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Ronan.
    â€œWhat’s your dad like?” asked Juniper, now sitting cross-legged on the floor of the shower. Drake moved down onto the ground next to her and Ronan crouched down on his knees, still towering above both of them.
    â€œHe’s great. He’s super smart. He’s the one who invented the force field that’s up around the city. Before he did that they had some kind of huge plastic wall and people guarding day and night to shoot down any Quintas that came close by.”
    â€œThat’s pretty cool,” said Ronan. “I wonder if that has anything to do with why he was kidnapped.”
    â€œI dunno,” said Drake, tapping his dragon claws lightly against his chin. “But it does remind me of the other issue we have. How are we going to get through the force field?”
    â€œI was kind of thinking you’d be able to do it. You are such a technical whiz,” said Juniper. Drake blushed, although he knew being called a technical whiz often wasn’t meant as a compliment. Technology wasn’t that cool at Dragon High School.
    â€œI’d need to know a bit more about how it works.”
    â€œDoes your dad have any stuff lying about the house?” asked Ronan.
    â€œHe moved out two years ago … but there’s still a filing cabinet in the study that my mum complains about all the time.”

    Drake was rifling through the filing cabinet in the study, completely absorbed in what he was doing. He’d looked through all sorts of weird and wonderful inventions — some of which came to life but many of which only existed in drawings in this cabinet. Drake’s dad had always said that of all your ideas about inventions, only a few will actually happen. That’s how it needs to be. You need to be free just to think up stuff and not worry about whether or not it will work and then sometimes out of all these crazy ideas, something will just work. He pulled out the design his dad had come up with where you add a tiny little camera to a mobile phone and take videos and pictures and send them to each other. He’d been so excited about it. Obsessively so. And so disappointed when he’d taken the designs to work and the elder board members of the company Gerry and Hubert had laughed him out of the room. His dad had still insisted that he was right. Once he got his teeth into an idea, he never let it go. Drake had just got his hands on a file named ‘Force Field’ when the doorknob turned and in walked his mother.
    â€œWhat are you doing, baby?” she asked. He wondered how old he’d be before she stopped calling him her baby. He suspected it wouldn’t matter.
    â€œUmmmmm … just looking at some things of Dad’s.” He let the Force Field file drop down in the cabinet so she didn’t see it.
    â€œDarling, you do miss him, don’t you? If you ever want to talk about it, I’m here for you,” she said and he knew she meant it. But he also knew she wouldn’t be able to help saying negative things about his dad if they did talk about him. She didn’t even seem to know she was doing it.

    â€œI’ve got the plans my dad created for the force field. They were all in his file and I think they’re pretty close to the final version, if not the final versions themselves!”
    â€œThat’s great, Drake!” said Ronan.
    â€œAnd have you got any ideas about how to break a hole in it?” asked Juniper anxiously biting her dragon claws. She had her dragon wing glasses pushed back on her head like a hair band.
    â€œWhat he’s done, is created what he calls an impenetrable wall of energy,” explained Drake. Juniper gave him a blank look.
    â€œNothing can get through it,” translated Ronan. “We already know that,” he said, a little impatiently.
    â€œIt sounds very superhero,” commented Juniper.
    â€œYes, that’s what inspired my dad to think of it.