Halloween Decorations

Cuz Wren’s been awful busy makin’ costumes, an’ I’m not too good with sewin’, I figured I’d work on decorating up the main room for Halloween!  Cooper an’ Falcon said they’d help.  Meikiko wanted to help too, but Wren couldn’t get her to take her costume off, so she had to sit out.  But that’s ok.  She can help with other stuff.

We cleaned up the room some first, cuz it was fulla dust an’ dirt.  That part wasn’t so fun.  But I knew Wren would say it was important.  Personally, I thought maybe alla dusty stuff would make it look creepier.  Cooper said that was just a lazy thought.

Alla stuff was packed away, so we pulled it outta storage an’ set stuff up.  I found this awesome tin with a ouija board onna front, an’ a creepy coffin, an’ thought the corner over by our stove would be good.  Riley tried to help, but mostly she just barked atta coffin.  I love Riley.  She’s a good guard pup.


Falcon focused onna middle, using some cut-out pieces for decoratin’.  He found a cauldron, too, an’ those awesome eyeballs!  Oh, I remember those!  Wren thought she’d scare me with ’em last year.  They are pretty creepy, tho.  I wish they glowed inna dark or somethin’.  We could turn off alla lights an’ watch ’em watchin’ us.  Falcon’s fox wasn’t too sure what to think of it, even without it glowin’, so I think that means it’s spooky enough.


An’ Cooper…well, he kinda struggled a bit.  He put some li’l pieces out inna other corner, where we got chairs, but he said the skeleton didn’t look right sittin’ there, an’ it kept fallin’ down, an’ he just didn’ know what he outta do with it.


So I popped it inna different place, an’ I think it looks all right.


I’ll probably move it again later.  For sure, some Little’s gonna wanna hide inna coffin.  I hope they do!  It makes a frightful sound, an’ I bet it’s gonna make ’em all jump.  They’re so cute when they get scared, cuz their eyes get all big, an’ then they get all angry cuz I giggle.  I can’t help it!  They’re just so cute!

But that was it.  I told Cooper we needed more.  If we could find some spider things, an’ rig up somethin’ so it’d look like cobwebs, that’d be neat.  An’ maybe if we could make somethin’ look like a science experiment gone wrong, that’d be cool too.  But “gone wrong” sounds kinda like “make a mess,” an’ I’m not too sure Wren would like that much.  Plus we need snacks an’ candy an’ things.  Apples too.

Oh gumdrops!  An’ pumpkins!


“We need pumpkins ’bout this big.  At least this big.  Bunches of ’em.”

Cooper just laughed.  “It’s going to be ok, Kestrel.  We’ll find pumpkins.  Maybe not quite that big, though.  That’s about as big as Meikiko.”


I can’t wait.  It’s gonna be so much fun!



Gingerbread House–2nd visit

Meikiko took me back down the trail to visit the gingerbread house.  I wan’t sure what I was gonna see.  Was it the witch’s new home? Was the witch gonna catch an eat alla Littles wha’ came round?  But I wasn’t a Little.  An’ she’d have a bit more t’do to catch me.

When we broke through the forest an entered the clearing, Meikiko said “There.”  An’ there it was, a house made all outta gingerbread an’ done up wit’ icing an stuff.  But I wasn’t sure we was at the right place.


“Um…how mucha th’ house did ya’ll eat?”  Suddenly, I kinda understood why th’ witch mighta been upset they was munchin’ on her house if they ate down alla candy an icin’ and stuff.

“No no no…we didn’t eat that much,” Meikiko said.  “I don’t know what ate the rest.”  And she sat down on the rock and wouldn’t go any closer.


So I went closer an’ spent some time examinin’ the house.  It looked empty.  An’ munched.  Really, really munched.

But I couldn’ find anythin’ like no witch or nothin’ what mighta eaten th’ candy offa house.  Th’ whole thing was confusin’.  Cuz I sure believed the Littles when they told me they only licked a little an’ the witch came out.  Maybe she was just visitin’ too an’ was tryin’ t’play with the girls?  Dunno.

