Sunday, 2 August 2026

Church notes - 2nd August 2026

 2nd

Matthew 5:17 - 20

Judgement

Human judgement is on a spectrum of subjectivity.


The needle or the nail


vs 17

Fulfill, or accomplish

Gr: Pieroo

- Bring to completion

- Ship arriving at port.


The Pharisees were patriotic Israelites engaging in legalistic righteousness.


Torah - Law

Not an electric fence but a trellis for a vine.


Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil

Before eating

- Side by side with God.

- God defines morality.


Know God = know goodness


After eating

- Humanity as judge

- varied morality.


SHAME


The weight of morality is exhausting.


Perfectionism - Self worth through performance based metrics

Always chasing the next thing


Book of Judges - 'They did what was good in their eyes'.


- True righteousness is a transformation of the heart.


vs 20


Righteousness

- Right relationships

- Justice

- Restoring brokenness

- Faithfulness within a community.


Generosity

Justice expressed

Care for others


Matthew 6:22


Mark 12:12 - 25

- Jesus challenging a fruitless religious system

- Fig leaves were the original shame

- 'Fig leaves' continued to be sold in the Temple


External behaviour is not enough.

It is an internal transformation.


The Cross - 'It is finished'.


The Pharisees persued righteousness by avoiding


Jesus invites us into a righteousness that persues love.


Saturday, 1 August 2026

Spider Quinn 22 Attractions of Lawndale - Part 10

 

SpiderGirl was listening to Lawndale on the Sloane mansion’s roof. It was the usual for a late Wednesday evening. She then got a message.

 

Talon: I’m going to be a while. We can catch up later at the Bridge?

 

Spidey: I knew that was going to happen. I’ll see you at dawn.

 

Talon: Sure! See you then.

 

“I better get home. I don’t usually take this long on a Wednesday,” SpiderGirl murmured after reading Ninja Talon’s reply.

 

 

Brittany put the phone away as Kay came back into the room with the cocoa.

 

“You’re concerned about what Osborn may be up to?” Kay asked, as she handed the cocoa over.

 

“You were listening in?” Brittany asked.

 

“Not really,” Kay answered. “But I did hear his name.”

 

“Right,” Brittany said as she sipped the cocoa.

 

“I’m also worried about what Osborn might have been after, but Angier hasn’t said anything.”

 

“So, he’s not saying.”

 

“No, but then he’s always reticent about talking about work.”

 

 

“So, you have been interested in Shakespeare for a while?” Kay asked.

 

“Quite a while. I read Romeo and Juliet early,” Britany answered. “Despite the tragedy, it is romantic.”

 

“So that lead to his other plays?”

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Mom, stop with the fifty questions,” Tom said.

 

“What? You have hardly talked about the other people in the play, other than saying that they are good at acting for teenagers.”

 

“Because, that’s all you needed to hear,” Tom responded.

 

 

Brittany gulped more of the cocoa. She didn’t want to be involved in another family’s drama. “I better be going.”

 

“Are you sure?” Kay asked. “Tom usually doesn’t talk about things much. I usually hear of issues second hand.”

 

“Oh,” Brittany said as she twirled a pigtail.

 

 

“Sorry about all that,” Tom said after show Brittany back to the back door about ten minutes later.

 

“It happens,” Brittany said with a shrug and pigtail twirl.

 

 

After Tom had closed the door, Brittany looked to the northeast towards where her mansion was. ‘I can take time. Ashley-Amber knows I am out some evenings,’ she thought before heading behind one of the Sloanes’ outbuildings to change to Ninja Talon to patrol for a short while.

 

 

After only four hours sleep, as was usual for a weeknight, Quinn waited beneath the Jefferson Bridge as the pre-dawn light grew brighter.

 

It wasn’t long before Brittany arrived as Talon and unmasked.

 

“Turns out I didn’t stay all that long,” she said.

 

“Oh?” Quinn asked.

 

“Mrs. Sloane was nosey. It could be that she’s thinking I might be into Tom!”

 

Quinn could see otherwise. “It’s not long after Kevin.”

 

“Exactly,” Brittany said before explaining about the fad being at Fielding and what Tom and his mother had said about Osborn being at Grace, Sloane and Page.

 

 

“Not much to go on,” Quinn commented when Brittany had finished. “It’s not surprising that the fad is at Fielding.”

