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Crystal clear 226/365
Later that same day, Bingo disappeared. Frankencow thought that she and Bingo were discussing their options, until she realized the conversation had become very one-sided.
"Uh, Bingo?" Frankie asked, turning her head left and right. The monkey had vanished.
"He's gone," said Alice. Ever since she'd arrived in Wonderland, it seemed to Frankie that Alice was something of a stalker. It worried the little cow a bit, but she tried not to let it show.
"I can see that," Frankie's voice was impatient. "The question is, where?"
"I think I can help you with that," Alice said softly. "But I'm not sure you'll like what you see. Come with me."
Frankie followed the young girl, and soon they stood before a little cottage in the woods.
"It's not much, but it's mine to use anytime I come to visit," Alice said with a small smile. "A couple of cards bequeathed it to me when they vacated the premises."
She seemed so happy in her reverie that Frankencow hesitated to draw Alice back to the present, but her own recollection of Bingo's recent mischief strengthened her resolve.
"Ahem," Frankie cleared her throat.
Alice started, and brusquely climbed the rickety steps of the porch. "Come on," she said, a more solemn look replacing her smile. "We don't have a lot of time to waste."
Inside, Frankie saw the biggest crystal ball she'd ever seen. Alice motioned her to come close.
"See?" Alice said. "Bingo's with the White Rabbit."
"But . . ." Frankie began and stopped. Her brow knitted in confusion. "I thought the White Rabbit was our friend."
"He's not a bad guy," Alice told her sympathetically. "But someone may have compelled him to grab Bingo. And see the sad look in his eyes?"
"Yes," Frankie said. The White Rabbit did, indeed, look ready to cry. "But what can we do?"
"Well, we can try to rescue Bingo," Alice said, "but really, the hard part is up to the monkey. Do you think he'll make the right decision this time?"
"I hope so," Frankie said fervently. "I really do."
Crystal clear 226/365
Later that same day, Bingo disappeared. Frankencow thought that she and Bingo were discussing their options, until she realized the conversation had become very one-sided.
"Uh, Bingo?" Frankie asked, turning her head left and right. The monkey had vanished.
"He's gone," said Alice. Ever since she'd arrived in Wonderland, it seemed to Frankie that Alice was something of a stalker. It worried the little cow a bit, but she tried not to let it show.
"I can see that," Frankie's voice was impatient. "The question is, where?"
"I think I can help you with that," Alice said softly. "But I'm not sure you'll like what you see. Come with me."
Frankie followed the young girl, and soon they stood before a little cottage in the woods.
"It's not much, but it's mine to use anytime I come to visit," Alice said with a small smile. "A couple of cards bequeathed it to me when they vacated the premises."
She seemed so happy in her reverie that Frankencow hesitated to draw Alice back to the present, but her own recollection of Bingo's recent mischief strengthened her resolve.
"Ahem," Frankie cleared her throat.
Alice started, and brusquely climbed the rickety steps of the porch. "Come on," she said, a more solemn look replacing her smile. "We don't have a lot of time to waste."
Inside, Frankie saw the biggest crystal ball she'd ever seen. Alice motioned her to come close.
"See?" Alice said. "Bingo's with the White Rabbit."
"But . . ." Frankie began and stopped. Her brow knitted in confusion. "I thought the White Rabbit was our friend."
"He's not a bad guy," Alice told her sympathetically. "But someone may have compelled him to grab Bingo. And see the sad look in his eyes?"
"Yes," Frankie said. The White Rabbit did, indeed, look ready to cry. "But what can we do?"
"Well, we can try to rescue Bingo," Alice said, "but really, the hard part is up to the monkey. Do you think he'll make the right decision this time?"
"I hope so," Frankie said fervently. "I really do."