“You think it’s hard being a bush-ranger sometimes? Try being a dino-ranger,” Michael spoke as he used his rope to help Shelly and her parents pull the frisky doe away from Ken’s room. She was doing everything she could to get back in, because she was determined to get to Ken, who in turn was peeking around the door like a scaredy-cat.
But it was no surprise. It had been a pretty terrifying scare that night, after Shelly had brought Ken home from his little voyage to the great forest where Bambi, the Great Prince, lived. She had saved Ken from the great deer’s mate, Faline, who had taken a naughty liking to him and wanted to keep him.
But what they hadn’t counted on was that during the time jump back, somehow, they had unknowingly pulled Faline through time too, who had managed to stay with the time buggy via Ken’s pants that she had been pulling him by. Faline had sneaked into their house and had somehow managed to stay hidden from the family until night-time. She was determined not to lose her favourite little Man-toy.
Later that night, she made her move, sniffing for Ken and eventually finding him sleeping in his room. Ken stirred at first and then woke sleepily at the feel of something licking his face, but the moment he turned upwards, he suddenly saw something furry and deer-like standing over him. He was too late to react as Faline playfully sat down on him.
After a moment of teasing him, Faline eventually moved her butt off his head, and this gave Ken the opportunity to shout for help. The household immediately woke up and Shelly dialled for assistance, while Thomas and Clara Blake tried their best to separate their son from the eager female deer in his room.
Eventually, Michael the Dino Ranger arrived and helped them to pull her out. Christine was outside with a trailer attached to her from behind. A quick time jump and Michael would soon have Faline back in her own time period. They still had no idea on how she had managed to follow Ken here. Bringing something back from the past wasn’t normally permitted, because it could affect the future and was thus dangerous to do.
Finally, they succeeded in getting Faline out of the house and into the trailer. The Blakes thanked Michael and waved goodbye as he took off in Christine.
Shelly immediately walked back into the house, followed by her parents. She could hear them talking quietly, but she could easily guess that they were talking about Ken. “Don’t bother trying to scold him,” she decided to interrupt. “He’s not going to come out for the rest of the night, anyway.” And with that said and done, she immediately went back upstairs to her room and closed the door, wanting to catch up on her sleep.
Thomas and Clara exchanged glances, but they had to admit Shelly was right. They shrugged and went back to their own bedroom, letting the trouble go for the night.
Ken, meanwhile, was still feeling nervous and had locked his own door, not wanting to be involved in anything else that night. That fright had been pretty scary, if not humiliating too. He tried to settle back into his bed, but now he found it harder to sleep. It seemed the scare had left him wide awake.
Ken grumbled and paced about in his room. He hated when this happened. What he needed was something to help him sleep. But what?
His eyes immediately rested on the bookcase. That would do. If he read something, then it would make him feel sleepy again. His smile returned as he walked over and scanned across the shelves for anything of interest.
Then he came across something that he thought he had put up in the attic ages ago. It was a book of Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer. It had been an old child favourite of his, when he had been very young, like Winnie-the-Pooh.
He was a little old for it now, but Ken didn’t mind. He didn’t see anything else that he thought interesting at that moment. It was nice to settle with something simple.
At least it has a deer in it that can’t get me through a book, he thought to himself. But somehow, the thought left him troubled. He remembered what had happened a couple of weeks previously. When he had been cleaning the house’s attic, he had found his old Winnie-the-Pooh book, and had been transported into it, becoming a play-toy for Kanga, the mother kangaroo.
I’ve gotta stop thinking about it, Ken continued to think as he opened the Rudolph book. Or it’s just gonna keep bothering me for the rest of my life. I should relax, and just enjoy this book, because it’ll help me get to sleep, and not get me into trouble. For all I know, I’d probably wish that I could meet Rudolph next.
He laughed for a moment, but then twigged, and slapped his hand over his mouth. Did he just wish? He immediately dropped the book and backed away from it. He kept his eyes fixed on it, waiting for something strange or magical to happen.
But nothing happened. The book was completely motionless.
Ken cautiously approached, expecting anything nonetheless. He carefully tapped the book with his foot, then flicked it, and finally picked it up, shaking it just in case. But still nothing happened.