As Meikiko an’ me was leavin’, I thought mebbe I heard some gigglin’ from the house.  Made me turn right quick an’ look again, but there wasn’t nothin’ there.  I mighta gone back for another look, but Meikiko grabbed m’ hand an’ dragged me off.


I’ll keep an eye out, but it’s lookin’ maybe kinda ok for now.


In which the Littles have an adventure

Yesterday was a kinda nice day.  It’d been super cold for a bit, an’ I thought for sure it was gonna snow! But no snow. So yesterday, it started off pretty cold, but it got nice inna afternoon, so alla Littles were outside playin’.  They were over at our house cuz Nim needed time t’ get Dolli Lane cleaned up.  Hazel an’ Vega were over there, helpin’ her.  Wren an’ me was inside, cleanin’, so we could maybe getta Christmas tree set up afore too long, so I guess we weren’t payin’ too good a mind to the Littles.  I mean, we’d go check on ’em an’ stuff, but it wasn’t like we was standin’ out inna grass with ’em.

It gotta be dinner time, an’ Wren finally stopped an’ said that hadda be good enough.  She told me go get the Littles an she went t’ heat up a pot of soup.  So I put on m’ hat an’ headed for the door.

Alla sudden, the Littles came burstin’ in.  They was wild-eyed an outta breath an’ scared.  Alla they grabbed onna my legs an’ just shivered.  I patted their backs for a bit.  The calmin’-down-after-nightmares is more Wren’s style, but I tried.  Finally, Meikiko calmed down an’ started talkin’

They was outside, playin’ tag, when somebody suggested maybe they go for a walk inna woods. (At this, I reminded Meikiko that they shoulda come an’ gotten me first afore they went wanderin’ off.  She kinda hung her head an mumbled, an’ I let it go.) So they all picked a path an’ wandered down it.

Thankfully, it was a nice day.  It wasn’ too cold or too hot, there wasn’t lotta rain or snow, an’ there ain’t a whole lotta scary bad animals inna wood, like bears or coyotes or nothin’.  They said they saw chipmunks an’ rabbits an’ even a red fox, so they kept walkin’  When they came to a path inna woods, they’d lay down some rocks onna side of the path so they’d know how to get home again in case they got confused.  I told Meikiko that was a smart idea.

After wanderin’ a bit, they came to a clearing.  Inna clearing was a house.  It wasn’t no ordinary house, tho.  Meikiko said it was made all outta candy, like gumdrops an’ gumballs an’ icing an’ gingerbread.  An’ I couldn’ say I blamed them for wantin’ a closer look, but parta me was wonderin’ if they ain’t never heard the story bout Hansel an’ Gretel!?


They hadda talk bout whatta do.  Rosy an’ Aqua wanna turn round an go back home.  But Poppy an’ Meikiko wanna make sure it was for real a gingerbread house.  An’ inna middle what they was talkin’ bout, Meikiko walked over an’ started messin with somethin’ onna roof.


She said she licked it, an’ it was candy for real, an’ that kinda decided it for alla they:  they wanna try some too.  I mean, what kid could resist an entire house made outta candy?!  I bit m’ tongue an’ let her keep tellin’ me what happen.  Onna other side of th’ house, Rosy scraped icing offa roof an’ licked it an’ said it was good too.  So then Poppy went to the walk an’ tried a gumdrop, an Aqua went for th’ gingerbread tree, an’ alla they was tryin’ somethin’ sweet.

Then Aqua stopped, an looked ’round a bit, sayin she thought she heard somethin’.


An’ Poppy stop too, an pointed atta house, sayin’ she thought she saw somethin’ movin’ inna window an’ maybe they outta stop eatin’ alla candy an’ let it be.  Which is kinda weird, cuz Poppy’s usually the first one who wantsta do somethin’ kinda dangerous.


Aqua an Rosy started listenin’ to Poppy, tho, an’ they agreed maybe they outta get outta there.  But Meikio had finally gotten an entire candy offa roof, so she wasn’t listenin’ too good to her dolly sisters.


Then, outta blue, Meikiko heard somethin’ from behind her, near the back of th’ house, an’ when she turned, she saw lotta curly red.  She yelled, “Witch!” an’ threw her candy down an’ alla Littles high-tailed it outta there.

