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I am Mia.

the dream of some fantasy or maybe just another kind of reality there's a stamp

my ground when the darkness falls i feel like i can be a hero today

This is going to be delicious.

Could you hand me the flour?

Sure.

Wolfie!

Great. Now you look like a ghost dog.

Let me guess. Wolfie just beamed himself out of nowhere.

Again. Yeah.

Wolfie, stop eating that.

Still not right.

First it was too gooey and now it's too dry.

Did we miss anything?

Yeah, we forgot an egg. No wonder.

So, how do you actually read this?

You mean braille? Yeah.

All I feel are little bumps.

Okay, give me your hand.

So, each letter is made out of six spots, like the six eyes on a dice.

What do you feel?

I feel two bumps, one on the top left, one in

the middle right.

That's an E.

Now move one cell over.

Uh, all four top spots are bumpy.

Correct. That's a G.

And again, that's another G.

Wait a second. That means egg.

Ta-da!

This is fun.

You're a natural, girl.

Actually, it's a lot like reading the Syntopia runes.

And here we go again.

Me and her fantasy land.

Syntopia exists.

Mia, please.

If I could only prove it to you.

Just give me a sec.

Now, feel this.

This is noodle dough. Come on, feel the form.

Okay, okay.

It's a snail shell with a triangle on top.

Good description. That stands for whole word. It means where.

Now feel this.

A zig-zaggy arrow?

Yeah, that stands for when.

You know, each time Syntopia calls, these kind of runes hover over... Over

your magic book.

I know.

Hey, Wolfie.

You want a taste of Syntopia, too?

Sarah, I know it's hard to believe, but I'd never annoy you for a world of make

-believe. Come on, Mia. Let's start with the tomato sauce.

Give me one last chance to prove it.

Seriously, Mia?

Whoa.

What is it?

It's Syntopia calling.

Please, give me your hand.

If you don't feel anything, I promise I will never mention it again.

Okay, then. Try me.

Okay, hold out your hands. Now it's going to tingle and be warm, but not

unpleasant. Are you ready?

Mm-hmm.

Whoa! That was... Wow!

You feel it?

Yeah, it's like... I don't know, I've never felt anything like it.

It's... electric?

No, it's magic.

So what happens next?

Well, the runes form an oracle, like a password. And when I speak it out loud,

I travel to Syntopia.

Okay.

Actually, it's about time for me.

Say your password. An icy friend is what you need. You'll find his presence a

boon indeed.

Bye, Sarah. I'll see you in a bit Mia

Mia

We're over here.

Hi, Yuko. Mo!

Oh, no.

It's even growing out here now.

We've got to find those heart crystals.

Or else all of Syntopia will be crawling with this stuff.

Would it help if I told you I got a new oracle? Shoot!

Okay, so an icy friend is what you need. You'll find his presence a boon indeed.

An icy friend?

I guess that rules out a beach party quest.

Well, speak.

Is the winged unicorn mine?

Your masterness, the mission has yet to run its strategic course.

In other words, you haven't utterly failed yet.

Wardrago? We have something we think you'll enjoy.

Do I need to remind you, too, what a winged unicorn looks like?

While this unicorn has so far eluded us, we thought that this rare blue bardo,

procured at a great expense, might provide you with... amusement?

Yes, he has provided us hours of entertaining merriment already.

Hours that would have been better spent doing your jobs.

Start entertaining or the boss will be having you for dinner.

Maybe this bird will provide me with some distraction. Your endless

failures are exhausting.

You ugly thing. Dance.

Dance! Dance!

An icy friend is what you need.

Well, the only things that live in the ice are the blue bardos, which means one

more trip to the North Horn. Guys, look!

Hey, what's that?

Icy friends!

Good timing!

What brings you so far south?

Wait!

Careful, little guy.

That's dangerous.

Night, vine.

Better not touch that.

I'm gonna guess they got it.

Now, if we... I just had a way of understanding what they want, too.

Two, three, four?

Then that makes five.

Then there are four of them.

Oh, there's supposed to be five.

One's missing.

That's terrible.

So maybe that's the icy friend the oracle was talking about.

It's a place to start.

Hmm now spin higher

More twirling there's not nearly enough

twirling Why

hasn't stopped It appears to be

kaput

fix it. Now!

As long as the golden horn is not in my hands, I at least deserve amusement!

Lord Dracon, my field medical experience, which, may I add, has been

underutilized until now, may prove useful here.

Hey! Watch it!

A hero does what is necessary.

You won't sacrifice a scrap of cloth for our Lord Dracon's happiness?

Huh?

Maybe a true hero should be running things.

Fine. Any other scraps I can sacrifice to make you look good? Seize your

endless bickering. I do not care to wait for this thing to heal. Bring me a new

one. But your masterness. Of course, my master.

Be smart for once.

A new blue bottle will be much easier to get than a unicorn with a golden horn.

A new one it is.

Yes, my lord.

One of their friends might be in trouble.

We've got to help find him.

Oh my gosh, they're burning up. We've got to cool them down.

Right.

Okay, new strategy?

You want cool?

There's nothing cooler than the next brilliant idea from this genius

inventor.

Oh, not you two again.

The bird's broken.

Defective. We need another, on the double. All sales final. No returns or

exchanges once you have taken possession.

Farewell, you may exit where you entered.

Listen, you overstuffed lizard.

