The Armadillo Files, Episode 26 — Featuring Olga Núñez Miret

Saturday, March 12, 2022

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You’ve reached The Armadillo Files. Yes, I’m a little late, but I’m happy you’re here.

Random Reader Things

A few weeks ago, Olga Núñez Miret commented that the cave reminded her of “Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves.”  A tickle began in the back of my mind.  A week or so later, she remarked that she still thought of Ali Baba when she read about the cave.  By then, the mental tickle grew into a prod.  I told Olga that I wanted to use it in three things, and asked her for two more. This episode features those thingsAli Baba, mint cakes, and metronome.

Tidbits of Truth

Olga specified what she meant by “mint cakes.” Kendal Mint Cakes, dating to 1869, were rather like the energy bars we have today.  Although most of the “energy” appears to have been from the sugar content.  Olga described them as very sweet and very minty.  That made me think of the Altoids “curiously strong” mints. Those things used to startle me to attention better than caffeine. 

Previously in The Armadillo Files

Delilah Faraday and Tatu Pinkerton, aka Fang, parted company with Henry Apesly in 1877.  The Time Manatees helped get Henry’s life back on track.  “Off screen” Henry corrected his mistake.  That restored the timeline for missing Marie Browning and some of the missing Calutron Girls in the 1940s.  Although some of the girls are still missing.  Then the Time Manatees have sent Fang and Dilly somewhere, farther back in history… but where?

All aboard!

26 — What’s your name?

Promo image by Teagan Riordain Geneviene
Promo image by Teagan


Fang, the manatees, the ping-pong paddle in my hand — everything in my field of vision distorted to bizarre proportions.  It was as if I walked into a Salvador Dalí painting.  The floor of the Lost Sea cave fell out from under me.

While I floated in nothingness, pictures similar to film frames flickered across my consciousness.  Images from decades, even centuries ran backward.  Fang exclaimed in delight at the changing fashions.

I heard my name, although it came amid fluctuating whistles.  Then I remembered that those strange blue mushrooms let me understand and communicate in the language of the Time Manatees.  Uncaring about that, or anything at all, I rested in semiconscious fascination.

Eventually, I was vaguely aware of a soft surface beneath me.  Fang’s words filtered into my awareness.  Part of me thought I should open my eyes, but I was unwilling to relinquish the rare feelings of comfort and safety.

Kendal Mint Cakes since 1869 Wikipedia
Kendal Mint Cakes since 1869, Wikipedia

Mysteriously something minty was in my mouth.  Then I realized it was a bite of mint cake.  Fang was saying something about me needing it for energy.  I could see the strong mint flavor.

“Can you do something about her ears?  I think it’s adorable, but Dilly will be upset,” Fang was asking the manatees.  “Umm, no… still a little furry.  Ah!  There ya go.  That’s it.”

“Beware, Delilah Faraday.  You are an ordinary human as yet.  However, time travel has a cumulative effect.  You are not officially a Prime operative, so your body has not been prepared for the consequences,” spoke the voice of the smaller Time Manatee as if in a dream.  “You must warn her, Tatu Pinkerton.”

“Yes, yes.  I’ll fill her in,” Fang said.

“I know you’ll be distracted.  Don’t be forgetful.  You must explain to her,” the deep voiced manatee insisted.

“What about our clothes?  We’re not properly dressed,” Fang complained.

“You are both suitably covered, if perhaps a little outlandish for this era.  The clothing you wear will suffice.  Operative Baba has accumulated large quantities of goods, and can supply what you want,” the deep voice countered.

“There’s always a hidden cost with Baba,” Fang complained with a shudder.

The voices devolved to a riot of whistling that filled my ears. 

“Dilly…  Dilly, wake up!  Ugh, you’re too heavy to carry.  Dilly, come on already.  You missed all the fun of time travel.  Dilly!” Fang yelled into my face.

A hand gripped each of my shoulders, lifting me to a sitting position

“Huh?” I slurred, and opening my eyes, I saw four of Fang.