 

“And Angier not sharing work stuff with Kay is similar to Dad not really sharing work stuff with Ashley-Amber.”

 

“Really?” Quinn asked, as her grief welled up as it usually did when she thought about her father. “Because Daddy used to complain about not getting many clients all the time.” She wiped a tear.

 

Brittany placed a hand on her shoulder in a reassuring way. “He probably was different; more likely to share.”

 

“That makes sense,” Quinn said as she looked at the brightening dawn.

 

 

Brittany waited as Quinn composed herself. It was obvious that Quinn’s grief was still quite raw.

 

“Right,” Quinn said. “We still don’t know what Osborn is up to, using the Glider to scout out the Country Club.”

 

“Or the hostile takeover.”

 

“Somehow, I don’t think the Landons are in the Country Club either.”

 

“That may be something to look into,” Brittany responded.

 

“Along with everything else,” Quinn said with determination.

 

 

Lawndale Sun-Herald

Thursday, March 15, 2001

Page 2

Why Are Students Talking About Favorite Animals

 

Daria looked at the byline. Melinda Parris. ‘Of course,’ she thought. It had to be that particular journalist, not Penelope Jericho, nor any of the others. She closed the paper and went to the counter.

 

 

Jane was waiting for Daria outside the convenience store. “There was a time when we bought the paper after school.”

 

“I feel like I need to know earlier in the day,” Daria answered. “How did it go with

Kevin last night, by the way?”

 

“Oh, we managed to talk him down. It was mostly Stacy and Dafoanairi.”

 

Daria was then in thought. “But I’m sure he’s still fixated on the idea.”

 

“Oh absolutely.”

 

 

As they arrived at school, Lawndale High’s students barely mentioned their favorite animals, having had talked it out over the past two days.

 

“It’s gone,” Stacy said to Quinn after met near one of the front doors.

 

“Not gone,” Tori said as she came up. “Just subdued.”

 

“Good point,” Quinn responded. “But we still have to deal with the assignment.”

 

“Oh yeah!” Stacy said. “But at least I succeeded in stopping Kevin from doing something stupid last night.”

 

“I’m sure you did very well,” Tori said.

 

 

Timothy O’Niell saw that his first period Sophomore Language Arts Class was… subdued. But then he himself was subdued, as he had tried to ‘succeed at failing’ something.

 

Hello, class. Um today we're going to do...not do anything. Why bother? Who knows what damage I might do this time? I just want to say that...” he paused as he sobbed. “I'm a failure as a teacher, as a mentor, nay, as a human being. Don't waste another minute listening to my misguided drivel, for I realize now, that my only talent lies in leading youth astray. Please, go.”

 

“Alright!” Kevin said. He paused and added. “I’m still going to ask out SpiderGirl!”

 

 

The class stayed, but talked, mostly about their assignments.

 

Brittany went up to Mr. O’Neill. “Don’t you want to hear about how we did?”

 

“Why bother?” O’Neill asked.

 

“Because that’s your job,” Brittany said.

 

“Uh, good point,” O’Neill conceded. “I may as well evaluate the damage.”

 

“No damage.”

 

“Are you sure?”

 

“Not to me. I am learning the science stuff with Daria’s help,” Brittany answered.

 

“That’s good,” O’Neill perked up. “Attention everyone. If you have had a positive experience, feel free to share, starting with Brittany.”

 

 

“That was unexpected,” Jane said.

 

“Brittany is putting the effort in to her studies now,” Daria responded. “And I see that you have a positive story?” she added looking at Jane’s conventional clothes.

 

Jane shrugged. “We’ve been talking about change. I’d like to see you this conventional phase goes. I’m still an artist. I’m still hanging around the Historia, helping with the set design.”

 

“I wasn’t questioning that part,” Daria responded as she subconsciously touched one of her hairclips.

 

 

“Who else would like to share?” O’Neill asked once Brittany had sat down. “Kevin?”

 

“I haven’t met SpiderGIrl yet,” Kevin said.

 

Jane stood up. “But we had a talk about that last night.”

 

“Um, we did,” Kevin said.

 

“Let, Kevin tell his story, Jane. I’ll ask you later.”

 

 

Over the next several minutes, O’Neill got the broad strokes of what had happened on the Historia’s rooftop the night before.

 

“You got to meet Dafoanairi, the apparent snarky one. That has to count for something, right?”

 

“I suppose,” Kevin responded.

