In someplace in a typical metropolis,

     in a typical office building.

     In a typical, fourteen floor,

     In a typical software company office,

     There´s once an atypical woman, playing a videogame

during the working hour.

     “Macleod! What you think you are doing?”

Shizuka, a young woman complained outraged.

     “I can’t talk right now. I am in the

middle of a raid and you can’t pause a disgraced MMORPG.”

     “Macleod, you can’t play games in the office.

What about your work?”

     “Are you in a hurry? Keep walking! I

finished in five minutes.”

     “Them you pretend you are working like

everybody else. If the boss sees you playing she’s going to think that we all

play too. Do it at home.”

     “My computer can’t run this game. And why

they put those powerful graphic cards just to road programs that a 1980s

computer can run?”

     “Why you don't buy a new computer to play

at home?”

     “I am saving money for the future, ‘A

prevented woman is worth two.’ I already used too much money to buy a limited

edition of a garage kit from my favorite anime.”

     “What’s a garage kit?”

     “A figure that you mount and paint by

yourself.” She showed a picture of her phone.

     “Those are beautiful.” Shizuka was

surprised. “You really made them?”

     “Oh yeah!” She said with all the pride of

the world.

     “How much you charge each one?”

     “No, no, no! They aren´t to sell”

     Zhang Li pulled her chair to get close.

“What you did now Ginger? I’m just doing a worksheet and my machine is working

like crazy.”

     “I connected all the graphic cardboards in

net to power my game Zhang Li.” She gave a smug smile. “Look those graphics.”

     “Seriously?” Shizuka tapped on her

keyboard to check the speed. “There´s something you don´t know how to do

Macleod?”

     “Vitamin D.”

     “Playing games again?” Zhang sighed

looking at her screen.

     “Oxi! Okay, Okay! We killed the boss.” She

started to disconnect some cables.

     “What are you doing now?”

     “Turning off my portable HD. Someone can

erase my save if I left in the Office.” She put in her purse and took a metal

case from her bag.

     “What is this thing now?”

     “My portable videogame?”

     “Video… Play in your phone like everybody

else, Dammit.”

     “Oxalá! I, play on my phone.” She put her

videogame back in the bag and got her smartphone.

     “You still will make me need an analyst

Ginger.” Zhang Li pulled her chair back in her place.

     “Oxi! Zhang Li is too stressed.”

     “She has a point, Macleod.” Shizuka

sighed. “You should give time to those games and cartoons and get out more to

know people. You need to ook with someone.”

     “Okay! Hey Ha-joon!” She called a

colleague at another desk.

     “What you want Highlander?” He answered

looking at his monitor.

     “Let’s go out after work to change some

kisses?”

     “I have a girlfriend Highlander.”

     “See?” She raised her eyebrows. “All the

good look ones already have owners.”

     “You should be less pick, Macleod. What

you don’t try something with one of your friends from the games? Charles could

be a good match.”

     “Charles only has eyes to loli Asian

girls. Yoo-joon, doesn’t like 3d human girls, and computer-generated either,

only 2D girls in anime style. Yamada doesn’t talk with girls, he only talks

with me by text messages. If I talk with him he could die.” She gave a serious

stare.

     “Where the heck you find those guys?”

     “Playing MMO, anime conventions, and stuff

like that.”

     “Ask Julio out. He's a Latin-American

lover, goes out with everybody.”

     “Oxi! Two Latin-Americans together? That´s

so cliché. I expected more from you.”

     “You are a Latin-American? I thought you

are a Scottish.” Zhang Li widen her eyes in surprise.

     “Because of the Macleod right?” She

winked.

     “And because you are a green-eyed, pale

red-hair, without visible eyebrows.” Zang Li crossed her arms. “I thought you

were a scotch.”

     “I am a descendant! There are a lot of

Irish and Scotch people who went to Brazil.”

     “You are a Brazilian?” Zang Li looked her

head to toe. “You ruined my idea of Red-hairs being hot, and now Brazilians.”

     “Yeah, I do that.” She giggled. “I am the

living proof that the stereotypes of the attractive red hair and or Brazilian

is inaccurate, but the creepy ginger right on the spot.”

     “You are not ugly Ginger! You are normal.”

     “Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.

I don´t fit my stands.”

     “Until I meet you, I had this silly idea

that all Brazilians were mixed.” Shizuka giggled covering her mouth.

     “Don´t apply to everybody, but I am. My

parents are hot, sweet and brown like a good cup of late.”

