between the two combatants, placing a hand on each of their foreheads and holding them at armâs length from each other. âI understood ya fine, little fella, but hereâs the thing: I donât take kindly ta people pokinâ a bow and arrow in my face.â
The man called Xnasos looked at the bow in his hands and smiled sheepishly. âIâm sorry about that. We canât be too careful. One canât be too sure these days.â He suddenly frowned fiercely. âWho are you calling little? Iâm the tallest person around.â
âIâm just as tall as you are,â the one called Xnasha said. âAlmost all of us are taller than you.â
âYouâre wearing shoes with very thick soles,â Xnasos scoffed, waving a gnarled hand dismissively. âIn sandals, itâs no contest.â
âI still think sheâs taller â¦,â someone in the back pointed out.
Xnasos gritted his teeth and ignored the comment. Turning to Mimi, he announced once again: âYouâre trespassing! Leave at once or else.â The whole group shook their weapons in what they thought was a menacing way, but it ended up looking rather silly. Eventually, the strangers realized that they werenât impressing Mimi and so they stopped, shuffling their feet restlessly.
âNow what?â Xnasha asked sarcastically.
Xnasos cut her off with a slash of his hand. âEnough!â The little man turned to Mimi and pointed up into her face. âYou are trespassing!â
Swift as an enraged donkey, 13 Mimi grabbed the finger. âItâs rude ta point,â she snarled, gently twisting the finger backwards.
âOw!â yelped Xnasos. âOw! Ow! Ow!â
âYou donât seem ta git it, so Iâll say it slow,â Mimi growled. âWe ainât trespassinâ. We came here âcause we â¦â Mimi shrugged and let go of the finger. ââCause we ainât got nowhere else ta go.â
The strangers stared at Mimi as if she were crazy. They stepped back out of reach of the wild-haired girl.
Mimi decided to state the refugeesâ case. âWell, uh ⦠Xnasos, my name is Mimi. And this hereâs Mr. Kipling and we ⦠that is, all of us ⦠just escaped from the destruction of the Hollow Mountain. And well, we ended up here â¦â
Mimiâs declaration brought a hush to the group of small folk. As if for the first time, they looked past her to take in the crowd of children standing in the shadows behind Mr. Kipling and Mrs. Francis.
âLook!â the one called Xnasha said in an awed whisper. âTheyâre children.â Hushed debate erupted among the party. They spoke in a hissing, gulping language that Mimi couldnât understand. She watched with growing impatienceas the one claiming to be the spokesman argued with his sister and several other of his followers. Finally, he turned back to Mimi. Xnasos stared at the tall girl, his eyes cold and calculating.
âYouâre still trespassing. Get lost.â
The crowd of strangers jeered their agreement. They shook their weapons and banged their staves on the stone floor.
Mimi suddenly felt annoyed with these bizarre people who were being so disrespectful. She had already had a long day.
âYou look here, pipsqueaks!â Mimiâs sharp voice silenced the strangers. They blinked their huge pale eyes at her. âI ainât got time fer all these shenanigans. Iâve had a bad day.â She stepped closer to the spokesman and towered over the group. âIâve been shot at, scorched, shocked, and beaten. Iâve been chased outta the only home I ever had. I lost one best friend to a pack oâ Grey Agents and the other to I donât know what!â At the mention of Grey Agents, Mimi thought she saw a flicker of fear in their eyes. âI fell down a hole and ended up here, and I ainât got the patience left ta