 

“See, you did succeed.”

 

“I don’t think so. The fourth vigilante also rescued me, but I don’t have a crush on her.”

 

“Right, but did you talk to Dafoanairi?” O’Niell asked.

 

“Maybe.”

 

“Then you talked to a vigilante.”

 

“But not SpiderGirl,” Kevin insisted.

 

“Oh dear!” O’Neill said. “Anyone else.”

 

Jane stood up. “I have been dressing more conventionally.”

 

“And you’re happy about that?” O”Neill asked.

 

Jane shrugged. “I’m expressing myself a little differently, but I’m still me.”

 

 

“Well, that wasn’t much of a class,” Jane said to Daria after the period had finished.

 

“Unfortunately,” Daria commented. “But we have history next. DeMartino will be as usual.”

 

“That’s obvious.”

 

 

O’Neill wasn’t as subdued when the sophomore class started. “I know it only has been two days, but I would like to know if anyone has anything positive to say about the assignment.”

 

Quinn raised her hand.

 

“Quinn!” O’Neill said. “What do you have to share.”

 

“I chose as my assignment to read a classic novel,” Quinn said as she stood.

 

“May I ask which novel?”

 

Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens,” Quinn answered. “Daria recommended it.”

 

“Well, Daria has good instincts,” O’Neill responded.

 

“I haven’t read much of course, but the story of Arthur and Amy is interesting so far.”

 

“I would be happy to hear how you found it when you finish.”

 

Quinn sat.

 

“Anyone else.”

 

 

Sandi saw that most of the class was dissatisfied. She knew that she was. She had been unable to chose one activity from the list of extracurricular activities. ‘But maybe I’m overthinking it! I could just try one and see how it goes,’ she thought.

 

 

O’Neill was getting depressed again. Quinn was the only one who had volunteered her experience.

 

Stacy noticed this and drew Quinn’s attention to it.

 

“What can we do?” Quinn asked Stacy.

 

“I’m not sure either,” Stacy answered.

 

“We could encourage him,” Tiffany suggested.

 

“I know, but how?” Stacy asked.

 

Quinn tossed one of her pigtails. “Not sure. Maybe talk to, you know…”

 

“Barch?” Stacy asked with a shudder.

 

“Someone may ask her,” Quinn said.

 

“You probably can’t help the teachers the way you’re helping Anna and Angie,” Stacy said.

 

“Maybe, but I have to try,” Quinn said.

 

 

Lunch was as usual in the school’s cafeteria, except that Kevin was standing on one of the tables. “I know that not everyone is here right now, but I know SpiderGirl is a fellow student.”

 

“Get off there, Kevin,” his team mate, Michael ‘Mack’ Mackenzie, said.

Sunday, 26 July 2026

Pokemon: May's Journey - 02: A Threat in Sinnoh

02 A Threat in Sinnoh

A few hours later, the aircraft descended into Lavender Town. May noticed the somber tone of the town as they circled around the tower before landing in front of it.

 

 

“Creepy,” May commented after she and Cassidy had disembarked.

 

“Well, Ghost type Pokemon are predominant here,” Cassidy responded matter-of-factly.

 

“That makes sense.”

 

“He’s waiting in one of the other buildings,” Cassidy said.

 

 

May followed Cassidy into a large room, and saw Giovanni looking over a large tablet table showing Sinnoh in detail.

 

“Ah, you’re here,” he said.

 

“What do you have on Cyrus?” May asked, so as to get to the point and out of Lavender Town as quickly as possible.

 

“Quite a lot,” Giovanni answered. “That he’s already at the Spear Pillar, that is a ruined temple at Mt. Coronet’s summit, so time is running out.”

 

May watched as the map on the tablet zoomed in on Mt. Coronet to show the Spear Pillar.

 

“Satellites are showing distortions all around Mt. Coronet,” Giovanni continued. “And there are reports of wild Pokemon acting strangely all over Sinnoh.”

 

The map zoomed out again. Two nearby cities were highlighted. “So, we’re headed to one of those cities?” May asked.

 

“Yes. Either Oreburgh City, or Hearthome City,” Cassidy said. “As you can see, they are not very far from Mt. Coronet.”

 

“But Oreburgh is smaller, so there would be a less chance of detection,” Giovanni said.

 

“So, it would easy to approach the mountain from either city?” May asked.

