Saturday, July 23, 2022

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Random Reader Things
Some of you know educator and author, Pete Springer. We haven’t seen him here very often, but when this serial began, he left three really fun random reader things. Pete’s three things inspired three complementary things from Robbie Cheadle. I’ve been holding back until I could use their two sets together. Robbie’s will follow next time. Pete’s things are: brothel, toilet paper, and a B-29.
Previously in The Armadillo Files
Last time we learned that the disheveled brunette was the Calutron Girls’ missing dorm-mom and girlfriend of Harry Morgan, Marie Browning. She identified and confirmed that Klaude Frucht was responsible for abducting the girls (and herself). Sesame disclosed that Fang never met up with her, so his whereabouts remain unknown. Meanwhile, Ali Baba has become as discretely curious about Dilly’s ears as her rear-end… Did she say something about longer?
Are you still with me? If you need to refresh your memory, you can always find all the past chapters by going to the categories on the right side of the screen. Click on Armadillo Files.
All aboard!
32 — Who would do that?
Dilly

The brunette drew a deep but shuddering breath as she described her ordeal. Marie Browning stumbled upon the kidnappers when she came in from a rendezvous with her lover, Harry Morgan. She tried to fight them off and almost succeeded, but she was outnumbered. Because she was relatively young, and quite beautiful, the villains took her as well.
Marie was unkempt, her victory rolls were in disarray, and she was obviously rattled. I thought she was near her breaking point. However, she steeled herself to appear composed enough. She did pretty well, considering she had realized the young women for whom she was responsible were being kidnapped, one by one, and then had been abducted herself — not to mention being yanked across the world and time.
I tried to calm and reassure her. I looked at Ali Baba and Sesame across the room. The two were making plans. I heard them mention Fang, and something about an auction. However, I couldn’t hear anything else they said. Then the giantess started working on something in the recesses of the cave’s secret room.
Marie began to cry quietly. She covered her face when I turned back to her.
“I’ve been no use at all for helping the girls,” Marie mumbled through tears. “They’ve kept me drugged most of the time. Are those men really going to sell them? As slaves? Oh no… that’s as bad as putting them into a brothel. Who would do that? What kind of monster…”
I didn’t know what words of comfort I could give, but I patted her arm supportively. I told her that we were trying to help. Feeling awkward and ill equipped to handle the psychology needed in that situation, I moved behind a screen and changed into the flowing robes and sirwal trousers Ali gave me from that chest of clothing.
The harem pants were so voluminous that I expected to feel like I was swimming in them. I had never carried my weight in my legs and hips. To my surprise, they weren’t all that huge. I put my hands to my thighs, having the odd feeling that they seemed bigger. Although I didn’t feel any taller, I thought Ali was right that my legs seemed longer in proportion to the rest of my body.
When I came out from behind the screen, Sesame and Ali gave their approval. I went to a tall mirror to see for myself. I wondered about the lamp light. It seemed to cast a reddish glow. In the reflection, my hair looked lighter, a reddish yellow with pale russet highlights on the sides.
Trying to get control of herself, Marie asked if there was a place where she could freshen up. I had been very relieved to find that Ali Baba’s secret cave held some modern conveniences, like plumbing. A moment later I heard Marie exclaim.

“Oh, thank God! There’s toilet paper!” came Marie’s voice.
A loud pop startled me. I turned to see Minu and Musa, and other ferrets chasing balloons. Minu burst one. Sesame chided the animals, saying that we needed the balloons. However, she grinned and tossed them more. Then she filled a large cloth sack with the remaining balloons and brought it to me.
“If you carry this sack, it will give you the appearance of a servant, carrying a heavy burden for your mistress, Ali Baba,” Sesame explained. “But filled with balloons, of course, it will not be a problem for you. Also, you will have a handy sack if needed.”
Marie came out of the bathroom. I opened a root beer for her, hoping the caffeine and sugar would help. As she drank thirstily, she provided unexpected information about the girls. More of them had been taken than I ever expected. Marie had counted a dozen girls that she recognized from the Secret City compound. Not all of them were from her dorm, but she was reasonably certain. Besides, their 1940s American clothing set them apart.
