Dr. Zauberer crept slowly up the stairs, knowing that at the top, he would find what he was seeking.
A locked door.
But it was what laid behind the door that had brought him sneaking around Fat Man’s Castle—located on Fat Man Island—at night.
Dr. Zauberer tripped briefly on the stairs, hoping that the noise wouldn’t wake the sleeping Fat Man.
He reached the door moments later. It pushed open.
“Haha and a bewilderment!” Dr. Zauberer said quietly, probably not as quietly as he should have. “I was expecting to use my torch to get in.” [Dr. Z did steal that saying from this professor, you know.]
Dr. Zauberer stepped impressively into the room, but went down on the slick floor with a dull thud.
Merlin stood in the center of the room with a mop in his hand.
Both of his eyebrows raised immediately—in self-defense. “You aren’t allowed in here!”
Dr. Zauberer hurried to his feet. “Shh! Quiet, Merr! Don’t wake anyone.”
“You want this, don’t you?”
Merlin pointed towards the super-computer, which took up a whole dadblame wall. It’s a large screen, you know.
Dr. Zauberer decided to play wise. “What makes you think I want it?” he said as he waltzed closer to the thing he truly did want.
Merlin laughed. “I can see it in your eye.”
Dr. Zauberer looked troubled. “Eye? Hopefully you can see it in both of my eyes! I’ve got two!”
Merlin overlooked his blunder. “The left one always shows what the heart wants most.”
“Well my heart doesn’t want it. I do.”
“Young man!” a voice from behind rang out.
And Dr. Zauberer knew he had been caught. He spun around to face Mr. Magi.
“I’m not sure how you got in here, but you must leave!” Mr. Magi definitely looked severe enough.
He grabbed Dr. Zauberer by the arm and escorted him out of the room, closing the door softly behind them.
Merlin listened until their footsteps died away. Then he dropped the mop, mumbled something under his breath, and got back to what he’d been doing on the super-computer.
Professorish gleaning: How did Mr. Magi miss Merlin?