Then through the mini time portal came a human hand. Due to the limited technology of the 1890s, Ernest had to make it small.
“Our dinner my darling!” Ernest McDermott grabs the potato through the portal. Fedora Fox and Rosemary, now a fox separates and Ernest lays flat on his face.
“Rosemary! The fairies! They did this to yah!” Rosemary then watching Ernest grab a huge pot from the time portal and plops it onto the ground. Ernest shut off the time portal with a button on his wristband.
“Stobhach? It’s still fresh after all this time.” He gave a warm smile and let Rosemary crawl into his lap. “Ernest! I don’t know how this happened!” He let the foxes eat his stew off the ground and he ate a bowl full of it for himself. “I don’t know either, but at least the fairies didn’t get to us.”