“Oh dear God, one is enough,” I muttered.  “Thank heaven,” I added when the four merged to a single unwavering Fang.

Fabrizio at Pixabay
Fabrizio at Pixabay

“Good.  You’re awake and none the worse for wear,” he remarked but cupped my chin in his hand curiously examining my face and head.  “I’ll be right back.  Maybe the metronome is here somewhere,” he added to my bewilderment.

“Why do you need a metronome?” I thought I asked, but then realized my mouth wasn’t open.

Still woozy and blurry, I could hear Fang somewhere behind me.  He seemed to be naming plants or maybe spices in a singsong tone.

“Nutmeg?  No, cinnamon?  No that wasn’t it.  Poppy!  No…” his words drifted to me as I gradually became alert.

A shadow loomed over me.  I blinked hard, focusing.  A wild-eyed man bent, looking at me closely.  He wore loose clothes and a turban.  Light glinted on the curved blade of the sword he held.

“Nothing…” the man grumbled.  “No gold, no jewelry.”

Gasping, I scrabbled aside like a crab.  Fang lumbered and limped from the shadows.  He moved as though he had never been able to walk properly.  Stopping beside me, he started to babble and dissemble nervously.

“Can you help us?” Fang asked the man.  “We fell overboard in a bad storm.  I don’t know how long we were in the water, clinging to a piece of wood.  We lost everything, all our money, my wife’s wheelchair.  No, dear!  You mustn’t try to get up!  You know you can’t walk,” he added and turned to me with a warning glance.

“What’s your name?” Fang asked and the man grudgingly replied that his name was Cassim.  “Well, Mr. Cassim, I’m afraid neither of us are able to fend for ourselves,” Fang added turning back to the greedy-looking man.

“You’re both worthless,” Cassim snarled contemptuously.  “I suppose you really did wash ashore here.  There was a storm about a week ago.  I’ve checked this cave a dozen times and never found anything here.  I should leave before some of Baba’s thieves show up.  Miscreants!” the man muttered more to himself than in answer to Fang.

Cassim, Ali Babas elder brother in the cave by Maxfield Parrish 1909 Wikipedia
Cassim by Maxfield Parrish 1909, Wikipedia

“Fang, what in heaven’s name was that all about?” I demanded, rising and dusting sand from my long periwinkle stripped dress.  “Why the tall tales?”

“I thought I recognized Cassim, but I had to be sure,” Fang started and moved about with his usual nimbleness.  “He’s as greedy as ever a man has been.  You can’t trust him as far as you could throw him.  But he’s Ali Baba’s older brother.  So, we must be in the right place.”

The muffled tones of a woman’s singsong voice came from the shadows.  It was followed by the rumble of moving stone, not unlike the sound of the boulder moving from the entrance to the cave at the Lost Sea.

A black-haired woman in loosely flowing silks approached us.  She held a short but wickedly curved knife in one hand.

“Uh… no offence intended,” Fang told her, making me wonder why she might be offended.

Curiosity painted my face.  The woman looked at me and chuckled.  She tucked the knife into the sash at the waist of her wide-legged pantaloons.

“Cassim is my elder brother,” she admitted.  “Tatu Pinkerton is correct.  You were wise to pretend to be not just moneyless but physically broken.  Else he would have sold you into slavery.  Cassim is the greediest man I have ever known. Worse he has betrayed me repeatedly.  I wash my hands of him.”

I stared at her, trying to remember where I had heard the name Cassim.  Why did I feel I should know whose brother he was?  The woman chuckled again.

“I am Ali Baba,” she stated.

♦ ♦ ♦

Don’t leave yet!  I have a couple of freebies today.  First here’s a link where you can get free copies of “Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves” at Project Gutenberg, available in various formats.  Next, here’s the 1966 version of the full movie at YouTube.

Yes… we still need to know about that metronome, don’t we?  That was a random reader thing, but I can’t just mention it that randomly.  Operative Baba is a woman?  I’ll bet you weren’t expecting that.  Plus, Fang remarked that “Everything comes at a cost with Baba.”  What kind of price?  To learn more, stay tuned.  Hugs on the wing!