Poppy said the witch was sayin’ somethin’ as they ran, but not a one of ’em stopped t’ hear what she hadda say.  I think every one of ’em was thinkin’ hard bout Hansel an’ Gretel an’ how that story ended, an’ they sure didn’ wanna have no part of it!  They woulda gotten lost but for the rocks they left, an’ afore too long, they cam burstin’ outta woods at our house an’ came runnin’ in.

Oh my gumdrops!

I told ’em I was glad they got home safe.  An’ I made ’em all promise me they wouldn’ go wanderin’ off again without gettin’ a big doll t’ go with ’em.  They said ok.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll get one of ’em to take me back to see it.


(ps:  from Kestrel’s BEAN:  The gingerbread house was constructed by my two little beans and their friend.  They kindly allowed me–encouraged me, even!–to take pictures with the Littles, which prompted this story line.  Thanks, guys!)

Happy Halloween!

It’s that awesome, spooky time of year when the ghouls come out and the ghosts get to play!  Nim said Halloween’s also called All Hallow’s Eve, which sounds spookier and niftier than Halloween.  Like somethin’s lurking round the corner in the dark, ready to pounce out atcha if you aren’t paying attention.  Yeah!  Who doesn’t love Halloween? (specially cuz the monsters are really just Littles dressed up all cute, and there aren’t no monsters ya gotta cage up in some iron bars…least, not as I’ve seen. Not yet.)

We decided Trick or Treating wasn’t gonna work.  There’s just not enough houses in the area, an’ tryin to walk all the Littles to somewhere other houses would be was…yea, it wasn’t gonna happen. Their legs’re too short to go that far.  So Nim brought ’em over to our house to have a fun evening.

All the costumes that Wren and Nim made were sitting out, waiting for a Little to choose.  When the whole pack of ’em got in and they saw ’em, they were all a jabber about who wanted what and why and how much fun and–!  So many conversations all at once.  But they didn’t fight or nothin’, which was nice.  They did pounce on ’em like little wild beasts, though.  It was pretty funny.  Wren was kinda horrified.

The outfits were simple.  Mostly just hats.  While the Littles were sortin’ out who was gonna be what, Nim looked at Wren and kinda whispered “Did we forget something?”  Wren was kinda puzzled for a bit, then her eyes went wide.  “Oh, the tails!”  Oops.  Maybe next year?  They were cute anyway.

I got alla them to let me take pictures, so you can see how cute they were.

First, the kittens.  They decided they didn’t want costumes, cuz they already had fur an’ ears an’ tails an’ everything. Angel-kitten came over in Nim’s bunny jacket, though, which was pretty cute.

Rosy got to wear the bunny costume.  You can kinda see her in the kittens’ pictures, standing behind Kitty, but she’s cuter when you get to see her face-on.  She an’ Angel kinda hung out during the evening, cuz they were both bunnies!


Poppy picked out the little fox hat (she said she loved it cuz red’s her favorite color!)


An’ Meikiko picked up the little panda hat, saying it reminded her of somethin’ from  when she was a baby.


An’ Aqua picked the elephant!


I mean, they were all just so super cute!  There was one hat left over, a kitty hat.  I guess there were enough kittens in their group that nobody wanted to dress up like one?  At least, not at first.  Nim, Wren, an me sat down on the bench for a bit while they all ran around, playing ring round the rosy an’ London Bridge an’ duck duck goose an’ things like that.  We three got to talkin’ an’ payin’ not enough attention to the Littles, cuz they were doin’ a pretty good job of entertainin’ themselves.  At some point, Meikiko ran over an’ grabbed the kitty hat off my lap.  I was happy someone was gonna be a kitty!  Then Wren told me I outta put on the panda hat, so she helped me. (I make a pretty cute panda, right?)


But that’s when things started to go way wrong…

First, it was Meikiko, bein’ a little crazy-rough onna chair, climbin’ over it like it was a jungle gym.  Wren told her be careful an’ all.  Then I looked around a bit, cuz what’d been all the Littles’ voices singin’ different songs was all-a-sudden a lotta voices gigglin’ an being crazy-loud, not singin-loud.  Whoa.