Feeling a little relief, Ken smiled and then opened the book. Whew…that was a close on-
FLASH! Suddenly, the book jumped out of Ken’s hands and began to shine, leaving him shocked. (1) Ahhh, not again! I knew it! I knew it!
But he was too late to move, as suddenly the magic drawn from the book surrounded him, and the world suddenly spun before his eyes. Ken started crying for help, but it was too late, as he was no longer in his bedroom…
…but instead somewhere else!
Ken cried out in alarm as he fell (2), unaware that down below, something was watching him with astonishment upon seeing him appear from out of nowhere in the sky. (3)
And of course, it was Rudolph, the young reindeer with the shiny red nose. He had been going for a walk when he unexpectedly saw what was happening right now.
WHUMP! Ken Blake landed in the snow down below, making a large Ken-shaped hole in it. Luckily he had landed in a deeper part of the snow. Any shallower and the landing probably would have hurt.
Rudolph carefully approached, unsure of what the young creature was that had made the hole in the snow. From what he had seen, it had looked like a young human. He didn’t mind that…humans were friends here at the North Pole, and had nothing to fear, especially with Santa Claus around.
A groan came from the hole, and a Christmas Tree-shaped mound of snow rose up on top of Ken’s head. For a shape like that to happen was very hard, but it looked funny on the boy’s head all the same. Rudolph couldn’t help but chuckle…he thought this human was funny.
Reaching in, Rudolph grabbed hold of the human lower down, and tried to help pull him out. (4) But as he did, he noticed that the young human appeared to be frowning. His smile immediately dropped too.
“Hey! Watch where you’re holding me!” Ken grumbled, hoping that his underpants wouldn’t be next. But the moment he was pulled out, he was dropped to the ground and he got a face full of snow! “Watch where you’re dropping me too,” he wiped the snow off his face and turned to look at Rudolph.
But the moment their eyes made contact, Ken’s face turned from grumpy to surprised. This time, unlike the Winnie-the-Pooh story, this time he had firstly met the main character of this story. He couldn’t take his eyes off the shiny glow of the young reindeer’s nose.
Rudolph smiled again. “Hey, you’re kinda cute for a human,” he grinned. “Especially since you’re so small.”
Ken stared at him in confusion, and then finally noticed for the first time… “EEK!” He was small! Once again, the transportation into the book had left him smaller than usual. It was like being shrunk by Blazeheart’s shrink ray again, and his mind immediately flicked back to the Dalmatians. “I…uh…I think I should get going now,” Ken stammered, not wanting this meeting with the young reindeer to go bad.
“Aw, but we’ve only just met!” Rudolph put on an adoring face. “I quite like humans…especially ones like you!” And without warning, he pounced! Ken yelped and jumped back, but being smaller than Rudolph he hardly made much of a leap to avoid Rudolph’s dive. A mountain of warm fur pressed him up against the cold snow. “Hey, get off!” Ken complained.
“Why should I?” Rudolph asked innocently, grinning down at Ken sticking out from under his front side. He playfully touched his red nose down upon Ken’s small little nose, and for a moment, something tingled inside of Rudolph at that moment. He didn’t know what it was, but from the way Ken suddenly jolted, he was certain the small kid felt it too.
“Alright then, if you don’t like it this way,” Rudolph held his grin as he slowly got up…and then, to Ken’s horror, turned himself around so that his back was facing him instead.
“Let’s try it the other way round!” Rudolph finished with a snigger.
“NOOOOOOOO-OOOOOOOFFFF!!!” Ken tried to turn around and crawl to safety, but another big mound of fur landed right on top of him, cementing him straight into the freezing blanket of snow that covered the ground. Struggling from underneath, Ken managed to squeeze his front half out, and he peered up, a little frightened, at the dominating young reindeer that simply smiled at him. (5)
Rudolph was beginning to find it quite fun. He now had a little seat-cushion to take care of, and he loved it. Maybe it wasn’t Christmas now, but it seemed to the young reindeer that it was like the best present that he could have ever been given. He couldn’t wait to tell his mom and dad.
“This is great fun,” Rudolph finally sat up and stood on his four hooves again, allowing Ken to get up and groan as his squashed bottom half wriggled a bit to regain control. “Wait till I take you home – you’re gonna be great fun to have around. Maybe Zoey will like you too.”
