“Ah, welcome back Master Mac!” someone greeted.
“Yup, back from my mission!” Mac answered. So that was his name, Mac. Strange name. Were his parents too lazy to add a ‘Donald’ or ‘Kenzie’ to his name?
But she continued to hold her breath as they walked along the bridge. It suddenly seemed much longer then it did before, when she had spotted the tram travelling far beneath the bridge. Now it was swamped with strange looking creatures she had never seen before, and she was holding hands with a kid named Mac who can run much faster then he should be able to.
They had almost made it, when a green stick (well that’s what it looked like) came running up to him. He had one large eye atop his body with a few hairs (eyelashes?) sprouting above his eye. “Master Mac!” his voice though, did not match him. His voice was a deep baritone the likes of which ladies would swoon over if he sung. “Where you been?” The voice had been such a shock that Goo actually gasped. The green stick froze, his one eye wider then before. “Human!”
Mac suddenly waved a hand, and a black bubble appeared around the small fellow, then he actually ‘flew’ while dragging Goo. His feet left the ground and he flew right through the group of welcoming people at the bathhouse. Goo was barely aware it happened until after it had happened, and the two were sat in the garden by the sides of the large building. Already cries of alarm were rising from within the bathhouse, cries of a human being spotted, and where was Master Mac? They need him!
“S-sorry I…” Goo started,
“No it’s okay. You did great! But listen, I have to go in there now.” Mac said, releasing his hold on her hand.
“What? Buh, but I can’t stay here by myself!” Goo started to complain, but Mac shook his head.
“Sorry but you don’t have a choice, if you want to save your folks. Look, I’ll tell you what you have to do.” Mac knelt besides her, “Once I’m gone and it’s safe, head down the back way. You’ll find a door, open it and go down all the stairs until you find a door marked ‘Boiler Room’. In there you’ll find Wilt, he’s the boiler man. Ask him for work.” Mac explained quickly, the cries for him becoming louder with every passing moment.
“Work?” Goo echoed.
“Yes, even if he says no, and asks you to leave as nicely as he can just keep asking for work. You’ll be safe if you get a job here. That’s all I can do for you.” Mac stood up again, and smiled slightly at her. “I’ll see you later, hopefully Goo.” With that he turned and ran out from the garden.
It took Goo a few short moments to realise he knew her name, even if she never told it to him.
[to be continued]
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