     “Really?” Zangi Li raised her eyebrows.

“You shouldn’t be a bit more naturally tanned?”

     “Unfortunately, that´s not the way biology

works baby.” Macleod made a twisted face. “A couple of dark-skinned with a pale

skinned can have a kid that will be like just one of them, a little tanned, or

like me, two mixed two brownish parents can have a daughter that looks like one

of the grandparents that come from Glasgow.”

     “New thing that I learned today.” Zang Li

tapped her keyboard. “Finally! My computer is back to normal. Thank you,

Ginger.”

     “So…” Shizuka put her hands on her legs.

“And about Julio?”

     “No way. I heard him calling me a dragon.”

     “And what the problem?” Zhang Li asked

coming back to work.

     “You saw dragons in American cartoon, my

dearie? In Brazil dragon is how we call a fat woman without boobs.” She pointed

at herself.

     “Julio is from Porto Rico, and maybe he

was talking with the Southeast Asian meaning. To us, a dragon lady is strong,

deceitful, domineering, or mysterious.”

     “You think so?” She put down her portable

videogame.

     “Yes. You are all those things; strong,

deceitful, domineering, or mysterious.”

     “Wait! You called me deceitful?”

     Ha-joom interrupted them, calling the

attention of everybody in the Office. “Hey, guys, you all know that the

lunchroom it´s in reforms, we need someone to buy our lunches. Let’s choose on

the hat again.”

     “Ah, the hat.” Macleod pointed with two

fingers. “Is going to be me, I know my luck.”

     Shizuka smiled. “Don’t say that Macleod.

You are too pessimistic.”

     She picked a paper from the baseball hat.

”See? I told you.”

     “Okay, guys!” Ha-joom said out loud.

“Highlander and Julio are getting our lunches today.”

     Whit all the bad will of the world

Margarida Menezes Macleod got the requests and went to the elevator. There she

saw a plaque. “In maintenance, use the stairs. Are you disgraced kidding me?

This is the fourteen floors.”

     After an exhaustive walk down the stairs,

when they reached the inferior floor, they saw a technician going out the

elevator.

     “You are taking out the plaque?” The man

got the plaque that was written: “Broken elevator. Use the stairs.”

     “I already fixed.” He said. “You can get

the elevator now.”

     “Caramba!” She rubbed her face.

     Julio put his hand on her shoulder with a

smile. “look at the bright side Mamacita, we made a good exercise.” Julio

winked at her with thumbs up. “Is good for the hearth.”

     Angry and suet she went to the local café

with her requests. “Sorry, we don’t have latte today.” The attendant said with

a weak smile.

     “Without Latte are you guys without milk?”

     “No. We are without coffee.” She answered

in a condescending tone.

     “Without Coffee? This is a cafeteria,

'café' is written right in the window outside. How you don’t have coffee?”

     “After the lunchroom in the Akaitech

building went into reform we had an increase in the clients.”

     “Give-me hot cocoa instead.”

     “We don’t have more chocolate.”

     “…”

     Julio laughed. “It's not your day

Highlander.”

     “What the name I call?” The clerk asked.

     “Call Margarida.”

     They went to wait outside.

     “Your name is Margarida mamacita?”

     “What you think it was?”

     “Ginger Macleod.” He said. “Everybody

calls you Ginger, Macleod, or Highlander.”

     “No. My name is Margarida Menezes

Macleod.”

     “Like the Highlander, that's a rare name.”

     “Not in the U.K. When I went to visit my

scot relatives, I went to the last RPG convention in Edinburg, half of the

people was with a name tag Macleod and the other half named Smith.”

     “You are not a scotch?”

     “No. My Father´s family comes from

Scotland, however, I am a mixed Brazilian.”

     “You are one of a kind.”

     “I know. I am a left-handed head hair.”

She answered with a snarky smile.

     “Why people call head hair Ginger? Is it

because of gingerbread?”

     “Call me gingerbread again and I will want

to call you an ambulance. You notice that ginger is the n-word rearranged?”

     “It’s true.” He laughed. “You are funny

Macleod.”

     “Are you kidding me?” She looked at an

advertisement on a bus stop near a closed signal with a gorgeous woman wearing

a straw hat and a white dress, licking a Popsicle on a beach in Rio de Janeiro with Christ the Redeemer statue in the background. “All that to sell coconut popsicles?”

