Teacher's Pet: chapter 12

chapter 12: Sweet Dreams

Galavan kept pacing anxiously, he had his pipe and kept smoking it, sweating and shaking frantically. He couldn't concentrate due to what was going on.

"Galavan, please, sit down!" Mendella called to him as she sat in her throne with her legs crossed. "I'm sure the children are fine!"

"Are you sure?" Galavan asked.

"Well... I don't know..." Mendella admitted.

"I should've gone with them!" Galavan grew paranoid. "Maybe I can just take them while they're sleeping and bring them right back and we go live on some other planet!"

"Would you just calm down, they will be just fine." Mendella said.

"Don't tell me what to do..." Galavan grumbled.

Mendella then grabbed him, making him yelp, and she forced him onto her lap and she stroked his hair. "It's going to be fine, love... The children are strong like the both of us and Pandora's traiend them... Don't worry yourself so much... You'll make yourself sick."

"Oh, alright." Galavan groaned.

"Shh.... Shh..." Mendella soothed him and hummed her lullaby to him.

Galavan took a deep shaky breath and got comfortable. "Please don't stop..." he whispered.

"Don't worry, I won't." Mendella assured him.

Galavan shut his eyes as Mendella soothed him the way she would soothe their children.

Soon, they all went to bed, Pandora as well. Galavan found himself unable to sleep, so he went against his lover's wishes, he took out a white box, opened it up, took out a glowing red piece of candy and swallowed it, then his eyes lolled back into his skull as he flopped backward on his bed.

Cynthia whimpered in her sleep, fearing the worst about the outcome of this battle of wits, she kept having horrible nightmares. The bad guys hurting her, Lee, and Sam. The bad guys taking over their land and killing their family and all within it. She put her hands to her head and let out a scream that was deafened by her nightmare world.

"Cynthia..." Galavan's voice whispered.

"Go away!" Cynthia cried, feeling he might be another threat. "Wait..." she then opened her eyes and looked around. "D-Daddy?"

"Yes, it's me." Galavan's voice said.

"Where are you?" Cynthia looked around.

Galavan dropped from the sky and landed gently next to her. "My daughter... Why are you having trouble in your sleep?"

Cynthia bowed her head. "I'm worried we'll lose... It'll be all my fault... I can't do anything special..."

"Yes, you can, you have my imagination," Galavan said. "Imagination is more powerful than you think."

"It is...?" Cynthia asked.

"A child's imagination is both their greatest strength and weakness," Galavan then lifted his arms and then suddenly, he was shifted down into Cynthia's age. "Take mine for example..." he gently took Cynthia's hand and led her into the castle to show a very young Pandora, her hair was still white and it was done in high pigtails. "I was always making up my own stories and adventures with my sister... You may not be an inventor, Cynthia, but you can make the world a better place if you try."

"I... I don't know..." Cynthia frowned.

"Just think happy thoughts and they will come to you..." Galavan told her. "What makes you happy?"

Cynthia was about to speak.

"Don't tell me..." Galavan put his hands over her mouth. "Show me... Paint pictures with your mind."

"Wow, really?" Cynthia smiled.

Galavan smiled and nodded, with his eyes shut. Cynthia decided to do the same as him and she concentrated on happy thoughts.

"Okay, open your eyes now." Galavan told her.

Cynthia's eyes flashed open. She could see a royal banquet thrown for the family's victory in destroying Enrico and Bruce, Galavan and Mendella rewarded her, Lee, and Sam for their heroism, it was just happiness all around. She looked around the beautiful and admirable images and nodded to them. She would very much like this to happen.

"You see, imagination is just as strong as strength." Galavan smiled.

"You think so?" Cynthia asked him.

"I know so," Galavan encouraged. "You are my daughter and as long as you believe in yourself, there's nothing you can't do..."

Cynthia sniffled and hugged him. "Oh... Daddy..."

Galavan then hugged her back.

Cynthia sniffled. "I'll try it... If you believe in me..."

"It's better if you believe in yourself..." Galavan cooed. "That's how I became the man I am today, if I can do it, you can too... Just like your brother is a good fighter like your mother and Aunt Pandora."

"What do those bad guys want from us anyway?" Cynthia pouted.

"You'll find out tomorrow, for now, just get some rest..." Galavan soothed. "Just remember, no matter what happens, your mother and I won't love you all any less."

This caused for Cynthia to smile and relax.

Galavan kept her in the hug and started to hum the lullaby to her as he held her. "'Moonlight cups your gentle face
A parent's wish is for love and grace
Little one, you are bright as May
I love you more than words can say'..."

Cynthia found herself singing the rest of the lullaby with him and soon, Cynthia could sleep peacefully again and so could Galavan. And where they could be ready for tomorrow. Tomorrow was not going to be a normal day for the three kids. Hopefully by the time Enrico and Bruce would make it to the orphanage, the kids would be well rested and ready to take them on and make them back off for good.

Galavan woke up after Cynthia fell asleep peacefully and he could now rest easy himself and tucked himself in back next to Mendella.

"How did it go?" Mendella asked while her eyes were closed.

"Better now..." Galavan smiled in his sleep.

"Your daughter worries too much..." Mendella chuckled.

"After bedtime, she's your daughter." Galavan playfully retorted.

"Oh, fine." Mendella playfully retorted back.

Galavan chuckled as they cuddled again and had a peaceful sleep together.

Enrico and Bruce kept walking, getting very exhausted as they walked. A car was coming down the road, but passed them and dismissed their hitchhiking.

"That's the fourth car that wouldn't take us!" Bruce frowned.

"Ya think I can't count?" Enrico scoffed.

"Maybe we should take one by force." Bruce suggested.

"That would work if you would just stop a car already!" Enrico glared at him.

Bruce nodded and then walks into the road to catch the next car coming by. Enrico waited anxiously. There was a van with a jovial woman, humming to herself merrily as she was driving uptown, about to pass Enrico and Bruce.

"Alright, time for this woman to make her stop." Bruce smiled evilly.

The woman hummed, she then actually did stop for a moment, because of a sign.

Bruce came to her side through the window. "OUTTA THE CAR!"

"What!?" the woman hiccuped.

Bruce grabbed the woman and tossed her out of the car, allowing Enrico to run into the car with him, once they were both in, they then drove off to the orphanage, laughing wildly and evilly in victory. The woman was jaw dropped, but she growled firmly. She then reached into her purse to grab her cell phone to call the police. Enrico and Bruce laughed as they stole the woman's car and made it straight for the orphanage.