Chapter Fifty Six. Goofy and His Escorts

Goofy and His Escorts

A few rounds of Inner Smile, and a person will see things differently every time. Once you start the cleaning process, all those old cobwebs that clogged up the energy flow get brushed away, and passage ways which had been blocked become new roads to happiness.

So it is understandable that even though Derby recognized that the young Asian women were trouble, he welcomed the adventure just because he loves to love and be loved. More importantly though, he harbored some crazy notion in the deepest part of himself that there must be a reason for the tug between himself and females. Like perhaps he could help them work through issues, and somehow, whatever it was he had within himself...call it chemistry or healing tricks or a tenderness which he enjoyed sharing for anyone who would accept it, then he could no longer deny the attraction than walk past a puppy with a broken leg.

As soon as the girls had disappeared, Mark had a break and he and Derby started to reconnect.

"Dude, that was excellent!," promised Derby to the musician.

"Oh, thanks man," humbly returned Mark. "But what a coincidence to see you here! How did you happen to show up here for my Earth Day concert!"

"Earth Day?," replied Derby, surprised. "Wow, I didn't know. By the way Mark, what's your take on discussing politics on Facebook?"

"Don't like it. Period," confirmed Mark. "I'm a lover not an arguer. Besides, I don't play politics."

"Would you like me to hum a few bars?," questioned Derby, always trying to be the clever boy.

"No, but I wouldn't mind finding the bar," responded Mark, who was gathering up the Yuan from his open guitar case.

As Mark was bent over, the two Asian girls returned as speeding bullets and whisked Derby away at knife point. Mark rose from closing up his guitar case with this line, "What do you say we blow this pop stand and find a..."

But what Mark found in the middle of his sentence was the rest of the crowd which had thinned out and also become shy of one Derby Joshua Clearwater Ripley.

Derby was actually delighted to be handled so violently by the attractive females. One of them was tall, wore glasses and was in long pony tails. The other one had short hair, was extremely stylish and held the knife to his throat with the precision of a surgeon.

The employee area in the HK Fantasyland is full of surprises for a person who has never seen the forbidden areas of a Disneyland. Whether it is in Hong Kong or Anaheim, the byways for employees to move about behind the scenes, taking off their costumes or making out with other characters, are loaded with unexpected action adventure.

In Hong Kong, the Disneyland is in Penny's Bay on Lantau Island and most of the employees are performers and dancers, who also have years of training in Kung Fu. What Derby never expected to learn is that Kung Fu dancers have extraordinary speed at undressing a compromised captive.

"Ripley, we can't believe our good fortune," said the shorter female with the knife, as she tore open his shirt, buttons flying, and Derby's chest hairs standing on end. "We're taking you to Justin Scoville. He has been looking for you. We arrived here at his orders and have trained to become Disney entertainers, knowing that your friend Mark would likely connect with you eventually."

By now the taller girl had stripped Derby of his trousers and was searching his underwear for any concealed weapons. Derby noticed his pistol seemed to be locked and loaded, and he was slightly embarrassed to be discovered by the expert pat down by the attractive lady.

"So you carry a rocket in your pocket?," questioned the glasses wearing assailant.

"The better to shoot you with my dear," said Derby with his best wolf accent.

But by now Derby's mind was racing. "Scoville?," he thought to himself. "So this may be my chance to finally talk to the man who actually sent for me to discuss Children of Zol!," he reflected.

Unfortunately for the Derbster, the girls weren't interested in his being so excited to see them. They had him dressed as Goofy in record speed and were escorting him along the employee lane toward the Cinderella Carousel, just past Dumbo the Flying Elephant. As they neared the Mickey's PhilharMagic 3d Theater, Derby recognized the knife point, now shoved securely up against his rib cage, poking easily through the fur of the Goofy costume.

"When we get to the guard outpost," said the shorter female, pressing the knife into Derby's ribs, "you say--Good night George. Me and the girls have some business with a dragon." Then she added, "and don't forget to sound like Goofy. That should be pretty easy for you Ripley!"



When the threesome arrived at the gate, the guard offered no resistance, so off they went, out of the park toward the Star Ferry Terminal. Goofy and two beautiful Kung Fu dancers, an unlikely menage a trios.