by ipam
Marsilla stands at the rear door. “I have seen enough. Let’s go back to the map room for our next assignment.”
Nephella walks to the side wall, opening the window. She lights the cigar then holds it against the screen, burning the legs of the butterfly parked on the screen. The butterfly flies away. Nephella dumps the cigar ashes out the window, not bothering the sinuses of her friends.
Rincon, Duchie, Buffo, and I sit around the bar, nodding and giggling at each other.
I frown with confusion. “How did your travel car penetrate the barrier wall?”
Marsilla stands and yells at the rear door. “By a resonant phase jump into an enhanced e-field, which is caused by a surface phonon polar…”
“O! Ya inserted a long metal wire through the e-field then rotated it, sideways.” I giggle with the others.
“When’s the wedding, kids? I wanna be a bridesmaid.” Duchie winks, giggling.
“During the holidays, I promise ya can be my maid of honor. How’s that?” I giggle, slapping Duchie on the bicep.
“Who’s want a cold drink?” Buffo stands, walking towards the refrigerator.
I smile. “How’s your medical technician’s training coming, Rincon? Are you healing all the sick patients, yet?”
Rincon frowns then exhales. “Not yet!”
Buffo frowns with confusion at the bar stool in front of the refrigerator door then shuffles it to the side. The door opens, hitting the wall. He leans into the shelf, looking for the cold beverages. He grabs four drinks then scoots to the bar counter, passing out cans to the other teens.
Duchie frowns with annoyance. “We’re…we are not training in our new jobs. We are…”
Buffo swings to the refrigerator then grabs another drink, raising it towards Marsilla. “Do ya want one, Marsilla?”
Marsilla stares at the rear skull of Nephella. “We are not learning about the farms or farming, so we should leave from here and return to the mayor’s office…”
I ask. “Aren’t you going to be a medical technician?”
Rincon winks and smiles. “I might just slide over to become a me-chee designer, making an empty slot for an available medical technician…”
I gasp. “Why would you do that?”
Buffo shrugs at Marsilla then slams the door shut. It hits the metal frame then ricochets back to the wall. It hits the wall, advancing towards the refrigerator, again, when Buffo catches the door. He frowns, saying. “What’s wrong with the door?”
Duchie exhales. “The mayor has changed our training schedule for our jobs. She is….”
“…updating us on the economics of Colfax. That’s all, interns!” Nephella exhales, burning the eight legs of spider, relaxing inside the window screen. The spider crawls away from her. She dumps the cigar ashes out the open window. “Then, we will start our new dream jobs.”
Buffo closes and opens the refrigerator door, frowning with confusion. “It doesn’t close. What’s wrong with the door?”
I exhale, smiling and nodding at Rincon and his new information. “It’s an old refrigerator, so the door broke, Buffo.”
Buffo closes and opens the door, frowning with confusion. “It’s a new refrigerator. Why’s the door, not holding,” he closes the door, releasing the handle.
The door opens, sailing towards the wall, again.
Buffo catches it, studying the interior of the door.
I giggle. “The mayor has changed the training schedule. Why did she do that?”
Rincon winks. “The mayor said that there are five dream jobs and only four teens to fill them.”
I gasp then giggle. “There’s a fifth job left. Who will occupy the fifth dream job?”
Rincon exhales then nods. “I believe the mayor is required to fill all five dream job positions. However, she only has four teens, ever thou, five teens presented into the gold color tone.” He winks at Duchie. “It sounds to me, like the mayor needs to fill the missing position, or something else might get her fired from her posh job, as mayor of Colfax.”
Duchie giggles and nods.
I gasp with shock.
Marsilla yells. “It is time for all the interns to leave the farm, now. I have called the driver of the travel car. It will be here in a few minutes, since the time is close to lunch.”
Buffo kneels, examining the door. “The seal’s missing on the interior of the door.”
I giggle with Duchie and Rincon. “It’s an old refrigerator door. I just told ya, Buffo. It’s broken! Come and sit down, please. So, what are you doing, now, in your dream jobs?”