 

“Yes, but there are more covered trails from the direction of Oreburgh,” Cassidy answered.

 

“I would like to avoid Team Galactic’s patrols. I had enough trouble battling through Team Aqua and Team Magma. Oreburgh!”

 

“That isn’t guaranteed,” Giovanni said. “But I know you would be able to handle yourself.”

 

May nodded.

 

“Additional fuel and equipment are being loaded as we speak,” Giovanni added.

 

 

They remained in Lavender Town for another ten minutes, but May spent that time looking at various different maps of Mount Coronet to better idea of the lay of the land.

 

 

A few hours later, they were approaching Sinnoh’s southern coast.

 

One of the cabin staff came back to the passengers. “You’re going to have to make a decision,” she said to Cassidy.

 

“Oh?” Cassidy asked.

 

“The space-time distortions over Sinnoh are increasing. I can guarantee that we’ll make it to either Oreburgh or Heartholm, but once we’re close to either of them, we have no idea if we would be able to make it to the other one in time.”

 

“Oreburgh,” May said.

 

“Got it.”

 

 

As they got closer to Oreburgh City, the more turbulent the flight became, as the space-time storm emanating from Mount Coronet grew more intense.

 

“This means that Cyrus must be close. We’re going to have to hurry. You have Repels, right?” Cassidy asked.

 

May glared at her. “Of course.”

 

“We’re going to need them.”

 

 

The turbulence was severe when they reached Oreburgh. They had to circle the city before they managed to land in the on the northern edge.

 

“We’re down,” Cassidy said.  “Let’s move.”

 

“You’re coming with me?” May asked.

 

“Giovanni wants you to stop Cyrus. He wants me to make sure you get there.”

 

“Of course.”

 

 

Outside, the city was deceptively calm, as most of the inhabitants were inside, away from the wild Pokemon who were acting strangely.

 

May looked towards Mt. Coronet, or what she could see of it. The distortions were swirling around the upper reaches of the mountain. “That doesn’t look good. Let’s get going!”

 

“You don’t need to tell me twice,” Cassidy said as she handed May an additional paper map of the mountain and its surrounding area.

 

May took out her Pokegear. The distortions were already causing significant signal interference. She was briefly thankful for Giovanni’s resourcefulness, although it made her uncomfortable.

 

“Ready?” Cassidy prompted.

 

May nodded.

 

 

 

They ascended the lower slopes without incident, but they soon ran into two Team Galactic Agents.

 

“Who is there?” Someone said.

 

May looked. The girl wasn’t much older than Cassidy. “We’re investigating what’s going on.”

 

“Stop right there! It is Team Galactic business!”

 

“So, you’re working for Cyrus!” Cassidy interjected as she pulled out a pokeball. “Raticate!”

 

May also pulled out a Pokeball. “Blaziken!”

 

“I can battle too!” the Team Galactic agent said. “Purugly!”

 

Two Purugly emerged from her pokeballs.

 

“Blaziken, Flamethrower!” May called out.

 

“Raticate, Quick Attack!” Cassidy added.

 

The ensuing battle was over quickly, with May and Cassidy’s teams being much more powerful than the girl’s.

 

“Our Commanders have more experienced teams,” the girl said as she recalled her last Pokemon.

 

“Then we’ll just have to avoid them,” May responded.

 

“That’s unlikely. They are patrolling all the routes to the Spear Pillar.”

 

“We’ll get there,” Cassidy declared.

 

 

They continued up the slope, but found that the path wove in and out of tunnels carved into the mountainside. As they exited one of the caves they found a blue haired trainer with what May recognized as a Piplup coming out of another tunnel onto the path.

 

“Oh! You’re not with Galactic, are you?” she asked.

 

“No!” May responded.

 

“You’ve come to stop what they’re doing?” the trainer asked rhetorically. She held out her hand. “I’m Dawn.”

 

May took it. “May.”

 

“Cassidy. We should keep going.”

 

“Oh, of course,” Dawn said.

 

 

They continued up the mountain, dodging other Galactic agents. However, they were almost at the Spear Pillar when they ran into a Galactic Commander.

 

“Stop right there,” she said.

 

“We’re here to stop Cyrus!” May said.

 

“So, Dawn, you brought the Hoenn Champion into this?” the Commander asked.

 

“No!” Dawn objected.

 

“Cyrus’s plan has leaked to other regions,” May said. “They have responded.”

