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Nifery and Jimmery are on a mission for Time.
The wind blew the hat from Nifery's head as he dove, swooping in an attempt to snatch the tiny winged thing from the sky, "Darn, Jimmery, almost caught it."

Jimmery flew by, swishing through the clouds in his chase of the thing, then bursting by Nifery on his way back once more, in pursuit of the tiny, elusive creature. Jimmery reached to the ends of his fingers, nipping at its wings, hoping and praying, but missing all the same. "This little minx is slipperier than most. If we don't grab it, we'll be lost to the ether after Granreil gets hold of our sorry carcasses. Nifery, you come at 'im from another side. At least, come from the side I'm not coming from." Jimmery waved in Nifery's direction in a "come-on" way.

"I'm not under the delusion that we might succeed at this endeavor young, Jimmery," Nifery answered, "but if 'Time' is what Queen Darella wants, then 'Time' is what we will be gettin' her, or your dyin' in our tryin' of it. Whichever falls upon us first, don't ya' know." Nifery and Jimmery almost collided as the tiny winged immortal buzzed away from the both of them.

"Jimmery, I and you must have a palaver over our lack of commonality in our attempts to procure this tiny immortal. I believe our failure is calling for a Plan," Nifery proposed. "What will you propose for our agreement?"

"Well, Sir Nifery, I believe there once was a form of trickery utilized by mortal men, known as a 'chase-n-grab.' In this endeavor, two of the idiots, chasing some small prize would devise to split, one waiting in place while the other chased their prey toward that chosen spot. In that spot, the second idiot, jumping from of the bramble bushes in surprise, snatched it. Scraped and bleeding as he was."

Nifery contemplated the plan for only a second, then, "I like it. You do the chasing 'cause I'm more tired. I'll jump from the bushes."
Both Nifery and Jimmery ran past each other moving in opposite directions with Jimmery headed toward the tiny flying creature and Nifery going to the spot where he wanted to catch the thing.

Nifery waited, and he waited, but Jimmery failed to arrive. "That darn idiot wouldn't know what to do if someone was to tell him. I'll have to go find him to give him the plan again. I'll stick his nose in the ground where I find him, then drag him to the spot I want him to be at the end. There is where I'll catched the beast, and with Jimmery on that spot, I'll push his nose into the soil, so he'll recognize the smell when he arrives there again."

Nifery searched, and he searched until he found Jimmery asleep under a shady tree, with that tiny annoying creature, they both chased, gyrating over his head. Nifery stooped to grab a hefty limb fallen from a nearby oak, then crept through the brush, coming around to the maple tree where Jimmery lay. In stealth Nifery came upon Jimmery from behind, clutching the tree branch in both fists, raising it high above his head, then smashing it down upon Jimmery's head with a resounding "crack." The tiny creature flew into the brush, unharmed, unwavering as Nifery stared down at his friend lying unconscious on the ground. "You darn fool, Jimmery, you let him get away again."

Nifery sat waiting for more than two hours for Jimmery to awake, then he grew impatient, grabbing a long twig and dabbing it at Jimmery's nose, jerking it away when Jimmery's hand swung at it, letting the younger slap his own nose. "Wake up Jimmery, we need another plan. I've been thinkin', and what I think we need is Bait."

Jimmery raised from his sleep to lean on his elbows, "What is Bait? An' how's it gonna get Time in our trap?" he asked before he lay back, cupping his head in his hands.

"I don't really know, but I think it has to be something Time really likes to lure it into a trap. Time don't like sugar, or cake or cookies, hmmm, what would you crave, if you were Time?" Nifery said.

"I don't know, but my Mum always told me that if I wanted to save a moment in time, I should capture it in memory. Then I'd have it frozen for all time." Jimmery answered.

With that, Jimmery reached up and plucked a memory from his mind. It was the memory of his Mum, sitting on a stool, stirring a bowl of cookie dough. "Ummm, that looks good," so he gently pinched the memory between his fingers and pulled it from his mind. "I have it, Nifery, I pulled the memory from me mind. Will that be 'Bait'?" he asked.

At that moment the tiny immortal, Time, landed in his palm next to his memory, staring into his the captured thought of Jimmery's Mum.
Jimmery gently pinched the immortal's wings between his thumb and his forefinger and trapped Time in an instant.

Jimmery froze, so did Nifery, along with Time and the freezing spread across the countryside like a tsunami set off by a shake in the ground. Birds stuck in mid-air, bees froze in flight, an inch-worm stopped in an arch as he inched his way down a limb, and everything went silent.

At just that same instant, Queen Darella fluttered down from the sky, landing beside the frozen duo with a grin beaming on her face. "My two heroes. Finding me a moment in time, but if Time is our prisoner, then nothing will ever come to pass." she reached down, parting Jimmery's fingers, freeing tiny Time from his trap.

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