Duchie frowns. “We’re wasting our time, investigating the numerous and useless rounded black pings, surrounding the barrier wall.”
I giggle. “You can’t break through a barrier wall. Those are vibrating echoes from a hit, or a whack, or a punch from an object…”
Nephella burns another set of legs on the housefly. The housefly sails away from her. She says. “We all know that. This is a simple exercise. That’s all, ya’ll!”
Duchie grins. “Maybe, there could a more serious explanation, too. We’re tasked to determine that explanation, if one truly does exist…”
Rincon leans into the huddle of Duchie and Ketona, whispering and smiling. “Ya know, if somebody were to figure out the causations of the pings, along the barrier wall, then, maybe, somebody might be labeled as brilliant. Then, maybe, somebody might be asked to fill the vacant position among the five dream jobs. Ya know, brilliance cannot be substituted.”
I gasp. “Brilliance cannot be substituted. I like. And, how would somebody communicate this brilliant solution to the mayor? She lives in Colfax, since somebody doesn’t reside there, either.”
Rincon whispers. “We’re visiting every outer township, investigating the whacks on the barrier wall. I would suggest, that maybe, if somebody does actually figure out the answer to the whacks on the barrier wall, then somebody leave an obvious funny message for the mayor. Ya know, something like, I was here.”
I nod and smile. “Yeah, that’s a great idea! However, when will somebody know your next visitation, within the outer township?”
Rincon says. “We go to Dookie Town, tomorrow. However, I don’t know the rest of the schedule. So, somebody needs to leave a set of numerous funny messages along the barrier wall, in case of identification,” he nods and grins.
Duchie giggles, touching her bun. “Ya know, I got this new hair bob. I couldn’t bring ya a present, since the mayor visually inspected each of one us, this morning. Then, the me-chee electronically inspected each one of us, getting into the travel car, again. So, I wanna give ya my new hair bob, since it’s on my person. Put your hair into a bun, I’ll wrap it around your hair, Ketona.” Ketona wraps her hands around her messy hair into a loose bun, holding it up against gravity. Duchie ties the long golden chain around the messy hair bun of Ketona and then smiles, “You look marvelous!” She giggles.
Marsilla swings around to the rear door, opening it. She walks outside, yelling. “The travel car is here. Let’s go!”
Buffo stands, frowning at the door. “It’s broken! I guess, I’ll get some tools and fix it. But, it’s a new refrigerator. I can’t explain the missing seal.”
Nephella burns the legs of the wasp. The wasp flies away. She tosses the burning cigar out the window. She stands, walking to Ketona, Duchie, and Rincon. She gives Ketona a hug, whispering. “See ya at the wedding. Okay! Bye, girl!”
I giggle and grin. “See ya, really soon, too. Bye Nephella!”
Rincon hugs Ketona. “I’ll be watching and waiting, Ketona.”
I giggle and hug him. “I’ll be watching and waiting for you, Rincon.”
Duchie hugs Ketona. “Good luck, Ketona!”
I giggle. “I don’t need luck. I got my brains.”
Duchie giggles, punching Ketona on the bicep, nodding.
Buffo closes the door then slides the bar stool in front of it. He swings around, smiling. He gives a hug and a handshake to each intern. The
n, he dresses in his hat and scarf, along with Ketona.
Buffo and I escort them into the orange dust then watch them load into the travel car.
I fiddle with the new hair bob from Duchie, watching the travel car roll over the open field then stop at the golden barrier wall.
My hair bob glitters in bright lights inside my hands. I gasp with shock.
The hair bob is my old necklace cell from my old house. I drop my mouth.
I watch the distance electromagnetic waves swallow up the travel car of nickel, allowing it to roll smoothly through the electromagnetic field, without harming the humans inside.
I gasp then snap my fingers, giggling.
Chapter 6
7:02 pm.
Farm house of Buffo’s grandparents
suppertime
I kick my ankle into Buffo then stand, holding my dirty plate filled with uneaten food. “Please, excuse me! I’m not feeling well, at the moment. I’m going to retire for the evening…”
“My cooking making ya sick, girl.” Buffo’s grandmother chews, studying Ketona.