 

“We’re going to stop him!” Cassidy declared.

 

“No you’re not,” the Commander said as she grabbed a pokeball. “Perugly.”

 

“What is it with Galactic and Purugly?” Cassidy asked as she grabbed Raticate’s pokeball.

 

“I have other Pokemon!” the Commander retoreted.

 

“Double battle!” May said.

 

The Commander grabbed another pokeball. “Bronzor.”

 

 

Commander Mars was annoyed. The girl from Twinleaf Town was enough of a pest without the Hoenn champion and a blonde trainer with a Kantonian accent. She looked at the latter’s Raticate, and the Hoenn Champion’s Blaziken. “Purugly, Fury Swipes on Raticate. Bronzor, Confusion on Blaziken,” she ordered.

 

“Raticate, dodge and use Quick Attack!”

 

“Blaziken, dodge and use Flamethrower!”

 

 

Raticate’s Quick Attack hit Purugly and Blaziken burnt Bronzor.

 

 

Dawn watched the battle unfold. She had barely beat Mars the last time they had cross paths, but May was rather skilled and Blazikens attacks were highly effective against Bronzor.

 

 

Soon Bronzor fainted and Mars sent out Golbat. “Golbat! Confusion!”

 

“Blaziken, dodge and use flamethrower.”

 

Blaziken managed to avoid the Confusion and hit Golbat.

 

“Confusion again!”

 

 

Mars soon lost.

 

 

May, Cassidy and Dawn entered the Spear Pillar and saw Cyrus in the distance, beneath the massive forms of Dialga and Palkia, who were confined in a red chain.

 

“You’re too late,” another, male, Galactic Commanders said.

 

“No, we’re not,” May said.

 

The two Commanders were about to send out their Pokemon when there was an interruption. Champion Cynthia had arrived, her Garchomp right behind her.

 

“Cynthia,” Cyrus said as he turned. “You’re too late. Jupiter, Saturn, stall her, and those others.”

 

The Commanders then sent out their Bronzors and Golbats.

 

“Quadruple Battle,” May commented. “Let’s do it.”

 

 

Dawn and Cynthia stood opposite Jupiter. “Piplup, use Bubble Beam!”

 

“Garchomp, use Dragon Claw!”

 

Both moves were highly effective against Bronzor, but both were able to continue battling.

 

 

After she and Cassidy had defeated Commander Saturn, she approached Cyrus. “Stop!”

 

“It’s too late. I shall create a new world. One without spirit, without emotion,” Cyrus responded.

 

“This world is chaotic, but the people and pokemon deserve to exist!” May shot back.

 

“A world where a tyrant orders a Champion to save it?” Cyrus asked in response.

 

“If not me, then it would have been someone else.”

 

“The world is corrupt, but it still deserves to exist!” Cassidy added.

 

“That might not be persuasive,” Dawn said as she and Cynthia came over, having beaten Commander Jupiter.

 

“Nothing will be persuasive,” Cyrus said, as he continued the ritual and Dialga and Palkia continued to writhe in the Red Chain.

 

“Then we will stop you,” May declared. “Blaziken! Use Sky Uppercut on that Red Chain!”

 

Cyrus grabbed a pokeball. “Crobat! Use Confusion on Blaziken.”

 

Cynthia intervened. “Garchomp! Use Dragon Claw on Crobat!”

 

Blaziken moved as Crobat attempted to fire Confusion at it, but Garchomp’s Dragon Claw had knocked off Crobat’s aim.

 

The Sky Uppercut move damaged the Red Chain.

 

“No!” Cyrus said.

 

“Use Sky Uppercut again!” May cried.

 

Cyrus grabbed another pokeball. “Weavile.”

 

Cassidy moved. “Raticate! Use Hyper Fang on Weavile!”

 

“Weavile! Use Night Slash on Raticate!”

 

 

As Blaziken hit the Red Chain again, Raticate and Weavile began battling.

 

 

Garchomp caused Crobat to faint, then Cynthia directed him to attack the Red Chain as well, before Cyrus could react and send out a third Pokémon.

 

 

That proved effective against it, as both Legendaries could move a little more freely.

 

Cyrus sent out his Gyrados, but Dawn stepped in. “A Piplup vs. a Gyrados?” Cyrus asked.

 

“I have other Pokemon,” Dawn responded as she grabbed a different pokeball and sent out her Torterra.