     Julio laughed. “People use sexiness to

sell everything those days.”

     “Fair skin my but. I bet that anyone will

prefer a girl with a honey bronzed skin like that, than my white face.”

     “Your face is more to pink and red,

Highlander,” Julio said. “If you could join your freckles you will be darker

than her.”

     “Good one Julio.”

     “No serious. I never saw anybody what so

many freckles as you.”

     “Oxi! You never will go out with a girl

like me, right?”

     “Where you get this idea. I would love to

brag to my friends that I go out with authentic red hair.”

     “You do not think I am fat, without

boobs?”

     “You never went to America? By American

standards you are skinny, and by the standards from here your boobs are great.”

     “That sounds like a proposition.”

     “If you want.”

     “Deal. Next Friday?”

     “Next Friday, put on your agenda.”

     Margarida got her phone and started to

tip. “So… I me not a dragon lady.”

     “Of course you are. Strong, deceitful, and

mysterious.”

     “Oxi! Are you calling me deceitful too?”

     A voice called from the cafe: “Margarida!”

     “They are calling us.” Julio entered the

café. “You can be grumpy, but is a good soul.”

     “Nobody told you? We gingers do not have

souls.”

     The signal opened and the high school girl

run to cross the street but a trunk in high speed was coming towards her from

the hill. A stereotypic nerdy otaku saw and rapidly pushed the girl and fall to

his knees.

     With all her speed, Margarida ran to the

rescue. She holds the guy, and pulled him out of the way of the trunk, only

hitting her foot.

     “My… You save me.” The schoolgirl helped

him to get up.

     “And you save me. Miss, thank you very

much.”

     With a cocky attitude, Margarida Menezes

Macleod hops showing her muscles. “Seems that all the exercise I did for me

cosplay presentations pay off at the end.”

     “Are you fine lady?”

     “It broke the heel of my shoe.”

     “Miss! Lookout, the trunk is coming back!”

     “Ah, Darn…” Maybe because of her training

in fake martial arts while watching action animes, or the rush of adrenaline

because of the fear, Margaret shows an unusual physical skill and pushed the

two from the way of the trunk. "Hurry inside the building."

     "Macleod!" Julio yelled and

waved from the other side of the street. Without thinking clearly, she runs

towards him instead of following the crowd to the nearby build. To make things

worst she lost her balance without one heel and the Trunk made a turn blocking

her way.

     Julio pointed at a nearby walkway from

inside the café. "Macleod the walkway." Whit the rush she ran faster

than she ever did in her life. Her body reached the limits in the middle of the

stairs. Her lungs started to weaken and a strong pain appeared in her spleen.

     "Give me a break!" The trunk

entered the walkway, climbing the stairs forcing the handrails broking the

rearview releasing millions of sparkles. She was in the limits of her strength

and the walkway was wide enough to the Trunk gain speed after reach the top of

the stairs. A train was coming under the passage giving her a crazy idea.

     "I always wanted to do that."

Margaret prepared to jump, but the train was too fast and she was too high. The

trunk reached the passage and started to accelerate like crazy, she even could

see the plate: “TRUNK-KUN 4-3” there´s no reason to wait and she jump, like in

the movies.

     Unfortunately, the land at the top of the

train wasn´t like in the movies. The momentum took her down violently, and she

painfully bruised her knees, her hand, and elbow almost rolling from the train.

     "Three broken fingernails and my luck

shoes lost." Laid down on the top of the train, she started to feel the

physical effects of her stunt. Her whole body started to hurt, her heart was

beating like crazy, the palm of her hands, knees, and elbows are bleeding,.

"Tomorrow I start with the exercises."

     Macleod stays at the top of the train for

two stations, seemed that nobody noticed. She also lost her phone and couldn´t

call for help. Luckily there´s a hospital nearby the next station.

     Awkwardly she tried to get out of the

train and the few people in the station run to help her. She explained to the

officials what happened, so they called the police, and put her on a stretcher,

and took her to the hospital, pretty much on the other side of the street.

     In front of the hospital, they put her in

a proper transport gurney from the hospital where she exchanged a few words

with a police officer and a doctor. "You don´t look too bad, but we are

going to take an x-ray to be sure."

     It was just a brief moment that all people

around were a few feet from her when the small garden exploded revealing the

bashed Trunk coming from the street at high speed. Everybody ran away, except

Margaret that didn´t have enough reflexes or strength to jump from the gurney.