There were kittens onna bench.  Not sittin’ down, but climbin’ on toppa the bench.  I dunno how they got up there without us noticing, but there they were.  An’ Rosy was off on the side, standin’ on another chair.  At first, I thought she was tryin’ to get up there too with Lily an’ Kitty, then I realized she was tryin’ to grab a cat down.



At first, we just kinda stared around at it all.  I’d never seen the Littles get so crazy afore.  But then Nim said, kinda laughing an kinda deep-sighing, to please let ’em keep on doin’ it so they’d wear themselves out. Poor Nim.  It’s gotta be hard tryin to take care of alla them Littles all the time.  No wonder she loves it so much when we come over.

But when Kitty flipped herself down and said “Boo!” beside Wren, that was a bit much.


Then Wren hopped up and backed herself inna corner, an I hopped up and tried to keep Lily from joining her sister (who had laughed and crawled back up on toppa the bench), an it was jus’ total chaos!

I guess Wren backin’ up was enough, cuz then Nim started talkin’ in this soft, calm voice, but one that sorta kinda sounded like maybe she wanted to kill somethin’ at the same time.  All the Littles stopped what they was doin, looked at her, then meekly got down an’ clustered up all nice and calm, like they ain’t done nothin’ bad at all.  After a little bit, I got Wren to come back so we could take a nice picture with alla us sittin’ together, bein calm.


I love Halloween!  Not sure Wren feels much the same anymore…  Next time, though, the animals gotta all have tails.  I think the weight’ll keep the Littles more butt-heavy, so they won’t go scalin’ everything in sight an bein’ so crazy-wild.

(I am not gonna ask Wren, but I do kinda wanna know what happened to Hazel an Vega. I didn’t see hide nor hair of ’em during the party.)

I was sad to see all the Littles go when the evening was done.  If it wouldn’ give Wren a heart attack, I’d say we should do this alla time!





Captured and Contained

Vale did an awesome job, capturing the monster and subduing it (I’m learning all these new words.  Wren’ll be proud).  The net was super strong.  I don’t think I could’a caught it on my own, tho, but you’ll see why.  Getting it in the cage was hard enough.

I’m  ahead of myself, tho.   I had the cage set up in another part of the forest, but I didn’t want nobody to know where it was.  I thought that’d be safest. For everybody.  Magic is weird. It does scary things sometimes.  Far away and unknown seemed good.

I met up with Vale in the forest, away from the house, once she captured and subdued the monster.  It took me a while to find her after she sent the first message. I’m not so good at reading a compass…  I’d been wandering through the dark for a bit, trying to use the compass and a map and find the right coordinates and having no luck.  Thank goodness Vale had a bright light blinking at her eyepiece.  I saw something flashing off between the trunks, like a firefly on caffeine.  Made my way to it, slipping through the mud.  Then there was Vale, standing tall with her foot on top of the squirming bag of monster.  She had some scuff marks on her mechanical parts, and a dent in another spot, and her boots were covered with mud.  I didn’t wanna know how the monster looked.

She looked down at me and asked again if I’d be ok doing this.  An’ I said yea, cuz I really needed to cage it myself.  I wanted to protect Wren and the Littles from the monster that scared us all.  I hoped that maybe, if I put it away, I wouldn’t be so scared of it either.  Vale said, if I needed more help, if the monster got to be too strong, I should just call and she’d hear me and come help.  I said ok, then picked up the bag and started to haul it through the woods.  I felt loads better, knowing Vale would help if I needed it.  But I hoped I could do it myself.


The woods were dark.  And cold. And wet.  I slipped and fell in the mud, and the monster thrashed in the bag behind me.  I dropped my flashlight, and it hit a rock and rolled off.  Then it was hard to see anything.  But there was a tiny sliver of moon to light the way.  It took forever to reach the clearing where I left the cage.  I was so tired.

I put the carry-bag down and untwisted one of the poles.  I dunno what I was thinking–that maybe the monster would just hop on into the cage like a good little creature?  But it seemed simple. I started to unzip the sack.  Then, alla sudden, there was a terrible roaring sound, and a ripping and a bursting.  Waves of bone-numbing cold swept out as the monster rose out of the containment sack. I tried to back up, but there was a tree right behind me and nowhere to go.