“No ma’am! I just tired from working sunup to sundown. I need some more rest. That’s all.” I nod and grin.
Buffo stands, holding his dirty plate, almost cleaned of his food items. “I’m gonna check on Ketona and see, if she needs anything, like water or blankets. The meal was great, grandmother. Thank ya!” He swings, walking into the kitchen.
We wash both of our dirty dishes, placing onto the clean towel on the counter.
We exit the house, cuddling into each other arms.
7:12 pm. My farm house
I walk into the garage.
Buffo frowns, standing behind Ketona. “What ya doing? I thought you were sick, or something.”
I dress in my dusty hat, scarf, both gloves, and the jumpsuit from this afternoon’s farm work then drag one of the abused two-seater fliers from the garage towards the rear of the garage, out of eyeball sight. “I get a plan to get Hatch and Jara out of Dookie Town. Get dressed and grab one of the two-seater fliers, too. We need the transport, since we’re rescuing both of them…”
Buffo drops his mouth. “That…that’s impossible, Ketona!” He grabs the orange farm gear and the flier, walking behind Ketona, viewing the cloudy sky of orange from the farming dust. “Where are we going? How are you getting them out of Dookie Town? Gimme some more information, honey…”
I walk away from the garage, my house, and the main farm house into the rolling dust. I cough from the thick particles of dust then load the flier onto my back. “We’re going to fly towards the southwestern corner of the orange barrier wall. Then, we’re going to walk through the wall into Dookie Town,” I giggle.
Buffo frowns. “That…that’s impossible, Ketona!”
I giggle, pressing the button. The air fans power on, blowing and scattering more orange dust everywhere. This is part of my disguise, flying within the drifting orange soil.
All the farmers are readying for bedtime of a new day, anyways. No one will bother to examine the rolling waves of orange soil, drifting across the open fields with two fliers, dusting up more dirt. Anyways, all the dust settles down later in the evening, at midnight.
I plan to be back home, before midnight.
I lift my flier, watching Buffo.
Buffo exhales, dressing in his orange farm gear then loads the flier over his back muscles. He lifts and hovers next to Ketona.
I lead towards the southwestern corner of the orange barrier wall.
Buffo’s grandfather and his southwestern barrier wall corner
I land next to the parked tractor.
Buffo lands next to Ketona.
I gently place my two-seater flier on the ground, giggling and trotting directly behind the tractor. All the farmers stow the tractors perpendicular to the crop field for ease, starting the plowing maneuver, the next morning.
I scoot around the plow implementation then kneel onto the dirt, whipping out my instruments.
Buffo removes the flier, frowning with confusion at her behavior. He tosses both the hat and scarf inside the flier, shaking his skull of dirt. He walks then stands at the plow. “What are you doing, Ketona?”
I wipe the orange dust from the wall, seeing the orange color. I frown with confusion. “I can’t see inside Dookie Town.”
Buffo exhales, frowning with confusion. “That’s correct!”
I shake my curls. “I saw through the barrier wall, into one of the park places, during the Cubby Hole. I saw your inside the park place, too…”
He chuckles and nods, sitting next to her. “The Cubby Hole is a pretend fun-time for a graduating senior. The electromagnetic walls are only temporary, for an only temporary purpose.”
I frown. “O! That makes perfect sense. So, I can’t see the other side of this, here, barrier wall, for any reason. So, I guess this is Dookie Town location. Right? Do you agree with me?”
He scans the sky, the field, and the tractor. He stands, walking towards the extreme southeastern point. He extends his arms then hits the orange dust. “I am touching two barrier walls at an angle. This is the Dookie Town barrier wall inside Burrville with my right hand. My left hand is touching the barrier wall connecting to Colfax. You are right. This is the correct location of Dookie Town.”
“Excellent,” I smile and slide the tip of the first piece of magnet into the lower corner, southwestern portion. “I stole the magnetic seal from the interior frame of the new refrigerator. That’s why it wouldn’t close shut. An e-field is a group of charged ions. A magnet will scatter the ions in different directions, without harming, either the ions, or the electromagnetic field.”