The trunk used the small garden as a ramp and jump in the air right in her

direction.

     "What a fuuuuu...."

(This rhyme is based in Bukle my shoe)

      One, two, Coca come for you

      Three, four, shut the door

      Five, six, mischievous girl

      Seven, eight, who misbehave

      Nine, ten, begin again

       Now everybody sings with me

      One, two, Coca come for you

      Three, four, close the window

      Five, six, naughty girl

      Seven, eight, that lie and disobey

       Nine, ten, repeat again

      One, two, Coca come for you

       Three, four, say goodbye

       Five, six, you who being naughty

       Seven, eight, there's no way to escape

       Nine, ten, you pray and repent

       You pray again

       You pray again

       You pray again

Okay everybody, one more time

      One, two, Coca come for you

       Three, four, shut your eyes

       Five, six, sleep tightly

       Seven, eight, to escape your fate

       Nine, ten, never awake again

       Never awake again

       Never awake again

       Never awake again

That's the end.

That was a common children song that could be heard along with the whole Empire of Licorne where you could find kids jumping ropes.

       Coca the witch was a popular figure in nursery rhymes, described as a millenary witch, that only sleep one night at every seven years, the face of an alligator, claws like a hawk and took naughty children from their families.

       In reality, she was the high priest of

the cult of the dragon god Green Storm, also known as the Coca witches.

       It was common to the children of the Licorne Empire, fear the figure of Coca as a threat for misbehaved children.

       The young Sapphire was one of those children constantly praised by her good behavior, and the fear of Coca never crossed her mind.

       She even heard many times that Coca the witch would never come for her.

       Nevertheless, Coca comes for her.

       In addition, contrary to what the rhymes and tales, it was not in a cloudy dark night without the moon in the sky.

       Sapphire liked to look at her window to the ring around the world until sleep.

       The Propasa world is inside a Nebula, which makes beautiful auroras in the night sky.

       Combined with the ring around the planet similar to the ones around Saturn, the moons and stars create an inspiring view.

       Looking through her window sometimes followed one or another leaf, which entered her bedroom carried by the wind.

       In a special clear night, with a bright silver moon, a leaf entered by the window. Even without any wind.

       Soon after another, another, and more, each leaf holds on each other until form the shape woman.

       Then there was a real woman looking at

her in the middle of the bedroom.

       It was a tall and elegant woman, wearing a green cape, made of skin alligator dress with a pattern of leaves, and a collar of silver and emeralds sparkled with the light of the night.

       The only odd and scary things were her big green eyes that resembled an alligator.

       The woman snapped her finger and a leaf floating in the middle of the bedroom started to burn a white flame that illuminated like was a day.

       The women looked around the room, the curtains in the window, the wooden door, the shelf with children books, the trunk with toys, the wardrobe and finally the girl in the bed, brown hair,

cinnamon skin and amber eyes.

       “Little elf doesn’t look like a baby.” The woman said in a loud and authoritative tone.

       Sapphire understood that wasn’t a dream and awoke completely, with a tall elegant woman looking at her.

       “Where’s the baby puppy elf?” The mysterious woman said in an authoritarian tone.

       “What is a puppy elf?” The little girl asked, trying to understand what was happening.

       “Puppy elf is a puppy elf.” The woman pointed at her, letting clear that a puppy elf.

       Most people in Propasa didn´t have the concept of elves since they are all elves with pointed ears.

       “The baby.” The woman said. “Where’s the baby?”

       “There’s no baby here,” Sapphire answered, covering her face until the nose with the sheets. “Just me.”

       The woman gave an uncertain stare. “Puppy elf is a baby?”

       “I’m not a baby anymore.”

       “And the not a baby is alive?” The woman stared at her in doubt.

       “Yes, I’m alive.”

       “Puppy elf has a name?”

       “My name is Sapphire. People call me Gem, my father call me his little gem when I was a baby. Now is just Gem.”

       “Hum… Puppy elf Gem is Jolly Acacia's child?”

       “Yeah?” She answered in doubt to answer.

       “Puppy elf has siblings? Little brothers or little sisters?”

       “No?”

       They stared at each other in silence for a moment. “Call mommy puppy elf Gem.”

       “Mom!” Sapphire obeyed.

       “Lauder.” She lifted a finger.

       “Mommy.” Her voice sounded dozens of times stronger and the woman gave a smile of satisfaction.

       Did not take too long until a brunet with pale skin and the third eye in her forehead appeared at the door, startled in a nightgown.