The monster was suddenly HUGE.  I’d never seen it that big before.  And it was glowing!  Or the cage was glowing.  I couldn’t tell which.  I think it was mad, super duper mad. It’d never been contained and subdued before.  It’d never been hurt before.  Oh my gumdrops…what was I going to do?

I turned quick to look for the stick I’d twisted out of the carry-bag.  Other than the cage (which was on the other side of the monster!), that was the only weapon I had.  The monster roared, and I took a step back, slipping in the dirt.  The monster grabbed for me, and all I could do was watch its hand getting closer…


My heart was pounding in my chest.  I was terrified. If I failed here, the monster would return to the house like this.  It’d attack Wren and the Littles.  I could imagine nothing worse.  I scrabbled in the dirt, my fingers thick and numb, hoping for a rock to throw at the monster.  My fingers closed over the stick from the carry bag!  I grabbed it and surged to my feet, stabbing at the monster to drive it back into the cage.


When the monster touched the iron bars, it roared again and lunged forward at me.  We were face to face then, its cold, rotten breath blowing straight in my face.  But I couldn’t give up.  I pushed it back again.


There was a sucking sound, like the ground opened up.  The monster started to get pulled into the cage, like one of the Littles slurping a noodle off her plate.  Those iron bars really worked!  It was screaming as it got pulled in, loud and fierce.  I slammed the lid down as soon as I could.  It kept oozing its parts out through the bars, and I’d shove them back in with my stick, worried it was trying to escape.


The monster changed as it was in the cage, getting smaller and stranger. When I realized there was no way it could escape, I sat down for a bit to catch my breath.  It watched me watching it.  It growled and hissed and stuff, but it didn’t seem half so fierce as before.

The witch needed to take care of it, though.  I got up finally to go find her.  I set up cameras first to make sure it didn’t escape or nothing.  (Vale’s idea.  If I’d been smart, I’d’ve taken her other idea and put a GPS tracker on the monster so I could be good and sure it was really gone).  Then off I went.  The forest didn’t seem so dark and scary on the way to Dolli Lane.


After I find the witch, I gotta find Vale to tell her thank you.  Then sleep.  I could sleep for a year.



Recruiting help

After asking for help and suggestions from Facebook, a friend, Kylie, suggested that I allow her very awesome cyborg, Vale, to help.  And she’s really something!  She’s so cool.  I wanna be like her when I grow up.  And she has an awesome wolf, Shylock.

She has captured the monster for me, so now I can drag it to the iron bar cage and trap it, and the witch can go put it back in whatever place it outta be at instead of our house.

An’ if I never see another monster ever again, I’ll be happy.

As long as I get to grow up to be kinda like Vale too.


The Witch’s Attic

This morning, I went up and knocked on the attic door.

“Who’s there?”

“Kestrel.”  I was so hoping she didn’t play the knock knock game again.  The box of shrooms was heavy, too.

“Come in.”

Whoa…she let me in?  I pushed the door a bit, and it creaked open, all slow and creepy.  It was dusty in the attic, and at first I didn’t see nobody.  I had to creep through the kitchen to get to the witch’s area.  That was creepy too, cuz there were cobwebs and spiders and dust.  Not a way to keep a kitchen.  I get that the witch needs quiet, but it doesn’t seem fair.  Maybe we could move the kitchen somewhere else, or put a door up that the witch can lock on the other side of the kitchen (so Nim and Vega can get in to cook food for the Littles).

The witch’s section was crazy.  It was full of stuff, so much I had a hard time squeezing in with my box.  Plus she’s kinda tiny, so I was back to feeling too big in a tiny place.  I had to think small, when I really wanted to think big.  But I took a deep breath and went in.  She had a bookshelf full of potions and spellbooks and bones and–oh my gumdrops!–was that a skull?


Deep breaths, Kestrel.  This wasn’t the time to lose my nerve.

I gave her the box of mushrooms first.  Most of ’em were wild picked, but I had a little bowl with some button mushrooms from the kitchen, in case she wanted a salad or something.



