While Oliver tried to figure out how to get the deer to stop running away and take the bills, Redalia, Andrew and Teenie emerge into the next room, or "garden" as they call it around here. This room was by far the most horrible they've been in so far, even worse than the one with the annoying runaway deer in Andrews mind.
As they moved along the tracks and further into the "Plucking Garden", they witness where the fairies get their wings plucked which was conducted by tiny, little pig looking creatures. The fairies were then dropped on a conveyor belt and moved along until they are picked up by some mechanical, automated hands that squeeze the shit out of them. The color in the fairies' skins visibly went dull after their wings were taken as if the life had been literally plucked out of them. Teenie screams in horror at the sight of a fairy she went to school with being juiced alive, her fairy blood and other fluids squirting into a container labeled: Fairy Juice.
"You may want to close your eyes for this one, this gardens' kinda brutal…", Red says redundantly as Teenie cried at the sight of her fairy friends being brutalized.
"That fairy that they just plucked and juiced in front of us…"Teenie sobs, "I went to school with her, we sat next to each other in baking class!"
"Awww", Red says sympathetically.
"Don't worry, Teenie, we're gonna put a stop to this soon," Andrew assures as the cart moves through the doorway and out of the Plucking Garden.
Meanwhile, back in the receiving garden, Oliver lumbers back in wearing his wizard costume. The deer stop and look at him with those big, cautious eyes, ready to dash away at any second.
"No need to fear, my deer!" Oliver yells across the garden, "I am a friendly old wizard!"
The deer start to look suspicious as Oliver walked towards them.
"I have these bills and would like for you to take them. I would like to be unloaded, tonight if possible."
The deer started to walk towards him and it seemed he finally got through to them and was finally going to get a door to be unloaded, but then…
The tiny fox-man, or man in a fox costume, appears. It jumps up and yanks Olivers beard down exposing his face and once the deer recognized him, they ran off once again!
"Dammit!" Oliver cussed. Before the little fox man could run off too far, Oliver whacks him on the head with his wizard staff, stunning him. Oliver jams the end of his wizard staff up the little mans ass, impaling him with a shout of the rage-filled wizard before sticking the staff upright into the ground. The little fox man groaned but the bulbous end of the wizard staff made it so that it couldn't be removed, at least not with ease. It was going to be stuck up his ass for a while.
Oliver turns his attention back to the deer who have all taken to their hiding spots, their little eyes peering at him from the bushes and the thick of the brush.
"I'm going to have to try something else. Damn, that was a perfectly good walking stick…" Oliver mutters as the little fox man yelled behind him.