 

“Gyrados! Use Hydro Pump!”

 

Then Blaziken and Garchomp hit the Red Chain again, allowing both Dialga and Palkia to break free. Their roars shook Spear Pillar. Then another distortion appeared near Cyrus and he could see two eyes gleaming.

 

 

“Giratina!” Cynthia realized.

 

The renegade Legendary partially emerged from the rift from the Distortion World and focused its glare upon Cyrus.

 

“What?” he asked himself as he tried to get out from under renegade’s stare.

 

“You drew it’s attention,” Cynthia said.

 

 

What happened next, no one was sure. One moment Cyrus was staring off with Giratina, the next the Distortion world rift blipped and Cyrus tumbled into it, with the withdrawing Giratina.

 

May noticed that the Spear Pillar had stopped shaking. “Is that it?” she asked.

 

Cynthia looked up at where Dialga and Palkia were still hovering. “They’re repairing the rifts,” she said. “But Cyrus is now in the Distortion World. He can still cause trouble there.”

 

“You mean…” Dawn started.

 

“We have to go after him,” Cynthia confirmed.

 

“Of course,” May said.

 

“Let’s do this,” Cassidy said.

 

 

They stepped through the rift into the Distortion World.

“We have to be quick, but he won’t be too far,” Cynthia said as she took point.

 

“Do you know what to expect?” May asked.

 

“Yes,” Cynthia answered. “I’m not only Sinnoh’s Champion, but also an archaeologist and historian.”

 

“So, this place is described in myths?” May asked, remembering that Kyogre, Groudon and Rayquaza had been considered mythical before the machinations of Teams Magma and Aqua had brought them to her attention and that of Hoenn overall.

 

“That’s right,” Cynthia said. “In those of the original Hisui Region before the settlement of the Diamond and Pearl clans a few centuries ago.”

 

“I haven’t really looked into the histories of other regions, other than the basics,” May admitted.

 

Cynthia chuckled. “Quite alright. It can be overwhelming.”

 

“Talking about overwhelming…” Dawn said as she looked around.

 

“It’s shifting because the physical laws are different to the normal world,” Cynthia said. “Giratina went its own way.”

 

 

They soon found Cyrus, but Giratina was nowhere to be seen.

 

“Cyrus,” Cynthia said.

 

 

“Giratina isn’t here. It brought me here then went somewhere else. But I still plan to do what I set out to do.”

 

“Then we’ll stop you,” Cynthia said. Another battle ensued.

 

 

Cyrus was defeated again and they saw Giratina in the distance, just moving around. “I have changed my mind,” he said.

 

“In what way?” Dawn asked.

 

“This world only normally has Giratina in it. Therefore it is what I was trying to achieve.”

 

Cynthia could see that Cyrus was telling the truth. That he intended to stay.

Church notes in 2026 so far

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Saturday, 25 July 2026

Spider Quinn 22 Attractions of Lawndale - Part 9

 

Dafoanairi reflected on what happened as she and the Enigma stepped into Dega Street from the laneway.

 

“You, like, think it could have gone another way?” the Enigma asked.

 

“You know how Kevin is,” Dafoanairi responded.

 

“I do. And I can see why he’s crushing on SpiderGIrl rather than myself.”

 

 

“I do too.”

 

 

Stacy looked out as Trent drove towards Kevin’s place. “You know, street racing is starting again soon.”

 

“I still don’t know why you’re into that,” Jane said.

 

“When I’m racing, I’m not anxious. I’m focused on the driving.”

 

“There have to be better coping mechanisms.”

 

“There are other ways I cope,” Stacy said defensively.

 

“It’s the thrill, isn’t it?” Trent asked.

 

“That’s a part of it,” Stacy admitted.

 

“But there are more reasons to be careful. You don’t know how the vigilantes will react,” Trent said.

 

“I have thought about that.”

 

 

Jane took in what Trent had said. ‘I know I won’t interfere unless there is more going on than just racing.’ But she didn’t know about the others, particularly SpiderGirl.

 

 

They stopped at Kevin’s place first, as it was closer to the downtown than Stacy’s house.

 

“Remember what everyone said,” Jane said as Kevin got out.

 

“Um, that SpiderGirl wasn’t coming and I need to talk to Mr. O’Neill?” Kevin asked.

