command phrase was spoken, the slab lifted itself upwards of its own accord, much like a trapdoor. Inside lay a chest that was sizable, at least two feet wide, by four feet long and three feet deep. Utilizing another command phrase, the chest then floated out of the hidden cubby before settling on his desk.
“Whoa! What you got there, Uncle?” Sheena asked, as she came back from her search.
“A little something that your mom and dad left behind. They asked me to hold onto this before they disappeared. Said it was to be given to you when I saw you next,” he told her.
“They ... they left this for me??” Sheena gasped, her chin quivering.
“That they did. I would have given it to you sooner, but you went off grid almost right after they did. Now that you are here, it’s only fair that this be given to you,” Felix said, handing her an ornate key.
Tears spilling down her cheeks, Sheena unlocked the chest and opened it, finding several things inside of it. In there were several robes and mantles, which looked old, but still radiated with magic. There were also several books, most of which were journals from her parents and what they had done in magical experimentation. Most notably, were no less than three books on Shamanic magic, one on Druidic magic and a tome of the Artificier!
“By the ancestors!! Is that...?” Felix gasped, staring at the tome that Sheena had pulled out of the chest.
“Yes ... yes it is!! It is one of the seven that we are looking for!!” she exulted, laughing and crying at the same time.
“Babe? You found something?” Jason asked, as he returned from the stacks with a book in hand.
“Yes! One of the books we need to help Luke!” Sheena told him as she turned to face her fiancé.
“That’s amazing hon!!” Jason replied.
“What have you got there?” Sheena asked, gesturing to the book in his hand.
“An apprentice tome! Wasn’t sure if I had the right one, but after looking at the name, I knew it was one that we could use!” he told her.
“That’s awesome!! Thank you for keeping this safe for me, Uncle Felix!” Sheena gushed as she rushed and enveloped him in a hug.
“Not a problem, little one! Not a problem at all!” he told her as he hugged her back.
“Have you heard anything from my parents at all? Anything about where they are or how they’re doing?” Sheena asked hopefully.
“Sadly, I haven’t heard anything from them since they left. But ... there is one thing I can show you,” he told her as he reached into his coat, as though searching for something.
“How many pockets do you have in that thing?” Phalmina wondered as she flitted back to the group, empty-handed.
“I honestly don’t know! It is a Coat of Many Pockets, so even though my ancestors tried to gauge how many it had, we found that the number of them was ... innumerable! Like there are an infinite number of pockets in this thing! Aha!! Found it!” Felix chortled as he pulled out a glass sphere. The sphere looked to be normal at first glance, but upon closer inspection, you could see motes of light dancing inside of it.
“This is what I call a ‘Life Globe’. All I need to do is perform a simple cantrip and anyone I know, be they a loved one, a good friend, or someone I wish to keep an eye on, is tied to this globe. Each mote of light inside represents someone I know, and the light that burns inside is a sign that they are still alive. These two right here, Sheena, are your parents,” Felix told her.
Sheena gasped and cried some more, as she saw that the two lights Felix was pointing at were glowing brightly. Her parents were still alive and now she had proof of it! She turned to Jason and hugged him close, sobbing happily at this knowledge.
“Thank you, Uncle Felix! Thank you so much!” Sheena blubbered, grateful to know for a fact that they were still here.
“Is there any way you can track them through this Life Globe?” Phalmina asked, wondering if it could be done.
“I have been trying to do this, but so far, all my efforts have been futile. I have been trying to make it respond to my attempts to track my friends, but it has refused to co-operate. So, I hold out hope that this Life Globe at least keeps tabs on whether or not they are alive,” Felix told them.
“At least we have that,” Jason said, and Sheena nodded furiously, agreeing with her man completely.
“Indeed! Oh and actually, I have something that I think you might find helpful, Jason!” Felix said as he rummaged around in his Coat of Many Pockets.
Felix kept digging, and it almost looked like the coat was about to swallow the man, until they heard an exclamation of triumph from him. The man grinned as his arms came out with his hands holding what looked like an arm ring of some sort. It was old and made from solid gold, with a pair of dragon heads on each end of the ring. Jason was drawn to the simple jewelry, but couldn’t understand why.
“What it that?” Phalmina asked, curious about the arm ring.
“Something I found in a pawnshop a few years ago, while I was vacationing in Rome. The man running it was a Normie, who had no idea what it was he had. He was trying to melt down the thing, as the gold itself was worth something, but he had no idea why it wouldn’t melt. He had tried selling it, but the damn thing couldn’t be picked up by anyone, like it was refusing to budge,” Felix informed them.
