Friday, 2 August 2013

Beyond Imagination - Chapter Six

It's no secret that I love art and colors, but this chapter put two of my other secret loves onto the page. I have a fondness for big, old houses (even if Milo would think they look a little creepy) and one of my very favorite animals is the badger. So there's definitely a big part of me invested into Chapter Six of the Summer Reading Program.

It's hard to imagine that we're already over half way through the story but it's exciting too because there's still lots more adventures and wonderfully wacky places and poppets!

Also, keep yours eyes on my Twitter and Facebook to see when I'll be making my Library visits this August!

Chapter Six

"Have You Seen My Missing Colours?"
Have you ever had that feeling that there's something right behind you?
Something that maybe you don't entirely want to see but know that eventually you'll just have to turn around and find out what it is.
Milo had that exact feeling and he didn't like it, not one little bit.
Maybe it was because Vance their Poppet guide had ran away as fast as his monkey feet could carry him...
The good news was that in the real world feelings like that just meant your imagination is running wild and it didn't mean anything.
The bad news was that in this world where nothing was quite right; Milo's sense really did mean something and before he could muster up enough bravery to turn around, Etta had already done so.
"Jumping Jackrabbits!" She said and the words came out like such an expression of shock that Milo couldn't help but turn around swiftly to see what made her so surprised.
Spread before them was acres and acres of grey landscape. The grass was grey, the leafless trees and thorny rosebushes were just as grey too. But most of all, there was a mansion of a house ten times taller than it really should have been that was the greyest of all.
With the landscape of colours from the forest behind them, everything looked even more dreary than it really was. Milo couldn't help but dislike it so much that he made a sour face.
"We're supposed to go in there?" He asked Etta, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear her say it just to be sure.
"Yup, we can't turn around now. Remember what the owl told us." Etta replied, taking a few little shuffling steps towards the big, spooky house.
A strange thing occurred as Etta crossed over into the gloomy landscape. Milo blinked over and over because he couldn't believe his eyes, but as Etta stood just a few feet away from him she had turned grey, just like everything around her! She looked just like that old cartoon his mother had shown him where a mouse captained a steamboat.
Running over to Etta, Milo found that he too had turned grey and was staring at his hands and arms in wonder.
"It's kind of creepy..." Etta said, looking back over her shoulder and swallowing hard.
"Yeah. I don't like it here. I wish we didn't have to go in there..." Milo replied, his little knees knocking.
"It's only scary because you haven't seen it the way it's supposed to be." A sage voice spoke just as two eyes peeked out from inside of a rose bush. Crawling out on all four of it's feet from the bush was a creature that had a cute little black and white face and had a body that looked like a forest animal. But of was just another talking stuffed animal, a Poppet like all of the other creatures they had seen.
"You're a funny looking skunk!" Etta said, laughing a bit as the Poppet made it's way over to them.
"I am not a skunk!" The creature replied, turning up her nose. "I'm a badger and my name is Kate."
"Well whatever you are...What did you mean about not seeing things the way they're supposed to be." Milo asked, watching Kate as she looked worriedly at the mansion and then back to him and Etta.
"When a person is afraid of something it's usually only because they don't understand it or can't see it for what it is. Just like this place, it's only frightening because you can't see it properly like this..." Looking down ashamed, Kate the badger made sad huffing noise. "It's usually beautiful and colourful...I'm the one who's supposed to take care of this mansion but while I was taking a nap in the rosebush, someone stole all the colours away!" She sounded so sad and Milo was sure that if stuffed animals could cry, Kate certainly would.
Looking back around them, Etta seemed to be picturing something the way she held up her fingers like a frame. "It would look so cleverly charming with captivating colours!" She said.
Milo was tempted to ask her to say it again five times fast but hid his laughter and nodded in reply.
"We'll help you find them then!" Milo said, looking down at Kate and giving her an encouraging smile. He didn't quite notice it but knowing what the mansion was supposed to look like and wanting to help the Poppet had made his fear vanish.
"Oh thank you!" Kate said happily. "I'm usually particularly good at finding things; but it seems that I really do need help..." She admitted, leading Milo and Etta into the mansion where they would be able to search.
"Where are we supposed to find the colours anyways?" Etta asked, looking around at the endless staircases and doors that filled the house like a huge fun house maze. With the colour gone all of it's whimsical furniture looked a little strange but as long as the friends kept reminding themselves of what everything really was, it was okay.
The only thing now to think about was where they would ever find the colour thief in this great big place...
Maybe it wouldn't be as hard as it appeared though because looking at one of the staircases that wound like a spiral up into the house there was splatters of colours along the stairs.
It looked like someone had taken their paint set and dropped parts of it all along the way as they ran and so Milo, Etta and Kate followed that path.
It lead them to a long hall that stretched on with doors on either side that were all black and white and black and white and black and white.
But there came a dim light from the end of the hall, Etta seemed nervous to go after it and stayed back with Kate. The boy thought though, he considered smartly what the light could be and refused to be afraid of it, instead of worrying about what he didn't know he tried to understand it...
Which made the light grow stronger and stronger to his eyes until he could see something fantastic!
It was a rainbow of colors shimmering under the door! Milo ran for it in excitement, throwing the door open to find another badger poppet that looked just like Kate but the black stripes on her were white and the white ones were black.
Which was just plain confusing and silly...
"I found the colours!" He shouted, calling Etta and Kate to join in him the room.
"Amy!" Kate yelped out the name as she saw the other badger who was holding a crystal that was glowing with all the colours a person could have ever seen in their life and even more than that.
"You found me, sister!" The other badger poppet giggled wildly, hopping around on her hind legs. "Did you notice that I took all your colours away?!" Amy practically sang the words like it was a funny story or a joke.
No one was too impressed with Kate's sister's behaviour but when the badger came over to them and handed Etta the crystal it became obvious that she intended no harm.
"I'm sorry, it was just a game." Amy said. "You just have to break that crystal and everything will go back to normal. "Please forgive me."
"You're forgiven!" Etta said in a cheerful tone, taking the crystal and giving Amy a loving pat on the head before she turned and tossed the crystal to the floor. It didn't so much as break but instead slowly sank into the creaky floorboards like the house was absorbing it. As soon as the crystal disappeared, the floor started to turn pink and the walls green. Everything was gaining it's colours back like a light had been shined on them and a wave of paint had been washed over them.
Restored to it's original self, the house wasn't scary at all. It was the prettiest, finest and awesomest house Milo and Etta had ever been in!
"But where do we go now?" Milo asked, looking around the room and seeing only the way back out was the one they had taken to enter. The path on their journey had always been clear up until this point and it seemed like there was no where to go.
How could they get home without a path to follow?
"I think I can help you with that!" Amy and her sister Kate said exactly at the same time as they pointed to a funny looking orange and purple pinstriped grandfather clock in the room.

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