       “A third eye?” The woman pointed at her forehead like it was the funniest thing she saw. “Jolly Acacia is one of those tryclopes who turn into a flying pony’s?”

       She ran towards the children to embrace her and talk mentally. “Are you fine Gem? She did something to you?”

       “Ah… Telepathic flying pony’s” The woman pressed her fingers between her eyes with a disgusted expression. “That’s why flying pony’s usually don’t live among elves. Can’t talk? Mental transmissions

gave migraines to this old brain.”

       Acacia shook her head and communicated with telepathy. “I don’t talk. Why you came here?”

       “Curiosity.” She took a long tube from a small purse in her waist. “Why a flying pony is so interested in this?.”

       “What is a pony, and what you have there?”

       “Thee eyes is a flying pony and this is the dharmaquation. Jolly Acacia wasn’t looking for it?”

       “The dharmaquation?” She released Gem and approached the woman, “You are one of the Coca’s witches?”

       She released a loud laugh. “Coca is no

Coca’s witch. Coca is a witch, but Coca is Coca.”

       That moment Coca revealed her identity turned things a bit awkward; A weird woman invading was scary, but Coca was a figure so mythic that Jolly Acacia doesn´t know how to react.

       “You are Coca?” She squeezed Gem hard and started to tremble with the idea that she could come for her daughter.

       She nodded her head with a smile. “Coca is Coca. The only one and the best.”

       “Really?”

       “Pony doubt that Coca is Coca?”

       “Well… To say the truth I expected that you looked like an alligator.”

       She pulled her hood made with an alligator head, combined with her purse and clothes made with alligator skin

and her inhumane eyes. she fit the description of the witch alligator. The queen of the witches. The Coca.

       Coca took out the hood. “What is your relationship with the Whitehawk wizards?”

       “None! I heard that they resurrected the

daughter of the baroness, and a woman who worked for my husband became a slave

there. Just that.”

       “If elf Pony doesn’t have a dead baby,

why the elf pony is looking for this?” She shook the tube.

       “It’s not for me. My Niece. My brother’s daughter is dying. She has around the age of my daughter, She's living through strong spells and doesn’t awake for months. Barely breathe.”

       “It’s not for a baby neither for the Pony. Very irregular, where is the mother?” She’s snapped her fingers. “Coca

wants to talk with the mother. Call the mother of the dying puppy.”

       “That will be a problem. She lives in Marigold County.”

       “Where’s that?”

       “You know the Yellowbelly mountain, were the Yellowbelly dragon lives.”

       “Of course. Green Storm had a couple of babies with him some centuries ago.”

       “She lives, close to that mountain.”

       “That’s in the other side of the country. More than twenty thousand miles from here.”

       “Now you understand why you can make a deal with me and I take the dharmaquation to her.”

       “No! That’s not the Amaru way.” She said bothered. "There are procedures."

       Gem pulled Jolly Acacia nightgown. "Mom, what's a barmaquadron?"

       "A dharmaquation is a complex formula to perform a magic ritual to do a ginormous spell," Jolly answered. "The Count of Rock and the Whitehawk wizards made one to save his granddaughter life."

       "They got their dharmaquation with Coca," Coca said shooking the tube.

       “My niece is dying there wasn’t another

way?”

       “Take Coca there.”

       “What?”

       “What pony is going to do with the dharmaquation?”

       “I going to take immediately to Bonina in the Marigold Manor. You give it to me and I go to Marigold right now.”

       “Them what pony is waiting for?”

       “What?”

       “Pony wants to take the dharmaquation, and is going to take Coca too.”

       “Why? You can deal with me and I take there.”

       “No. Those things have procedures. Coca will just make a pact with whom will use it. Take me there. That’s the Amaru way.”

       “Okay!” Jolly Acacia turns to her daughter. “Dearie, put your clothes we were going to travel.”

       “Today?” Gem asked.

       “Now.”

       Surprised, confused, scared, and curious, Gem dressed her clothes and went after her mother with her stuffed dragon.

       Jolly Acacia put some clothes in a bag, and Coca ordered. “Get the big one.” She pointed at the trunk, Gem got her stuffed toy.

       She obeyed and started to put clothes and other belongings in the big trunk that Gem used to put her toys.

       Put your stuff too.” Coca ordered Gem and started to look at her picture books.

       “What is this?” She showed a picture.