“Now that is quite odd! Any idea where it came from?” Jason asked as he looked at the piece of gold.
“Well, I’d say the obvious thing is that it’s Viking in origin, but from what era, I do not know. The man was quite happy to be rid of it, as I got it for a literal steal! Something was telling me that this should be in the hands of a Druid,” Felix said, handing Jason the arm ring.
Jason took it gratefully, as the artwork on the arm ring entranced him. The moment he touched it, it was almost as though something that was a part of him was being returned. Automatically, he placed the arm ring on his wrist and it latched onto him, like it had found who it belonged to.
Then a sudden burst of green magic emanated from the arm ring, surrounding Jason, but not hurting the man. His eyes widened, and the look on his face was one of shock and rapture, as whatever the magic was doing was something he liked! It went on like this for a few minutes before the magic finally faded and Jason was in control once more.
“Love, what the hell happened?!?” Sheena yipped, concerned for Jason’s welfare.
“I think ... I just got a boost to ... my knowledge and ... my ability to learn!” he replied, feeling like he had downloaded an entire encyclopedia of Druidic magic into his brain.
“Your knowledge? What did you learn?” Phalmina wondered, her concern for Jason also overtaking her mind.
In response, Jason reached into his Druidic magics and pulled a small splinter of wood from Felix’s chair. He concentrated on the splinter, pouring life and magic into it, giving it the spark of life it lacked. In mere moments, the splinter elongated and grew, becoming a small stick, then a larger one, which quickly sprouted roots. A few seconds later, it sprouted into a complete and pure sapling, which was teeming with life and magic.
“How ... what...” Felix gasped, amazed at such a transformation.
“Now that babe, that is impressive! Making a sapling out of a splinter of wood?? Wow!” Sheena said, amazed that Jason had done this without any aid from her or Phalmina.
“I’d say that impressive is understating it! This is African Blackwood, which is endangered and doesn’t grow anywhere outside of Africa!” Felix gushed, letting them know what he’d done.
“I would guess that it is expensive then?” Jason asked.
“About ten thousand dollars for a single kilo of this wood, yes!! If you are able to do that with the arm ring I gave you, it makes me wonder what things you’ll all be capable of when that Spellforge is working at full capacity!” Felix breathed, still a little beside himself that he now had an African Blackwood sapling in his archive! He was going to have to find a pot to put it in, because such a tree wasn’t just worth a lot of money. It was a damn investment!
“Thank you for all your help, Uncle Felix! It is truly great to see you again!” Sheena said as she put the books and items back in the trunk.
“Yes, it was! But I am curious about something. What had you stop by my shop today?” the older man wondered.
“Well, we were given a list of shops that we should look into for the books we needed to help with the crafting of a Forgemaster. So, when I saw this place on the list, naturally I wanted to come here right away!” Sheena replied.
“Oh! Might I see this list?” Felix asked. Sheena nodded and handed the slip of paper over. He then smirked as he read the list, almost like he knew something they didn’t. “This is Valerie’s handwriting, isn’t it?”
“How did you know that?” Phalmina queried.
“I know Valerie well! She’s a frequent customer of mine, but hasn’t been in lately. Is she all right?” Felix asked.
“She’s fine now, since we took down the Black Witch that was holding her,” Sheena told the man.
“Oh my! You really have been getting into a lot of trouble, haven’t you, young lady?” Felix said in an almost accusatory tone.
“What? It’s not my fault that trouble seems to find me wherever I go!” Sheena replied defensively. Just then, Felix teared up and brushed them away hastily.
“You OK, Uncle?”
“Yes! It’s just ... you looked and sounded so much like your mother just then! She would often say the exact same thing in the exact same tone!” Felix chuckled as more tears ran down his face.
“I’m going to find them, Uncle. I swore I would, no matter what,” Sheena told him.
“Don’t think you’re heading out on such a search without me, missy,” Jason told her in a mock hurt voice.
“Or me!” Phalmina stated with her hands on her hips.
“Oh ... you two...” Sheena meeped as she ran and embraced them, pulling them into her for a bone-crushing hug. She then let them go, glad to see that they would stand with her in the search for her family.
“I will need to hear of this story about how you got Valerie out of the Black Witch’s clutches,” Felix interjected.
“Come over for some tea, Uncle, and we’ll tell you all about everything we’ve been up to!” Sheena promised. “After we have dealt with Carman.”
“More than fair! Now, this list that Valerie gave you is incomplete,” Felix told the trio.
“Incomplete? Incomplete how?” Jason wondered.