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You briefly outline Fred's predicament to Albert. When you finish, he collapses on the floor, laughing fit to burst. "It's not funny!" roars Fred, offended now.

"I'm ... sorry," gasps Albert, wiping tears from his cheeks, "but how could you be so dumb as to try and mug Caribbean Carla?" He regains control, and coughs, a little embarrased. "You know her?" you blurt out. Albert frowns. "Only by reputation. She sometimes passes through here, and you know when she does. I thought she was back raising hurricanes in the Caribbean. This woman: tall, dark, pretty?" he enquires, his hands making vague curves in the air, "bright clothes, bizarre jewellery?"

"Uh-huh." Fred confirms. Albert sighs. "It sound like her, and this curse is her style."

"Style?"

He nods, "Carla's curses always have some comic twist to them ..." Fred bristles, and Albert hurries on, "... for her, at least. She's the best voodoo woman around, people say. She's really unpredictable, mind you. No one can tell how she'll react. You got off light, Fred: I heard about 2 guys who just INSULTED her. Took people 5 hours to coax 'em down from that tree." Albert grins, enjoying his new hobby of wolf-baiting. "The tree was about 5 miles away." You don't think Fred can cringe any lower. "Light?" He shudders, which is an impressive sight with so much fat, then gets back to the subject at hand. "Albert, where's Puerto Gordo?"

"Never heard of it." he shrugs his huge shoulders, baffled. "WHAT?" Fred howls in dismay, his bluk wobbling in agitation.

"This Carla said you'd know about it." you explain over Fred's angry growls. You try and translate. "Doesn't it mean, 'Fat Town' in Spanish?"

"Fat town!" Albert snaps his massive fingers. "That's the nickname of an area near the docks. Y'know, where the Mardi Gras Carnival goes..."

"...which is on right now!" you all finish the sentence together.

"OK" says Albert, rubbing his hands, "We know where she is. Let's go!"

You're suprised by that. "You're coming along?"

"Sure! You can't cut me out now!" Albert casts a shy smile at Fred, "I was kinda hard on Fred earlier, so I guess I owe him." His smile broadens. "Besides, this'll be FUN! I wonder how big Fred'll get before we stop the curse."

Fred moans.


Written by Lupine (edited by wanderer)

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