The Uncooperative Warrior by Sarah Noffke & Michael Anderle

Author:Sarah Noffke & Michael Anderle [Noffke, Sarah & Anderle, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2019-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

Before all this magic business, Liv would have had time to watch Netflix and veg on nachos. Her stomach rumbled furiously as she made her way down the hallway to Mortimer’s office. She hadn’t eaten enough today, and it was starting to take a toll on her. Maybe if she crammed chips piled high with meat and cheese ungracefully into her mouth, Rudolf would leave her alone for the rest of her seemingly short life.

Liv knocked and simultaneously opened the door to the brownie’s office. He wasn’t behind his desk when she entered, as she’d expected.

“Umm…hello?”

“I’m here,” a squeaky voice called from behind a stack of books and papers in the corner.

“Are you okay?” Liv asked, trying to peer around the mess to find the brownie.

“I’m fine,” Mortimer answered. “Just sorting. Applebee, go over here. Smuthers, here. And Carnago, here.” Papers slipped onto the tops of three different stacks that were nearly touching the ceiling.

“Ha-ha-hachu!” The brownie’s sneeze sent the stacks in all directions, papers spiraling through the air. Liv shielded her face, accosted by a barrage of paper that struck her lightly.

“Oh, pond scum!” Mortimer exclaimed, looking around as the papers settled on the floor. “That’s the third time that’s happened.”

“You’re joking, right?” Liv asked.

He stared at her seriously. “What do you mean? Of course, I’m not. I’ve caught an awful cold, and it keeps messing up my attempts at filing.”

“Might you consider a different system?” Liv offered. “Maybe one where you don’t file the papers on precarious stacks that tower up to the ceiling?”

The brownie blinked at her as if she were a sudden apparition, then laughed. “You’re a funny magician. Thanks, I needed the laugh.”

Liv shook off this strange behavior and knelt to help Mortimer pick up the papers. Strangely, there was nothing written on them. They were all blank, but he kept muttering to himself as if they weren’t.

“Forkspeed goes over here, and Sleuthgrove over here,” he said, retrieving the papers and reassembling the stacks.

“You sent a message for me to see you,” Liv stated. “Have you found something?”

Mortimer looked up from his filing, his wrinkled face full of confusion. Apparently he’d momentarily forgotten that she was there. “Oh, right. Yes, but nothing much yet. One of my brownies said they’d seen a canister of magic enter a dwelling they clean.”

Liv’s fingers nearly crumpled the paper she was holding. “What? That’s great news. Where is it?”

“Uttercert goes here, and Loylolla over here.”

“Mortimer!”

The brownie looked up suddenly. “Right, right. You’re still here. I always get lost in the task when filing.”

“Well, maybe you can pause for just a moment. This is important. The canister?”

“Yes, good news. It’s been spotted. The bad news is that the brownie I spoke with can’t remember where.”

Liv deflated. “Really? How is that possible?”

“I assure you that it’s very possible. We brownies clean many a home in a night sometimes. Hundreds of homes a year, and over a—”

“I get it,” Liv said, cutting him off.

Mortimer’s large eyes fell on the paper in his hands and he began to read.

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