       “That’s Cinderella. Her sorceress dragon godmother turned a pumpkin into a magic carriage.”

       "Sorceress dragon godmother?" She flipped the book. "That illustration looks like Coca. Why Coca will do

that?"

       Gem stopped to show the book and her Mother glanced worriedly. "Cinderella was bullied by her stepsisters and stepmother after her father died. And them the prince of the kingdom make a great party inviting all the single girls in the kingdom, and the evil stepsister lock Cinderella in a dungeon."

       "A dungeon full of monster?"

       "Nope, just a dungeon."

       "And them?"

       "Her sorceress dragon godmother goes to rescue her and uses her magic to create a beautiful dress, an enchanted carriage to make the prince fall in love for her."

       "Why Coca would become the godmother of an elf?"

       Gem shows the picture. "The sorceress dragon loses a game of dices to her father and became his daughter

godmother to avoid pay the gold she bet."

       "That's is something Coca would do. What's the catch? Coca will not just give magic to elves without a catch."

       "The spell ends at midnight, the dress became scraps and the carriage became a pumpkin again, except for her magic ruby slippers. She loses one in the stairs of the castle when she runs away at midnight"

       "The shoes have a hex to the prince?"

       "I think so. The prince became obsessed with Cinderella and make all the girls of the kingdom try the ruby

slippers until finding Cinderella."

       "That's because need time for a good obsession jinx fix for good." Coca though. "The hexed prince

finds Cinderella?"

       "Yes. They Marry, Cinderella becomes the queen, the sorceress dragon godmother moves to the tallest tower to the castle and they live happily ever after."

       "Smart move." Coca was enchanted. "Makes the goddaughter the queen. Why Coca didn't burn the evil

stepmother and stepsisters to crisps?"

       "She did." Gem shows the picture. "She forced them to wear red hot iron shoes and dance until their

bones turned into coal."

       "Coca enjoyed this book." Coca smiled. "Who wrote this book has a fine understanding of Amarus."

       A woman appeared worried at the door. “Miss Greenwood, take care of the house in my absence. I’, going to Marigold.”

       “Marigold?” She looked at the woman in green who looked and Gem's picture books. “That has something to do with your niece? Zenon’s daughter?”

       “Yes. We are going out for a couple of months. Take care.”

       “You want me to wake up Catclaw to prepare a carriage?”

       “It’s will not be needed.” Coca took two dolls among Gem toys. “Bring me a pumpkin.”

       “Sorry, but we don’t have pumpkins.”

       “You have some squash?”

       “We have Chayote squash.” The maid answered.

       “Chayote? That’s so irregular. Get the bigger one and wait outside.”

       “Yes.” She answered.

       “What are those colorful things?” Coca got two ceramic figures similar to cartoonish bulls with wings made of ceramic with crazy colors to Gem.

       “Boi-boombás.” Gem answered, putting clothes in the trunk. “Coca don’t know the boi-bumbás?”

       “Coca heard about boi-boombás. What a boi-boombá do?”

       “They hunt nightmares. So I can sleep with sweet dreams.”

       “That works. ” Coca showed the figures to Gem. "Blow."

       She blows the boi-boombás figures.

       “Get up in the trunk.”

       Gem obeyed.

       “It’s too big and heavy, we need to call someone to carry.”

       Coca made a tired expression and pick up the trunk with Gem upon using two fingers. “The Pony need something else?”

       “No. No.” They went to the first floor where they meet three maids waiting for them.

       “I’m sorry for waking you miss Spoon.”

       “It's not any problem my love,” The old woman kissed her head. “But I have a bad omen about this.”

       “Coca is a bad omen,” Coca said harshly.

       “Goodby Catclaw.” Gem said to the younger maid.

       “Bye, my dearie. Be a good girl or the Coca will come for you.”

       “Too late. Coca came for her.” Coca got the squash. “Blow!” she ordered to Gem.

       Gem Blow the Squash and Coca throw the dolls in the air with the dolls and they fell ahead in the dirt.

       “That’s Coca?” The old lady started to tremble. “What are you doing my dear?”

       “It’s okay. Everything is fine, Miss Spoon.” She kissed the old lady.

       “Go with the grace of the gods.”

       While Coca walked in their direction, they twirled and grow like plants at an absurd fast rate, and when they reached; it was a weird green carriage pulled by two colorful and impotent shining creatures. Living boi-boombás.

       The door opened by itself and them they entered, Coca sat down and put opened a colorful fan.