♦ ♦ ♦

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59 thoughts on “The Armadillo Files, Episode 26 — Featuring Olga Núñez Miret

    1. Thanks so much Diana. Your flash fiction posted today is superb.
      I think I may have just accidentally given myself an idea for Cassim. I didn’t intend to put him in the story as more than a vague threat. That’s the fun of pantsering. Hugs on the wing!

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  1. Sorry to be late to the party, Teagan, I was sampling the mushrooms 😉 Seriously we (Faith’s cat Preston and I) lost Internet and electricity at her apartment yesterday. I was able to read this on my phone, but attempting to comment from there (while consoling a frightened cat) would have resulted in gibberish.

    You were correct with your prediction last week, I love this episode! You and Olga make a good team. Fang and Dilly seem to make a good team, too. Now that Fang is recombobulated, I hope they can get back to Tennessee and figure out what happened to the other girls. MS Ali Baba surprised me, but i like the way you worked her into the story.

    I love how Fang defeated Cassim. I guess he is fully back to normal. I also found the discussion about the effects of time travel on humans to be interesting, if not foreboding. I hope Dilly gets back (all the way back).

    I hope you have a wonderful week!

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    1. Recombobulated — Love it! That’s worthy of the 60s gameshow “Password.” I love reruns of that. Oh yes… I almost forgot that I threw in that about the effects on humans. I just made a note to myself. That’s a pitfall of pantsering — keeping track of that kind of thing when it pops in so spontaneously.
      Poor Preston, I’m glad you were there with him. I imagine he still isn’t used to being without Monkton. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing.

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      1. You could always count on me to forget by next week. If recent experience is any guide, it’s like;y 😉

        I used to like watching Password.

        Preston and I had a pretty good night, despite the challenges.

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  2. This is an exciting episode, always awesome and events unexpected! Who would have guessed that Ala Baba is a woman, you are full of interesting surprises! I am glad Fang is still an important and exciting part of the story. I had thought that this would be the final chapter, but I’m delighted to know there is still another, and I am sure it will be as exciting as all that you have written! !

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    1. You are so kind, Ms Frances — thank you. Yes, there’s still the mystery of the missing girls. I originally meant this story to be mostly about the Calutron Girls, but that’s how it is with “pantsering”. I write by the seat of my pants, and it often does not go where I expect. I’m delighted you are enjoying the ride. Hugs on the wing!

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  3. Reblogged this on Just Olga and commented:
    Wow! Wonderful and creative Teagan Geneviene​ was inspired by my comments and my things and published today Episode 26 of The Armadillo Files! And it is full of surprises! Don’t miss it!

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  4. Wow, Teagan! I am so happy to have mentioned Ali Baba! What a wonderful episode, so full of surprises, and promising many more to come. Thanks, Teagan! I look forward to the next one, and haven’t the slightest idea how things will go. ♥

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  5. I was definitely not expecting operative Ali Baba to be a woman. There have been lots of surprises on this journey with Dilly and Fang. It cracked me up when Fang said his wife couldn’t walk and her wheelchair was washed away. 🙂 Quick thinking. A fun segment, Teagan!

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  6. Fang and Dilly may end up taking a trip around the world before this is over! So Ali Baba is a woman! Who knew? Well, I guess you did! I think Dilly may need more of those mushrooms to get her through these time changes. So glad Fang is as fit as a fiddle again. Now they can get completely back on track……if they even remember what that was! Lol!

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    1. I’m so glad you had a good time today, Ginger. Somehow they’ve got to get back to Tennessee… I suppose that after that Dilly needs to go back to Cape Canaveral, Fla in 1959 too. Or maybe her life goes on a different track. Who can say… LOL, at this point, I sure can’t. Thanks for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing!


  7. Teagan, you certainly know how to turn expectations and assumptions on their ear. Terrific episode. Now I’m hungry for the next one and the final Journey (which will probably leave me as bereft as the docking of the Pearl.) You are just too blamed good at this stuff. Lambswool hugs drifting your way on early Spring snowflakes.

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