You do not wish to get on our bad side. And that thing's wing. Is kaput. You

cheated. I don't know what you're talking about. It worked perfectly.

You will exchange it now, or you will force me to make you couple.

Threats don't work on me, my friend.

But for the right price, I could locate another winged thing.

I trust this will guarantee a sturdier replacement.

Deal. New bird, then the pay.

First rule of business.

True. All right.

Meet me in three days' time atop the highest mountain in the north.

If I'm not there, keep waiting. Negative.

You'll meet us in the forest across from the lake when the sun is at its peak

today.

What?

Well then, don't be late.

I've modified the old water dome to create a sprinkler system which produces

snow.

You've got to be joking. Do I look like I'm joking? Why must you always doubt my

inventions? We could cool down the blue bardas right now, if it works.

I don't see why not.

Let's crank her up.

Just pull the lever here, adjust the knob there, set the temperature to fur,

hit the pipe two times, turn the wheel, and...

indeed way cool told you didn't i thanks butler you really made our

guests happy now we can focus on finding their lost

friend i hope he's only lost if somebody else got hold of him he could be in real

trouble oh stop whining it's only one quick trip to the

north hall we won't get that cold

I hope.

What are those foolish elves up to now?

Or could the snow be for... Blue bardos!

They must have come to look for their friend.

You saved me a trip to the North Horn.

Onward, buttercup! Mush!

Let's get moving, Yuko.

before our wings freeze off. Coming.

Let's go.

Hey, little guy. Good pitch.

What else can I do for you?

Looks like he wants to tell you something.

Hey, come back with that.

Come on, little guy.

Whoa!

Those are not for juggling. Although he is pretty good at it.

Why is he so interested in the crystals?

Maybe it's got something to do with the oracle. An icy friend is what you need.

And he is an icy friend. Yeah, but he's trying to take our crystals.

Not the friendliest thing to do.

Two, three, four.

Some business you're running.

My elven friends, I come bearing gifts.

Can I interest you in a fine necklace, a tiara, rings?

All I ask in return is one small teensy little blue bardo.

Clearly you have plenty to spare.

The Blue Bardos are our guests.

So?

It's all just merchandise to him.

What? That's absurd.

I'd never sell something with feathers.

Feelings.

You've sold a Blue Bardo already, haven't you?

Well... Who've you sold it to? Out with it. Now, now.

My clients trust me to keep our transactions private. You don't need to.

There's only one parent in Topia evil enough to buy Blue Bardo. Dax and

Gargona!

If you really must know, Dax and Gargona were willing to pay a substantial price.

But now that the fine-feathered fellow's not so fun anymore, they want a

replacement. Not a big deal.

If you ever hope to do business with us again, you'll stick to being honest.

And help us rescue our icy friend.

Well,

it seems I have no choice.

Fine. But please, stop looking at me as if I were a monster.

I think I have an idea. But first, we'll need one brave blue barda to pull it

off.

You again.

Right. Now listen up.

of walking around this beach.

Where is Polypheus?

Every moment he's late, we'll take a coin off the price.

That'll teach that sly snake a lesson.

It's cold at sundown.

Unusual for this time of year.

True heroes are not deterred by weather. They complete their mission.

Yes, I'm sure you've earned tons of medals for your heroic bird-buying

excursions.

Here you are, my friends. I am on time, am I not?

One replacement blue bardo.

And do try not to break this one.

Congratulations on actually coming through.

Now, hand over the bird.

Hand over the pay.

First rule, remember?

The bird, then the pay.

Done deal.

Always a pleasure.

Funnel, now!

This is snow.

I hate snow.

Makes me stiff.

Best I be off for home.

Frozen water!

Polypheus, grab that pearl. What's that?

All sales.

finals, etc.

Doodaloo!

Good to see you, little guy.

We better get that wing fixed up.

What did they do to you?

So he's okay.

He faked it so Dax and Gargona would have to get rid of him. Clever bird.

So how about we get back and celebrate this cool reunion with some royal hot

partridge berry punch?

Sounds great.

Now if I only knew how to turn this thing off.

Oh, Tuttle Snuff.

Oh, Fuddle.

Why are you doing this to me?

I have planned to survive Lord Dracon's anger.

Finally, I've been bored stiff.

Now where is my amusing new pet I wish to see?

Certainly your masterness, but just one more thing. Silence!

Just open the sack.

Surely you can do that.

My master, at your service.

Dance.

Imbeciles, ingrates, incompetents. Dance, dance.

Sing.

And now that we know how to keep you guys cool, you can visit the crater

again.

Not this time. I need that. These have been very hard to find.

Wow, another heart crystal. Like the oracle said, an icy friend is what you

need.

Thanks, icy friends.

And my warm ones, too.

But I gotta get going.

Bye, Mia. Bye, Mia.

Sarah, I'm back.

Mia. Sorry, I didn't want to freak you out. A bit too late for that, huh?

So, you didn't simply sneak out of the kitchen for a while? I swear I was in

Syntopia. And why isn't the book giving me that tingly feeling again?

Because... Come on, make those runes reappear again, please.

That's beyond my power.

Syntopia calls for me, not the other way around, you know?

So, when you went to Syntopia, you just hung out with elves and unicorns? Oh,

yeah. And some blue bardos.

Blue what?

Well, I'm hungry.

Let's finish the past and I'll tell you what happened this time.

So basically...