CM round 1 part 16

       Helena took a step towards Daiquiri who flinched slightly, fighting the urge to take a step back. She was smiling slightly, but daiquiri could see that past the forced facial expression, there was an alternate motive. He refused to allow his suspicion to show on his face; he would not allow them to know he had heard a snippet of their plan. Daiquiri smiled back at Helena "Why hello there, madame!" he smiled back said in the cheeriest tone he could muster. "Such a shame that I am forced to compete against someone as lovely as yourself."

      Helena paused for a second. The idea of  fighting a talking dog was one thing; the idea of said dog complimenting her was just plain bizarre and a tad bit creepy. "Heh...Well I suppose the same could be said about you" she responded, blatantly lying through her teeth.

   Daiquiri's tail twitched anxiously. "Ah, my dear, you are too kind!" he said back in an almost singsong tone. Trying to be as nonchalant as possible, he looked around. It had appeared that Saiph had snuck off somewhere. Trying to stay seemingly relaxed, Daiquiri started up another conversation.   "So what brings you to such a brutish competition?"

     "I'm just trying to get back home..." Helena answered quietly.
     
     Though highly distrustful of these two, Daiquiri could see that she was telling the truth on this.  For a brief second he felt a little sorry for Helena. After all, that's precisely what he had entered this silly tournament for too. Before he could reply, he heard a noise from behind him. He turned around but before he could do anything more, Saiph had jumped at him from a nearby tree. The two collided and fell into a heap on the ground. Daiqiri grumbled to himself as he lay on the ground, sympathy or not he shouldn't have dropped his guard for anything. At least this time the surprise attack hadn't knocked him out. He picked himself up off the ground yet again and reached for his hat. This time however Saiph was faster; he snatched the hat up as quickly as possible and began to sprint off, yelling for helena to follow.

      "Helena, Hurry up!" Saiph shouted as he waved the hat in the air like some sort of oddly shaped victory flag. Helena quickly followed the child as the two of them ran down the path, looking for the exit.

Meanwhile Daiquiri had finally gotten to his feet. This newest strike, though not a knockout, had made him land at an odd angle and now his foot was sending off shots of pain every time he put too much pressure on it. So this is what i'm left with. A sprained ankle and no way of getting back! He sighed. I should have never agreed to this! That stupid bandy man, doing these types of thing probably for his own entertainment. It's just cruel! Especially to me; I don't deserve any of this! Daiquiri looked down, his eyes getting foggy with tears. He was about to limp back to the porch when something caught his eye. He began to laugh when it became apparent what it was. My paintbrush! Daiquiri was ecstatic. By some stroke of luck the manipulator must have flown out of his hat when the stupid little bratface was waving it around. He let out a devious cackle (after all it was suitable for his attire). Ooh they're going to get it now He thought to himself and started to run to run in the direction that the two had taken off.
      He found himself falling flat on the ground however, as he slammed his injured foot down on the ground.  How was he supposed to catch them now? But wait! he said to himself. This is the Wizard of Oz right? So if I'm correct...... he looked over to the side of the farmhouse. Sure enough there was something over there. He hobbled over to inspect the area more. In addition to the most stunning pair of shoes he'd ever seen, there was a slightly bent (but not completely destroyed) witches broom. Perfect He was about to take off when he turned around and approached the house again. What would be the harm in taking the slippers too? They'd make an excellent stage prop if ever he got home. Plus, he was the witch wasn't he? These shoes were practically his rightful posessions! A devious smile crossed his face as he soared into the sky with his new posessions.