 

“That’s, sort of the gist,’ Jane said. “But remember too, that asking SpiderGirl out is a bad idea.”

 

“Of course,” Kevin said in a tone that implied that he would forget.

 

 

Andrea let Ninja Talon and SpiderGirl into her room again. “Twice in two nights,” she said.

 

“So, there are reports of a new Goblin Glider?” SpiderGirl asked.

 

Andrea brought up the forum she had got the information from. “Not in so many words of course. But that description is rather apt, from the reports on Groundhog Day. But anyway, just from the past hour or so, in the southern area of Lawndale.” She then grabbed a map of the town which lay nearby. “And guess what’s in the area?” she asked rhetorically.

 

Ninja Talon saw that Andrea had marked it. “Osborn’s mansion.”

 

“We’re on it,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“But can you stop it again by yourselves? That is, given that the Shadow and the fourth vigilante helped you last time.”

 

“We have to try,” SpiderGirl responded.

 

“I knew you would say that,” Andrea said as she grabbed the map. “You see that it seems to heading in a particular direction.”

 

“But this doesn’t make sense,” Ninja Talon said.

 

“Yeah, why would he be approaching the Winged Tree Country Club?” SpiderGirl asked. “There wouldn’t be anyone there in the middle of the night.”

 

“Or maybe something’s being hidden there?” Ninja Talon speculated.

 

“But It doubt it would be something of Andrew Landon’s,” SpiderGirl mused.

 

“It could be someone else’s,” Ninja Talon said.

 

“Any one of the upper crust in Lawndale,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“The Sloanes,” Andrea said.

 

“I have heard of them,” SpiderGirl responded. “But why bring them up?”

 

“Because it has been reported that Osborn had a meeting with Angier Sloane yesterday,” Andrea responded. “At Grace, Sloane and Page. According to the leak, it had something to do with the Country Club.”

 

 

“In any case, we’re on it,” SpiderGirl said.

 

“Did the leak say much more?” Ninja Talon asked.

 

“Unfortunately not. Whoever it is, is being very careful.”

 

‘Reminds me of Fields,’ SpiderGirl thought, as Fields had leaked maps of Lawndale’s rooftops she had been working on to herself and Ninja Talon several days earlier.

 

 

Up on the Hecuba-Croft’s roof, SpiderGirl looked out in the direction of the Country Club. “It could be anything.”

 

“Even him not being allowed to join,” Ninja Talon said. “Tom may be in the play, but he hasn’t said much about his family.”

 

“I have wondered why he was interested in playing Prospero at a community theater, but we probably can’t wait until tomorrow night to investigate.”

 

“No, we can’t.”

 

SpiderGirl shot a web to a nearby tree. “Let’s go.”

 

 

After dropping Stacy off, Trent drove back towards Howard Drive. “You’re doing it again,” he said.

 

“Doing what?” Jane asked.

 

“Following people. You followed Kevin last night.”

 

“Protecting him from his own stupidity.”

 

“I know you’re still investigating who the other vigilantes are occasionally,” Trent said.

 

“That’s true, but not often, especially with the Oscorp agents hanging around now.”

 

“Of course, but I don’t think confronting Osborn would be a good idea either.”

 

“There are some rumors that the fourth vigilante did,” Jane said.

 

“Probably didn’t achieve much.”

 

 

SpiderGirl and Ninja Talon approached the Country Club, where they could see the Goblin Glider hovering nearby.

 

“It looks like he’s just scouting it out,” Ninja Talon said after a few minutes.

 

“But what for?” SpiderGirl asked. “Hopefully not for a repeat of Groundhog Day!”

 

“There’s nothing coming up, not until the autumn.”

 

“Sorry, just jumping to an extreme there.”

 

Ninja Talon shrugged. She knew SpiderGirl’s proclivity to think of the worst outcomes by know. Her father’s death still affecting her.

 

 

Daria got home around forty five minutes after leaving the Historia.

 

“Daria, you didn’t say that you would be out this evening,” her mother said.

 

“Oh, it was spur of the moment.”

 

“Are some things going on?”

 

Daria went and sat on one of the lounges. “Plenty, but I’m not sure where to start.”

 

“Quinn told me about the assignment and the fad.”

 

“The fad may have started to fade.”

 

“You’re worried about the assignment,” her mother said.

 

“Yes, its causing some people to act crazier than usual.”

 

“Like?”

