Deep in the TN woods, one can hear the Oracle mumbling as she stirs and toils away over a potion. Little critters, called ferrets, are back from stealing away all requested ingredients and one by one present them to her. Yes, essence of Wolfy's giggle, Sukie's wisdom, Alexandria's creativity, Judy's organization, BIG's diplomacy, Kat's generosity, shelter mommy and daddy dedication, breeder responsibility, and lastly -- the essence of ... Bob Church's mojo. Fold it up into the soul of all the FML, and plop plop fizz fizz! Finally, it's ready. Into the newly rebuilt radio flyer and off they go. First they pick up helpful weasels like Parris, Tonks and Petey, Rio and Tweak, and all the Rodeo Clown Fuzzbuts. Zooming over the skies as a red blur, the Oracle prepares her secret weapon. With a huge gulp she drinks down the entire potion. And as they travel across the world ... it ferments into something powerfully, noxious. The Oracles staff begins to beep slowly and then faster and faster as they get closer and closer to the target. Its limited GPS capabilities direct them right to the glimmer of the tiny red, radio flyer wagon down below and it's two now greasy pilots with tools in hand. "Down there, there they are," shout the fuzzies dancing about in the wagon. The wagon zooms down at speeds equaling a periguin falcons. The Oracle then pulls up on the throttle so that the wagon swoops over the heads of the shocked Switch and Lily. Efforts only equaling a champion, she releases a gaseous cloud that descends the two rogue ferts. They are stunned enough so that the rescuers can load up the gassed girls who's hair was now standing on end. Then they put the tiny flyer into toe and begin their search for Todd. The fuzzbutt Rodeo Clowns go into blood hound mode. Little noses twitch a mile a minute as they scour the country side and guide the heroes through the night. A dooking begins and it escalates as the excitement reaches a peak. FOUND! TODD IS FINALLY FOUND! After the flyer lands on the grassy meadow, many tiny paws lift and carry the Todd to the broken wagon. He giggles as the paws tickle his sides. He has a grip on those raisons, however. The ferts pull and pull to no avail. "Oh well, it will make him more manageable on the way home anyway," says the Oracle. She then turns to Switch and Lily and shakes her finger at them. "Naughty naughty," she chastised. Switch twists her face trying not to laugh and so as to hide her feeling of triumph. But Lily, a little daft, lets out an overt "Heeeeeeeee" and Switch shoots her a look to hush her. The ladies know that they had a victory. They pulled off what no one else could ... a joy ride in the Oracles' precious hovercraft. What's more the Oracle couldn't even rescue Todd by herself. She had to enlist help from the FML as well as their ferrets! With a wide grin, the Oracle scampers her feet Fred Flintsone style, puts the craft into motion. One by one, the Oracle delivers everyone back home. Then off the Oracle goes into the moonlit sky. And what a fruity moon it was! The Great Ferret Oracle Ps. Beware of Ferret nazi's always. Or I'll do a dance and a poof on you! http://wolfysluv.jacksnet.com [Posted in FML issue 4623]