“How could Klaude Frucht have taken so many young women across time? Did he steal a B-29 or something? He would have needed to transport them somehow,” I asked and Ali’s expression became rueful.
“It appears that Tumult has advancements in time transport technology that surpasses that of Prime,” Ali replied worriedly. “Although, perhaps he only transported a few of the girls at a time. That is more likely. I hope.”
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We left Marie in Ali’s secret cave. The woman protested, but Ali Baba made the excuse to her that someone needed to take care of the ferrets.
I expected that it was actually the ferrets who would look after the traumatized woman. Either Frucht or Cassim, or maybe both had given Marie some powerful drugs, and they were still in her system. She was too unsteady and disoriented to go with us.
Sesame went ahead of Ali and me. The very tall woman had her own contacts and her own way of doing things. I slung the big bag of balloons over my shoulder and followed Ali as she threaded through the bazaar.
“The slave auction is just around that corner,” Ali remarked and pointed.
“Yes, I hear the hullabaloo up that way,” I replied, and Ali narrowed her eyes and gave my ears a strange look, just as she had done earlier. “I’ve always had good hearing,” I murmured because her expression made me uncomfortable.
A commotion came from that direction. Voices rose to shouts. I heard a high-pitched scream. Ali and I hurried toward the ruckus.
On a stage, a burly man had someone across his broad shoulder. All I could see of the person was a pantaloon clad buttocks and wildly kicking feet. Those feet wore bright orange velvet curly-toed shoes.
“Let go of me!” the big man bellowed.
I had thought he was forcing the person on his shoulder. Maybe it had started out that way, but as they drew near the auction block, the captive held onto the man for dear life. I heard that scream again. I looked at those orange shoes.
“Fang!” I cried.
Without thinking, in a single motion I pounced to the top of a railing that was four feet tall.
Below, Ali Baba gave a wordless exclamation. Only when I looked down at her did I realize what I had done. I gave a nervous gulp, despite my concern for Fang. I should have been more careful with that timey-wimey watch-looking thing that was supposed to be a substitute for their high-tech metronome. I blamed myself that a curious weasel had stolen it. Sesame’s explanation came back to me.
“Because the device can only slow the side-effects, it keeps a running count of how much time you have left,” Sesame explained in her ironically shy voice.
The bauble had read 13 O’clock. Ali said that meant I had either thirteen minutes, hours, or days before I fully transformed into some kind of unknown animal. Thirteen minutes had already passed, so did I have hours or days remaining?
My excitability was blamed on the impending transformation. I was progressively jumpier physically too, as I had just accidentally demonstrated.
“Oh God, please don’t let me turn into a frog,” I groaned.

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Holy Hannah! What a mess Fang has gotten into. And why is Dilly so jumpy… literally? Well, I think we know why, so I guess we should ask what she’s going to be…
Episode 33 — “How much is that?” features three things from Robbie Cheadle at Roberta Writes: wine glass, silk rose, and chocolate cake. Tune in next weekend to see how those things impact the story. Hugs on the wing!
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I loved the great Pete Springer’s 3 things – very creative. What an awesome episode. Toni x
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it, Toni. Next episode live at midnight (Eastern) tonight. 😀 Big hugs.
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You are amazing, always something new. And, now there is toilet paper, a place to use it, too. I always look for my favorite characters, and I find them! ! I see by the number of comments that you have many who love your story, as do I. I am eager for your continuing story–always interesting! ! Take care in this vey hot weather! !
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It’s a pleasure to see you, Ms. Frances. Since I was able to get several episodes (and the ending) written ahead, I’ve already been working on the book version. It was fun to re-read the episode with your 3 things (car, cat, cantaloupe), and Frances the kitten pilot they inspired.
Yes, it’s so hot in so many locations that it’s scary. I believe you live in a high-rise, so I send a prayer that you keep electric power. As long as I have my air conditioner, I’m fine. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing!
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Thinking of you and sending love!!
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When you mentioned an auction, I knew it didn’t bode well for Fang. Hope he’s not sold!
