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Home Wreckers Ch5:
Fawn spun around on her heels all most tripping over her own two feet. It was a Minatare, the kind that walked around mazes eating people and mowing like a cow. It smelt horrible and Fawn gagged as her mother tried to calm her down.
“It smells like a cow…” she protested.
“Just trust him, he’s nice…” she leaned a little closer to her and whispered. “And he has the mentality of a rock, so you have nothing to worry about. Besides, he’s here for you.” She poked her daughter. “Same as Marco over there!” she pointed to the black haired boy behind us.
“Is that the Manticore?” her mom nodded.
“Monica? What is that smell, I’m trying to eat dinner!” that was dad. Monica and Mike, why they named me Fawn I had no clue… I had to smile at dad.
Marco Espinosa, AKA, the Manticore, AKA, my new… friend. Mom was making befriend all the creatures that came out of the Black Haze, which was the stuff that they conjured up their human form from the details that they gathered from the world they were going too. It was like they were going shopping for a new identity. I glanced around at the beast still in its’ other form, let’s say, and the other kid that was standing with his hands jammed in his pockets. Why were they different when they came from the same place?
It only took about a second when the change started to happen. First the horns on his head melded with the head it’s self and became hair. The face morphed into a petite face with soft features and gray eyes, a complete change from the Minatare’s usual glowing red eyes. The kid that formed out of it was smaller than Marco, but still a tad bit bigger than me. Mom smiled at my shocked expression and patted me on the shoulder.
“They’re all yours.” She said and started to walk into the house. My mouth dropped open.
What did she mean they were all mine? What was I supposed to do with them? Teach them all how to read? It was frustrating to think that I would be babysitting these two until we could find the spell that would lead them home. They both walked up to me and we stood there in a triangle shape.
“What?” I asked them. They didn’t answer, but looked rather hopeful of something. I heard a thump in the background. Mom had thrown the book out of my window and was motioning for me to go over. I did, thankful that she had gotten me away for the chattiest people on the block!
“What?” I asked when I managed to get over to her, they were following me.
She poked her head a little farther out of the window. “You have to tell them what to do and they’ll do it. You command them because you summoned them. They won’t ask questions if you tell them not too.” I all ready knew that. I read it in the book when you kicked me out on the curb. Can I come back in, its dark out and they’re creeping me out.” I whined to her.
“Tell them why you summoned them and then you can come back inside. I made meatloaf after I cleaned up the floor. Tell that Manticore that he needs to wipe his feet before he comes in too!’ then she disappeared via the falling curtains.
I headed back to where they had stopped following me, which was like three steps away from the window.
I turned to Marco first.” Wipe your feet when you go in the house.” I commanded. He nodded, but didn’t speak. He had spoken to me before, but why not now?
I turned to the other. “What’s your name?” I sounded bland and bored out of my mind.
He thought the question through and then spoke flawlessly. “Scott Winslow, Miss.” I cringed, why did he call me miss?
Oh! I was supposed to tell them why I had summoned them. I had a feeling they were going to be happy when I got my explanation out.
“Um…” I started off shakily. “I summoned you here… because… because…” I couldn’t come up with a reason. Then Marco finally spoke.
“All you had to say what that I summoned you here. That’s all we need to know.”
Scott nodded. “That allows us free speech.” He said shyly. “After that we’re just like you and every other water sack.”
He called me a water sack…?
Catsmeow389 · Sat May 16, 2009 @ 08:38pm · 0 Comments |
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