       To Gem amazement, the interior was decorated like a magic carriage from one of her picture books.

       The creatures flapped their wings and flew through the sky, pulling the carriage. Jolly Acacia holds whatever she could frighten and avoided to look outside. “Where we are going?”

       “There was a quoza lake nearby, we take there until Toyland.”

       “Toyland?” Gem clapped, “Sounds wonderful.”

       “It’s a stinking butt hole. There are no toys in Toyland. There’s only a stinking paper factory.”

       Gem was a bit disappointed.

       “You really is  the Coca witch from the children's tales?”

       “No! Coca is from none tale. Coca is the real Coca. There’s no other.”

       “You are the high priestesses of the dragon goddess Green Storm?”

       “Yes! Coca is the high priest of the wise and powerful Green Storm.”

       “And you are the queen of all witches?”

       “No. Coca is the queen of the wonderful Coca witches, and the wonderful Coca witches only. No relations with puny witches.”

       “It’s true that you eat children?”

       “Yes! Coca eats veal. Coca loves veal, principally roasted with baby carrots at the side.”

       “I like to eat roasted veal too, is very tasty.”

       “That means the little puppy elf eats children too.”

       "Veals are not children."

       "To their moms they are."

       “That means you don’t come to get naughty children?”

       “No! Coca is only interested in naughty little girls.”

       Gem gulped saliva with a bit of fear. “What Miss Coca does with those naughty little girls?”

       “Coca turns them in Coca witches, naughtier the little girl, better the witch she will become.” She became

exalted “In addition, Coca has the better, naughtiest, powerful, and wonderful witches of them all. Those are the Coca witches.”

       "You think bad girls are better than good girls?"

       "They are. Smarter, cunning, funnier, everything better. Puppy elf never heard the saying?"

       "No. What saying?"

      "Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go whatever they want."

       “I would be a witch?”

       “Not a Coca witch. The little elf is too puny and soft to be a Coca witch.”

       “Are you sure? How you know?”

       “Coca sees everything. Coca knows that puppy little puppy elf-like blue, crisp fish and coconut. Don’t like baths, cut fingernails, vegetables and pretend to brush the teeth, when did not.”

       “You did what?” Jolly Acacia scolded angrily. “You know how important hygiene is.”

       Gem remained in silence sacred of the witch, looking at her bored face.

       “We are in the quoza lake,” Coca said with a smile.

       “The quoza lake?” Jolly acacia look at the window. “How fast are we going?”

       The quoza lake was surrounded by the Jatoba town. Gem looked at the window, dazzled by the view of the builds at night from the top. "This is the infinite magic ocean that connects all the magic quoza lakes in the world? Where we can go even to the five moons?"

       "That one." Jolly Acacia hugged Gem to not get to close to the window. "Trought the lake the

carriage will go to Toyland lake, twenty-five thousand miles from here."

       The quoza lake has a port, with a couple of ferry boats. The carriage dive in the middle of the lake and for their surprise didn’t hit the water, instead, keep going under the water inside a bobble of air.

       Gem's looked at the window disappointed. "I can't see anything. I heard that the quoza cities under the water were beautiful."

       "It's night puppy elf," Coca said. "Everybody is sleeping now."

       Gem was simply amazed by that. “Incredible, how you do that?”

       “Magic.”

       “I want to do magic too, I want to be a wizard. Like, my mom.”

       “Just don’t be a rotten one, little puppy elf.”

      "Rotten?" She turned her face and put a finger in the cheek.

      "Most wizards are rotten, dirty, scoundrels who lie and take advantage of the poor people, only interested in their own bellies."

       "Mom is not like that." Gem was excited about that adventure and comfortable with the witch after that. “Your ears are funny. They were small and round.”

       “Because Coca is not an elf.”

       “I never saw someone without pointed ears.”

       “Because little puppy elf never saw someone that is not an elf.”

       “It's cute. It seems like a monkey ear.”

       Coca didn’t like to hear that and gave a serious stare. Quickly Gem tried to change the subject.

       “It’s true that you can turn into a dragon?”

       “Yes! Coca can turn into an Amaru. Every Amaru high priestesses can turn into Amarus.”

       “What is an Amaru?”

       Jolly Acacia hugged. “Amaru is a kind of dragon, my dearie. Now stop doing questions.”

       “Yes!” Coca showed the palm of her hand close to Gem's face. “No more questions. Now to sleep little puppy elf Gem.”