Words for Wednesday -- Aunt Jemima's Garden 8

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The words appear on River's blog every Wednesday in October.

I'm continuing the story of Aunt Jemima's Garden. And I only used the first two words.
This Wednesday's words are:

1. covered
2. alloys
3. skidded
4. potpourri
5. fixation
6. chemical
7. earmarked
8. lettuce

Kai stopped: "But first I owe you an explanation. Sit down." They sat down on blankets from the picnic basked whereupon Kai drew his wand and made a circle in the air around them. "This will keep the fairies at bay," he said, "They are far too curious ... Aunt Jemima told me, not today, but a long, long time ago that Carl, that's her husband - he died many years ago. I surmise that Tue and Lis can remember him, but you're surely too young." Heidi nodded.
"Anyway," Kai continued, "he was a handsome man, a man of many talents, and that was his demise. He was a rugmaker, an illustrator, a painter, sometimes a politician, an inventor, and a really good wizard. And as Aunt Jemima told me he combined all of these talents trying to re-invent the flying carpet"
"That one on the clothes-line?" Heidi asked.
"Might be. I don't know, and I don't want to go into details about what happened to him. Firstly I am not sure I know the story in its entirety secondly I am not sure Aunt Jemima told us everything, or even kept to the truth. But we can ascertain that some accident befell him, with fatal results, and that Aunt Jemima left this house not long after, sealing house and garden before she left it to its fate."
"How did we get in, then?" Heidi interrupted.
"It is sealed to intruders only, and you are not intruders, but family," Kai explained. He continued. "I gleaned from Heidi's letter that you correctly suspect that the faeries live in symbiosis with magic people or places. They are attracted to them. And as this garden is a charmed place, they have been propagating with nothing to cull their numbers. But to have become this many ... I never dreamt ... If we just let all these faeries out, I'm afraid two things will happen. First they'll flood the surroundings, driven by curiosity and their hunger for magic. I think they've sucked this garden dry as a bone... "
"That one window over there," Susan mused. "There might be a tiny hole or a crack over there, as they keep flocking to it."
"Could be. Please let me have your lucky stone again." Susan gave it to him, and he looked for a long time, watching the faeries going about their doings in the garden.
"Yes, they are attracted by the window. The magic seal might have begun fading there. It is fortunate that you arrived here today, even if I suspect your mother will be fuming when she discovers your whereabouts. How did you find your way to Aunt Jemima's old abode? Sandra would never disclose her address."
"I had an old letter from Aunt Jemima, back from when she lived here. She had written her address on the backside of the envelope," Heidi answered.
"You're nothing if not resourceful," Kai said. " And I think is was for the good you came here today. If the faeries ever got in ...
And that leads me to my second fear. The fear of magic predators. I will not mention any of their names here, and you should not give words to your suspicions either. I am sure Thora and Gilvi have warned you off of magic monsters?"
Both girls nodded, tight lipped.
"We'll have to let out the faeries, but in a trickle, and not just to the other side of the hedges. I'll fashion a kind of mini-portals, a trap-like thing from these materials, and then place it in the hedge. The fairies will become attracted, and when they wander in, they can't just walk back out again, but will be forced to continue through the contraption, and into one of the many tiny portals inside.
"That's not entirely legal. Teleporting beings against their will is frowned upon by the powers that be. But I see no other way out of this quandary. We have to disperse or dilute the fairy population, and we can't allow them to cover, harry and pester all the decent, absolutely not magical farmers and townspeople for miles around. Neither can we allow for them to catch the unwanted attention of beasts better unnamed. And I don't like them to ruin Aunt Jemima and Uncle Carl's house either in their aching for magic."

Heidi and Susan held, tied, raised and lowered pieces of cardboard, canvas, strings, sticks of metal alloys, glass beads and other strange objects, then they stood quiet, holding the contraption while Kai in a subdued voice activated it. They both listened, even though Kai had asked them not to, but none of them were able to catch more than a single word here and there. Suddenly the contraption flickered, shifted and felt lighter in their grip. "Eureka!" Kai exclaimed, "It worked. Thank you, and thanks for not prying. I know that your curiosity is still unbridled and unsated, but unfortunately it will have to remain in that state for yet a while."

Kai placed the now activated one way trap in the hedge and Susan watched the faeries entering the trap while Kai removed all traces of his activity. Susan watched the faeries closest to the trap first turning their heads in its direction, then looking at it, slowly inching closer and then entering the box. She noticed that very few exited the box on the other side, outside the hedge, most of the faeries simply disappeared. Heidi asked for the Lucky stone, and Susan handed it to her. She naturally saw the same as Susan had seen.

"It will take days maybe even weeks before this garden is somewhat cleared of the immense amount of faeries," Kai said. "I think the most pressing enterprise for us now is to restore the faulty shield around the windows."