Ken immediately found his feet at the mention of Rudolph’s best friend. If a girl reindeer was going to be involved, it would mean twice as much trouble. It always seemed to be the females that gave him the worst of trouble. “No, no, wait a minute,” he begged. “I have a better idea. Why don’t you close your eyes and count to twenty, and I’ll give you an even bigger surprise. What do you think?”
Rudolph put his front hoof to his mouth for a moment, thinking it over. “Hmm…that sounds okay. Okay then,” he shut his eyes and began counting.
That was the break Ken needed. He immediately sprinted through the snow, away from Rudolph, down the path towards the book in the distance. He guessed he was lucky this time that he had spotted it nearby while Rudolph was playing with him. If he could just reach it, he could get back to his own home, safe again.
But just then, “Hey, come back here!” Ken looked over his shoulder and realized that Rudolph was chasing him. The young reindeer had decided to peek while counting, and noticed that he had been suckered. He madly charged after Ken, and the young Time Kid gave out a squeal and doubled his speed into reaching the book. He could hear Rudolph getting closer and closer, but he was almost within an arm’s reach of the book. He jumped for it…
“Gotcha…OW!” the moment Ken grabbed the book, he suddenly felt something familiar – and painful – pull at his pants. He struggled to hold on to the book, but he couldn’t help but grit his teeth in pain as Rudolph pulled with all his might to pull him off the book by his pants.
And not just his pants – the reason it felt so painful was because Rudolph had unknowingly gotten him by his underpants too. It was the worst wedgie yet! (6)
“Ow, ow, ow!” Ken yelped but managed to hold on for dear life. The book began to glow around his hands as he felt its magic beginning to work. “Lemme out…lemme out!” he begged, wishing for all of this to stop…
Suddenly, Rudolph’s eyes went wide the moment his small human and the book vanished in a flash of light. Without Ken’s pants to tug on, he fell backwards in the snow and made an imprint.
“No way!” he gasped as he stood up. “How did that human do that?”
“Hey, Rudolph,” a familiar voice called out to him. “What’s going on? Who are you talking to?” He turned to see Zoey running up to him.
“Huh? Uh…I don’t know what to say,” he told her. “But I came across a small human, and I found it really cute to play with. But then it just disappeared like magic.”
“Magic?” Zoey shook her head. “Rudolph, you know magic only works on Christmas.”
Ken blinked. Where was he?
Staring around, he realized he was in his room again, his pants hanging loose around his legs. He felt dazed, and a little sore down below, but all the same, he was okay.
Getting up, he pulled his pants up and breathed a sigh of relief. Staring down at the Rudolph book, he frowned. Picking it up carefully, making sure not to open it, he hid it between some of his other books. It was still night-time, and he decided that the first thing he would do when waking up that morning, was to ditch it upstairs in the attic with his Winnie-the-Pooh book.
Feeling a little relieved by this, Ken got back into his bed to try and go back to sleep. This time he wasn’t going to find a way to get to sleep…he would just wait until sleep took him. He would rather do that than read another book this night.
I’m just glad that’s all over and done with, Ken thought as he shut his eyes. I’ll make sure never to wish for any more of that stuff ever again whenever I’m near a book. It’s dangerous to even think about wishing for Rudolph and Zoey to come out of the book!
Ken let out a sigh and finally stopped thinking, holding himself still in his bed until eventually, his consciousness finally faded and he slipped into a quiet sleep.
But it was not all over and done with.
Because in that blind moment, he had thought about wishing.
And the moment he slipped into sleep, the book amongst the others in the bookcase began to glow again.
And a mysterious mist crept out, forming around Ken’s bedroom floor until it covered a good portion of it. Something appeared to be materializing in the mist, and within the deep blackness, a red glow seemed to illuminate the mist from inside. A moment passed before the mist finally faded away…
And revealed Rudolph with his shiny red nose lighting up the bedroom, along with Zoey, both of them surprised at how they just got here!
“Magic!” Zoey gasped. “But how?”
“I don’t know,” Rudolph shook his head. But the moment he noticed a familiar figure sleeping in the nearby bed, a grin formed on his face. “But it looks like I can still introduce you to my new little friend, Zoey.” He eagerly led her over to the bed, his mind buzzing over what to do with his sleeping human seat-cushion.
He didn’t notice however, that his red nose appeared to be tingling.
And oddly, so was Ken’s…