Part 3: Turkey

At first the girls felt scared because of the creepy atmosphere in here. The way the hermit behaved and spoke was weird. This place was strange and there were echoes in the air as they talked. He wanted to hide his face before telling them what they could do.

So the first task was to search for a mask
which leaded to the second and third task,

‘’ Of course! ‘’ Cleo replied happily
“It is something I could find easily” .

But it wasn’t !

Coz the mask he wanted to get in a way
was not easy to find even on the eBay,

So they had to pay Coco Pedro the stylist
To check his ‘’ mask design list ‘’

Fortunately he had one mask suitable
Although it wasn’t so comfortable

After giving it to the hermit
On the billboards the other two tasks hit

           Second ‘’ Find the organizer squirrel! ‘’ 

Third ‘’ Talk to him and make a deal! ‘’

‘’What are those for?’’ asked Cleo and Em.
Quickly the hermit explained them

The squirrel will gather all his mates
To bring all the walnuts to the castle gates

So that the skaters would slip and fall down
while they attack the king’s crown.

Of course only the hermit was aware
that the walnuts were the only things
the king couldn’t bear.

From childhood he had had such an allergy
that would make him lose all his energy.

Smelling them would be enough to kill the king.
Do not even mention tasting or eating.

So Cleo and Emily left the hermit. Well, actually they immediately wanted to get rid of this gloomy and poetic ambiance. While their minds were busy with the tasks given by the hermit, they realized that they were starving and decided to have some snacks. But the problem was that they didn’t have any money in their baggy pants.

Emily had an idea; her father was responsible for two kitchens; the first one was the beloved King’s and the second was Burger King’s. Her father was taking the walnut pie out of the oven when they got in Burger King. ’’ It smells wonderful. Why don’t you bake this in our castle too? ‘’ Cleo asked.  ‘’ Oh my dear princess don’t you know the majesty is allergic to walnuts. ‘’ replied Em’s father.

They looked at each other confused and felt thunders in their brains. There was a problem in that, something was wrong. A huge question mark popped up on their heads…