 

“Kevin is convinced he has a crush on SpiderGirl after he was rescued and is now trying to ask her out,” Daria answered.

 

“Oh my!”

 

“Jane and Trent stayed to make sure he didn’t cause trouble,” Daria said as she stood.

 

“You were also doing your investigations.”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Have you found out a lot?” Her mother asked.

 

“Quite a lot,” Daria said carefully. She didn’t want her mother to connect the dots that she was Dafoanairi.

 

“It’s just that you haven’t shared much since we dealt with that fake interview.”

 

“That’s true, but I’m still analyzing what is happening.”

 

 

Helen thought about Daria’s answer as her daughter headed upstairs. It made sense, but she was sure that she was hiding something. ‘But that’s something about her that Jakey’s passing hasn’t changed.’

 

 

The Spider Talon team watched as the glider moved to and fro over the Country Club. Not only the Clubhouse but also the golf course. After an hour, it withdrew, going back in the direction it had come.

 

“That’s weird,” SpiderGirl said after she had swung onto the clubhouse roof. “It’s like he’s planning something.”

 

“It could be something to do with what Andrea said.”

 

“The meeting with Angier Sloane?”

 

“Yes,” Ninja Talon answered. “Tom could still be up.”

 

“You want to go there now? He would be wondering why Lawndale’s first two superheroes are visiting him.”

 

“I’ll show up as the cheerleader actress.”

 

“And I’ll wait on the roof,” SpiderGirl agreed.

 

 

Tom Sloane was surprised when he opened the back door to see Brittany.

 

“Brittany? Why are you here, late on a school night?”

 

“I thought I would come by and hang out with my cast mate, given that the play is about to finish its run,” Brittany replied as she twirled one of her pigtails. (An affectation he found a little annoying.)

 

“I see,” Tom responded. He sighed. “Come in then.”

 

“Thanks.”

 

 

Tom lead Brittany to the library. “My parents are still up, although Elsie should be in bed,” he said, as he sat, referring to his sister.

 

“Actually, I heard a rumor that Norman Osborn met with your father about something.”

 

“You came over just to ask about that?”

 

Brittany twirled her hair again. “Of course not.”

 

“I admit, being part of Tempest has been a nice change of pace.”

 

“It has allowed me to be more than a cheerleader.”

 

“I’m sure there was more to you than that,” Tom said.

 

“Of course, but It was my focus. I have always been athletic.”

 

“That makes sense.”

 

“But with what has been happening, I thought I could, like, branch out,” Brittany said.

 

“I certainly think you have a great understanding of Ariel’s role. I thought it had resonated with you in some way.”

 

“I would say that it’s the same with Prospero.”

 

“He focused on his arts rather than his responsibility as Duke,” Tom mused. “As my father’s son, I feel the responsibility already placed upon me. Thus when the role was advertised, I knew I couldn’t pass it by.”

 

“And you have done very well too.”

 

 

Tom sighed. “I know you’re here for more than reminiscing about the play. Why are you really here?”

 

Brittany looked more serious. “I have not only been involved with Daria’s play, but I have been helping her investigate what’s going on in Lawndale.”

 

“So you want to know what my father and Osborn talked about?”

 

“And whether the favorite animal fad is also at Fielding?”

 

“Oh don’t remind me of that!” Tom said with annoyance. “Yes, it is. It’s spread across the county.”

 

“That doesn’t sound good, but it seemed to be fading at school today.”

 

“The same at Fielding. Anyway, All I know is that Osborn was seen at Grace, Sloane and Page yesterday. That is all I know. He didn’t say anything to me,” Tom said. “He doesn’t usually.”

 

 

Brittany was thinking about what Tom had said when Tom’s mother entered the room. She had seen her at the Historia occasionally.

 

“Tom, you didn’t tell me you had a visitor.”

 

“Mom, this is Brittany. She’s also in the play.”

 

“Hi, Mrs. Sloane.”

 

“Please, call me Kay.”

 

“I was about to go,” Brittany asked.

 

“Didn’t you just get here?” Kay asked.

 

“Brittany wanted to ask me something,” Tom said.

 

 

Kay Sloane was a little suspicious. “And she didn’t call instead?”

 

“It was spur of the moment. I was at the Historia for dinner,” Brittany said.

 

“Oh. Would you like some cocoa? It’s still cold out.” Kay said.

 

“Um, sure.”