The wall rips with a small hole, the size of two-fingers.
Buffo drops his mouth. “I see a hole.”
I stand, sliding the tip of the second piece of magnet into the upper corner, northwestern portion. “I am creating a sloped opening, within the e-field. The ions are not hurt or harmed. They slide away from the magnet, creating a hole. Now, I slide a piece of the ripped refrigerator magnet into the northeastern portion of the wall. Ta-da! We got a perfect right angle.” I back step, admiring the hole in the barrier wall. I stand, beside Buffo.
He hugs Ketona, nodding and smiling. “Wow! Ya did it!”
“The magnets are doing it.”
“How long will the opening last?”
“Forever, I guess. But, we don’t have forever. We need to quickly locate Hatch and Jara and then rescue them, more quickly.”
Buffo frowns with puzzlement. “Rescue them! They aren’t in danger, in there.”
I giggle. “They’re trapped in there. You’re so sad that Hatch and Jara got trapped inside Dookie Town. So, we rescue them from here. They can stay with us…me at my big ugly house and then become farmers, too. They’re plenty of land to farm and plenty of tractors to steer. Do ya like my plan?”
“Yeah, I do. But, my grandparents are going to ask a lot of nosy questions.”
“Naw, we hide them for awhile. Then, you can construct a little white lie, saying the teens were trouble on another farm, so they came to live with me…”
“I don’t know.”
“I do know. Okay, ya need to wear your hat, the gloves, and the scarf going through the barrier wall, along with the jumpsuit, because the objects are also made up of electrons, like the e-field, which was like our cat suits in the Cubby Hole. And, you cannot walk through the opening inside the barrier wall, either. No part of your biological body can touch the exposed wall corners. So, you jump through the wall.”
He gasps, back stepping from Ketona and hole. “Jump!?”
I giggle, dragging his arm back to the hole. “The hole’s big enough for two people to jump through. But, we jump, one at a time, through the opening for safety. I’d suggest get a running start at an angle. That’s less danger, whacking your elbow into one of the exposed corner, lift your legs into your chest, and then fall, sideways, through the opening. Then, ya roll over the ground. Ta-da!
We be inside Dookie Town!”
Buffo frowns with confusion. “I don’t know. Why can’t we touch the barrier wall?”
“It’s charged electrons. Our biological body is both balanced, exactly right, of charged electrons and protons. If your finger touches the wall, then your electrons will turn into electricity. You will fry and sizzle, like a potato chip. Zap!”
“Don’t know about this, Ketona!”
I back step from the opening, giving my body more room to run and leap into the hole. “I do. Back away from the opening, getting a good leap. So, watch me! And, ya gotta wear your hat and scarf and gloves. And, the scarf needs to cover your eyeballs, too.”
He lifts the hat and the scarf, studying the opening. “Why cover my eyes?”
“The material of our clothing is added protection from the radiation leaking from the barrier wall. This is why our clothes are always the color of orange. The radiation droplets are absorbed into our clothing then turns them orange colored.”
He exhales. “Radiation, how much radiation?”
“Tiny, too small to measure. Okay!” I exhale with excitement and fear. “I am ready.”
Buffo holds his hat, back stepping, standing next to Ketona. He grabs her hand. “Wait! I like your plan, so far. However, when we fall and then roll inside, our clothing’s going to be colored in orange. Someone will notice us.”
I giggle. “Naw, our clothes will absorb the new radiation droplets then turn yellow, like inside the park places of the Cubby Hole. We will fit right into the landscape of Dookie Town, without suspicion.”
“How will we find Hatch and Jara? We could be inside there, all night...”
I nod. “I know that. However, we use logic. Hatch and Jara, like me, do not have any family members, in there. Therefore, they would be living inside one of the smaller, or the smallest house, like me. So, we think, like me.” I giggle. “So, we find the smallest house then spy, first and then knock, second on the door. Then, we rescue them and leave here. Easy! Okay! I’m running inside, first. Then, you run behind me.”
