Dear Ms Lady Demigod: Twelve Days To Doom

3 9 Am I So Easy?

We reached the village of gold I had left behind. Everything was looted away, all that remained were ruins of houses I was once familiar with. Even after five years, I remember these streets. I reached the cottage. Everything was laying on the floor, rancid and trashed. 

"We might consider cleaning this place before actually starting to live here," I said.
"How will we clean all this?" Gaël asked.
"Like this," I clipped my fingers and everything but the walls turned to water and flushed out through the cottage. The walls turned to wood and so did the floor. I felt my stomach grumbling, "Food,"

I went out, plucked out some grass and it turned to potatoes, "Well,"
"Well," Gaël laughed, "I can cook,"
"You can?"
"My dad is a cook," He took the potato from me. How does make any sense? Maybe I'm an idiot to get this logic.

"Won't you miss your dad?" I asked. I would never leave my father for a crazy friend.
"Nah, he used to hit me all the time anyways. I'm much happier with you,"
I looked at him. So, I can make people happy too?
"Ajax," He walked inside the cottage, "Make me a stove,"

I made him one.
Anything he asked me, I gave it to him. 
"Bathtub! And a big one!"
I made one covering the entire bathroom and filled it with water.
"And lots of bubbles!"
Bubbles are pockets of soap and water that are filled with air. So, I made soap which formed a thin skin and trapped the air, creating a bubble.

"Awesome, Ajax! Come on, remove your clothes!" He yelled as he removed his clothes.
I looked down at my clothes. Does he want to do it? Now? I removed my T-Shirt and looked at him. He jumped into the water and I looked at him. He wants to do it in the shower?

"Come on in!" He laughed. I looked at him. 
What's so funny? Do I look weird?
I look down and then at him. Then, I just shake my head and get into the water. As I slowly sink into the water, it envelops me. I see hands grabbing my neck and pushing me on the wall.

"You like it when I'm rough on you, Ajax?" I heard.

"Ajax?" Gaël look at me and I quickly bring my head to the surface.
"Did you just drown in a bathtub?" He laughed.
"I didn't drown,"
"Now you will," He splashed water at me and I just stared at him, without blinking an eye. He kept doing it and finally I decided to hit back. 

It was fun.

I laughed as I covered him soap suds. He grabbed me by my thigh and I fell into the bubbles. I shampooed his hair. All the warm water around us. The smell of shampoo. His giggles made me feel weak. I was never so relaxed. I felt asleep right after the shower. I woke up next morning, with him sleeping beside me on the warm floor near a fireplace. 

I was still wearing my clothes. It had been a while since I woke up with clothes on. I looked at him. I made some eggs and bread by the time he woke up, "Hey Ajax," He rubbed his eyes.
"Hey Gaël," I said.
"Eggs?" He looked over my shoulder as he got on the tips of his toes. I turned my neck and looked at him, "You like eggs?"

"Yep. Best breakfast ever is eggs and bread!"
We sat at a table I had made and began eating.
What was going on?
I couldn't understand how to do anything and at this point, I was too afraid to ask.

"Can you make seeds?" Gaël asked.
"Why?" I asked.
"We can plant them in the backyard and make a small field for food,"
"I can simply make food,"
"I don't wanna completely depend on you, you know. Plus, I bet it takes toll on your health to use your powers all the time,"

I doesn't, I guess.
I don't know, I have never bothered myself with my health.

He grew a small farm. He cooked and sold the excess at the market. I thought I'd give him a hand, so I got to work too. He said he wanted to learn Swedish, so I started having conversations in Swedish with him, and he slowly began to catch up. I felt good, like butterflies in my stomach. I love butterflies. I relate to them. So free, so happy, and so fragile. They are always running away from human hands, because if they are caught between those fingers, their wings will break and they'll never fly again.