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LOL. More on that next weekend, Teri. Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing!
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I like your surprising characters especially, Teagan. Hope you’re feeling well.
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Thank you David. I’m still working on my issues, but having a good day thanks to a friend. I hope you are feeling happy and sassy. And that you and your community will soon start on the road to healing. ❤ Hugs on the wing.
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Poor Fang! I just know he’ll be rescued!
Hopefully Dilly doesn’t turn into a frog. Who would kiss her back? Even then, would she turn back into the Dilly we know, or a Dilly princess!
Looking forward to next week! Hugs!!!
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Haha. It’s fun to watch everyone speculate about what Dilly will turn into, Resa. Thanks for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing!
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{{{hugs}}}
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Thank you for sharing this!
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It’s nice to see you Luisa. Thanks for commenting. Hugs on the wing!
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You are so kind! A big hug to you💙
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Another great episode, Teagan 🙂 There are several jumpy things that came to mind. I’m so curious where this is going. Xo
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😀 We’re hopping toward the conclusion soon, Denise. I hope you’re having a fabulous vacation. Hugs on the wing!
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Another great installment and love the spin this is taking!! Your writing is awesome!! Have a great week!
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Thanks so much, Kirt. Ah the spin… Hopefully the ending doesn’t feel flat to anyone. (Coming up in a few weeks.) I felt like everything came together, but… Maybe that’s just my state of mind today. I appreciate all your encouragement. Hugs on the wing.
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Aren’t those curly-toed slippers lovely! I wonder if one trips over them a bit at first while getting used to those curly toes? Have a lovely week, Teagan!
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That’s my reaction too, Deborah. I can imagine the odd way Fang would walk in them. 😀 A lovely new week to you too. Hugs on the wing!
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Your way with word weaving is amazing who would have thought…I would as I always marvel at your way with words Teagan…you flit between the past, the present(Prime) and the fantasy with such ease …Hugs x
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You are so kind, Carol — thank you.
You know… there’s one theory of “time” that suggests *all times* (past, present, future) happen in a single moment, concurrently. And that single moment is all there is. It’s a headachey-making kind of idea. 😉 Hugs on the wing!
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Hi Teagan, what a marvellous episode. I think Dilly is turning into my favourite animal. It is astonishing to me how you manage to wind those three unrelated things into your episodes. I look forward to seeing what you do with mine next week.
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That would be cool. Although I expect Dilly’s animal is smaller than the one in your mind. Without saying what animal, the “specific areas they are found in are southernmost Mongolia to the Takla-Makan Desert, Mengxin, Aerijin Mountain, and Qing-Zang Plateau regions of north western China.”
I hope you’re having a lovely weekend. Thanks for spending part of it here. Hugs on the wing.
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Hi Teagan, yes I figured afterwards it couldn’t be the one I had in mind. Your hint is enough and know I know but we’ll keep it between us for now 😂
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Let’s see. Dilly has longer legs and can jump. Maybe not a frog but a grasshopper. I think that may be worse. A super episode, Teagan.
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I love that people are trying to guess the animal, John. I promise it is not an insect. 🙂
It means a lot to me that you’re enjoying this story. Hugs on the wing.
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Ha ha ha. But is it an animal?
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Yes, a mammal too. I gave Robbie a big hint in her comment, but that only rules out some critters. Not really a good clue to what it is — unless one is an animal expert way beyond anything I could ever be.
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I’ll go back and look at Robbie’s comment. This is like a treasure hunt.
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😀 I should have made a contest of “Guess the Critter.”
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We are all like ten year olds I swear.
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Good grief, what is Dilly turning into! At least we know where Fang is! But is he safe? I cracked up when Marie found toilet paper!
I saw this quote, author unknown. I immediately thought of YOU!
“ My mind is like someone emptied the kitchen drawer onto a trampoline”
Yep, that explains you to a tee! 🤗
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Ha! I love that quote, Ginger! That’s absolutely right. Maybe my next serial, instead of 3 random things, I’ll have people name 3 things from their kitchen drawer.
I think in the era of COVID, more people understand Marie’s relief than they would have 5 years ago. Although I agreed with her long before that.
