Fleabee’s Fortune | Chapter 9

FleebsWarning: Contains Spoilers!

‘So be it! She has chosen!’ 

Aufwader’s Thoughts: Being 90% rat sitcom, this book is wish-fulfillment for the more bloodthirsty Robin Jarvis fan in many ways, but this chapter is like every cultist’s wistful dreams brought to life. It’s like Mr Jarvis admitting that yes, maybe most of us were rooting for the villains all through the previous Deptford books, and that yes, the Raith Sidhe do kind of out-class Jupiter, and that yes, all that wishy-washy Greenie nonsense does get a bit tired after a while, and that, well… yes, it would be a lot of fun if Fleabee was actually to be destined to be Mabb’s High Priestess the whole time. 

When I first read this I can remember not quite believing that, finally, we were actually going to ‘go there’ and address what is so appealing about Robin’s evil gods. It’s a beautiful moment for me, a devoted forktail, so I can only imagine what it must’ve been like for those who considered themselves Hobbers. Up the rats, all right. Justice for Mabb and the Three! Team Evil Fleabee! Woo!

 

Matt’s Thoughts: Ah, there’s Mabb. Great appearance by the second branch of the Raith Sidhe. But also a beautiful scene with ‘Orace trying to persuade Fleabee towards the Green.

The whole thing for me conjures up a familiar situation in Jarvis books – that even if you wanted to follow the good in this world, it’s a small, fragile flicker. Meanwhile, evil will always be large, tangible and seem more than capable of winning. And in the middle, will be a small frightened individual with a choice…

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