She inspected them for a bit and took a nibble of the button shrooms in the bowl and said they were a fine offering.  She picked a few out of the box.  Then she walked over to her table and started messing with stuff, putting some of the mushrooms into the cauldron on her table–only it wasn’t a cauldron.  It was Dolli Lane’s soup pot!


I watched her for a bit, thinking maybe she was working on something to help me, even though I hadn’t even told her what was wrong.  Maybe she had listened to me talking to Nim and Vega downstairs, and she already knew why I was there?  But I still think she should’ve talked to me first.  After a bit, I coughed a little and shuffled my feet.    She kinda looked sideways at me then and sighed.

Then she turned around and pulled a spellbook off her shelf and started looking through it, muttering to herself.  She ignored me  a bit longer, until I couldn’t take it any more.


“We need your help,” I said. “My family is getting attacked by a monster.  It has fur and teeth and–”

“I know,” she said.  She had a really soft voice. But she looked at me finally. Her eyes were so sad.  She looked back down at her book and got quiet again.  I was afraid maybe that was all she was gonna say, but finally she started talking again.

“I am afraid the monster may be my fault.  I have been trying to complete my college-level witch’s classes, and I am taking a class on advanced potions.  One of our assignments was to create a portal to another dimension and summon a creature through it to bind as a familiar.”  She picked up one of the little shrooms and pulled it to bits.  She fed some to her scorpion then put the rest in the cauldron and stirred it.

“I had attempted the spell before, but all it did was cause a large rainstorm.  This time, when I attempted it, there was no result.  Or, at least, not one that I could see.” She looked at me again.  “I am truly sorry that your family has suffered from my mistakes.”

“Can you, like, make it go away?” I asked. “Cuz your spell sure did something, and some creature came through, but it doesn’t wanna play nice.”

She looked away again and touched her crystal ball.  “I’ve been talking with some of my other witch friends.  That’s one reason I couldn’t let you in earlier.  We were researching ways to close portals and banish monsters.  But the spellbook I have for this class doesn’t address that kind of magic, so my research has been less than helpful…”

She was starting to make me mad.  “Ok then.  How do I kill it?” I asked. I didn’t quite stomp my boot, but I kinda did too.  Then I looked at the scorpion. Maybe that used to be a kid that made her mad…  Witches can do that kinda stuff, right?  I bit my bottom lip and held back my boot stomping.

She looked up at me, kinda wide-eyed.  “Don’t kill it, please.  It probably doesn’t know what it’s doing.  It’s as scared as you are.  It’s like a…like a baby.  I accidentally pulled it from its home and brought it here.  Most of the time, it’s trapped in a limbo area and unable to move or do anything.  Then, sometimes, it can get through the portal area and come into our world.  Most of the time, it seems to be going into your house, but sometimes it also goes outside your house, which makes me think that the portal may be a short-range, mobile version.  But it hasn’t hurt you or your family.  It scared you. But you scared it, too.  Let me find a way to put it back.

“My witch friends have suggested a few ideas.  One idea was to create a talisman and trap the monster’s spirit in there until we can find a way to return it to its plane.  That way, your family won’t be scared, and the monster won’t be hurt.” She turned around and moved some bottles on the bookshelf.  “I was working on that last night when you got to Dolli Lane.  Thank you for being patient.”  Then she pulled a bottle with a white potion off the shelf.


“You’ll need to sprinkle this in the area where the monster usually appears.  It should coat the portal opening and get all over the monster’s fur as it comes through to your house.”  She moved over to a different container covered in jewels.  When she opened the top, I could see it was full of stuff.


She picked out one of the objects and handed it to me too.  “You’ll need to set that in the room.  Cover it too with the potion.  The monster should then get trapped inside the talisman and be stuck there.  As long as you don’t break the talisman, you and your family will be safe.  When it’s done, bring it to me.  I’ll find a way to return the monster to its plane.”

So I had a bottle of potion and a talisman to go fight a monster.  More deep breaths.  I could do this.


After she handed me the stuff, the witch turned back to her table and seemed to forget I was there, so I turned to go.  As I was creeping away, the witch added, “Good luck, Kestrel.  I will see you soon.”

I hope this works.