Thanks for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing!
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LOL. What a riot. What an image in my mind of Fang! I also hope Dilly doesn’t transform into a frog. What a wild episode, Teagan. I enjoyed it immensely. And great job with Pete’s “things.” This is so second nature to you. And BTW, I finished the Dead of Winter Journeys yesterday and will get my reviews done shortly. Yay. What a story that was! Happy Writing, my friend. ❤
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Wait until we see more of Fang’s situation. 😉
Diana, thank you so very much about Dead of Winter and the conclusion. That means a lot to me. I admit I’ve been struggling this month, and that encouragement helps. Hugs on the wing.
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Have a lovely weekend, and I’ll get those written and up on Amazon when I get to Canada!
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Have a wonderful time! ❤
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Given the alternatives in the 10th century, I’m glad Ali had a stash of toilet paper. Fangs shoes are the real deal. He’s such a character, I’m sure he wears them well. 13 hours? 13 days? I hope she has enough time to prepare for her transformation and to rescue those girls. I love the idea of putting balloons in a sack to make it look like a heavy load – ahhh the mind of Teagan. I’m not surprised that Robbie gave you chocolate cake – I look forward to the episode. In the meantime, I hope you have a great week.
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LOL, I’ve always had an image in my mind of a rather silly, prissy walk for Fang. In that past episode when I gave him those shoes, the silliness of his walk multiplied. I mean… how would anybody walk in those things?
Thanks for spending part of your Saturday here. I hope things get cooled off soon. Meanwhile take care. Hugs on the wing.
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He is such a great character.
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And *that* is the best part of this 3-things style of writing. Fang would never have existed if “pink fairy armadillo” wasn’t one of the things. 🙂
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I particularly like the balloon ploy. Very clever of Sesame!
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Sesame was an unexpected character for me, and she’s been more fun than I first thought. Thanks for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing!
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You’re welcome, Teagan! I love it when an unexpectedly fun character shows up in what I’m writing.
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A frog, a cricket, a grasshopper… poor Dilly! I love Fang’s shoes.:-)
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Can you imagine walking in those shoes, Priscilla? I’d break my neck. Thanks for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing!
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haha, is Dilly turning into a Chihuahua? I can’t think of a jumpier animal.
Very good episode, Teagan. Thank you!
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Ahhh… the answer to that will be a little while in coming, GP. 😉 I don’t think anyone will guess. I’d never heard of them myself. Thanks for spending part of your Saturday here. Hugs on the wing.
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Oh cool! You found “hugs on the wing!”
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You bet!
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Reblogged this on Just Olga and commented:
Teagan Geneviene brings us Episode 32 of The Armadillo Files. What an imagination! Missing characters disappear and something strange is happening to our protagonist. Unmissable!
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Olga, you are fabulous. Thanks so much for reblogging — and for the great intro.
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Another fantastic episode and one can’t help but wonder, as Peter says, how you manage to weave all the things into the story. But you do it every week! I loved the toilet paper comment (It is less of a problem now, but the first time I travelled to Egypt, many years back, it was quite challenging!) I am intrigued and wondering how are you going to include the three things Robbie left you and what is going on with Fang, and Dilly… What will happen next? Thanks, Teagan and enjoy a great weekend!
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Thank you kindly, Olga. I think you’ll like the bit with the silk rose next week. Stay safe and well. Hugs on the wing.
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Fab episode Teagan, can’t wait to see what Dilly becomes!
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It’s good to see you, Fraggle. I don’t think anyone will guess that. I had never heard of them myself until a couple of years ago. Thanks for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing!
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Well done, Teagan! It’s a minor miracle that you managed to weave those three unrelated things into your chapter. I think the whole Covid thing was taking off at the time, which inspired my toilet paper suggestion. I’ll look forward to next week and seeing how you make the story advance using Robbie’s suggestions.
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Thanks, Pete. LOL, in the age of COVID, more people appreciate toilet tissue. Although I’ve been in too many travel related situations where it was scarce, so I’ve been a fan for most of my life.
Thanks for reading and commenting. Hugs on the wing!
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