With you forever, Maybe

8

As usual I woke up at seven in morning to get ready, but was feeling much tired than usual, cause of the long night conversation we had. I nudged Wil with my foot trying to wake him up while half sleeping myself, muttering in a sluggish voice, "Hey, get up... we arr goen to be...", as my voice faded into my sleep.

I don't know what time it was, but I was pretty sure it was time to wake up as I felt being nudged by Vess, for a short period, for today which was unusual but my brain too dizzy and foggy to move me. It was then I heard the opening of the door with an energetic voice greeting the air, "Good morning, let's get goi..." as it turned into a wild uproar as I could feel violence near me, I feebly opened my eyes to find Eloria clutching Verylssia by her playsuit, shaking her furiously as Vess just hummed in her sleep. I yawned to myself and decided to go back to sleep, forgetting about the potential promise I made to tag along to classes. But it was then when she lost her temper and told that stinky familiar of hers to shock us, a mild one of course...probably.

"Caramel, Go!" she shouted as I woke up instantly raising up my hands in surrender, and surprisingly so did Vess, panicking by looking at the time.

"Why didn't you wake me up!!" she said making a 'on the verge of crying' face and shouting at me at the same time, "Worthless familiar! I wish I had summoned a rooster instead..." she regretted throwing a pillow at me and hurrying up to get ready, while I used one of her potions to make me smell nice, combing my hair.

As she came out of the shower, she spoke up in a hurried voice, "Hurry, you can use the shower!"

"Oh please, today is Quattuorsday (Thursday, fourth day of their week), and I took a bath on Decday (last day of their week), so according to my calculations on the ¬¬amount of odor radiated from my body every consecutive day I do not take a bath..." I was just giving an explanation when she shoved me into the bathroom versing, "Just... take...a simple...goddamn shower!!"

It was quite a struggle and expectedly reached late for the first lecture regarding the vegetation of the Cassandra, kind of like Environmental science from my world. Today's topic was 'Herbacious Magic'.
I just love how they add the word related to 'magic' to everything to make a simple hammer sound like a 'Staff of destruction'.

Mrs. Saphaire started the lecture on two types of grasses which eventually caught my interest because of the recent events.

"So class, there are mainly two types of grasses on the basis of the aura it emits – 'nebullic grass' and 'dark nebullic grass'." She showed us the example of both the grasses by casting a type of hologram from her wand at the center of class, surrounded by seats where we were seated, "not much difference has been observed in these two types expect for the aura in them. The nebullic grass emits a bright, tainted green aura which is said to be beneficial in many fields of potion making."

She paused for a while waiting for any questions regarding the grass after explaining a ton lot of weird but interesting shit. I was merely interested in the dark nebullic grass, which she started after having no questions from the half asleep students, and in my case, Vess was completely asleep, snoring like a baby, dripping saliva from her rosy lips onto the papers. She is a mature girl but when it comes to sleep, she got to have it all, so I interrupted not, to avoid getting hit by her in the sleep for 'disturbing her sleep'. Wow.

"Now the dark nebullic grass emits..." she paused for a while as if looking for a word to explain it, "...darkness. It seems like it absorbs the aura around it rather than emitting any, but magicians are still conducing magic on them to find out more. Now there's also a notion of warning for you all, to avoid stepping on such patterned patches which you find all over the country. So we cannot help but coexist with them as they cannot be erased."

I raised my hand. Mrs. Saphaire was shocked at first seeing a familiar of all asking a query, but later replied a confused, "Yes, Mr. Familiar Wilburt ?"

'Mister!?' Only if got this much respect from certain people. I thought glancing sideways at the sound 'sleeping beauty' beside me, as I asked my question, "Why are we advised to keep away from those spots? Mrs. Saphaire."

Flicking her specs against her nose, waving her curly body and a disproportionally big head sideways, she replied "Well as the saying goes, our ancestors saying goes –

"Don't get sucked into the darkness,
Stay away from it and it will from you.
It is believed that those patches carry some secret which must remain... unknown."

Finishing her reply with a savvy voice she went on to a matter of more importance, "Mr. Wilburt please get away from your master and try not to be a hindrance." she said with a smile which was carrying the wrath of an elderly female, so I got away without any questions.

"You can continue with your queries meanwhile."

"S-Sure." I replied.

She flicked her wand making a certain pattern as it formed a Vess sized tornado around her, lifting her sleeping self in the air, starting to revolve, gradually getting faster.

"Yeah...so I-I was saying..." I looked at Vess which was now spinning in the air with a spin, fast enough to make you dizzy as she shrieked from inside.

"Don't play attention there. Fifty more spins and I am done. Please continue with the question."

I just uttered my question in one go, "What if I say I have actually went inside one of those dark patches and saw a whole new world there, filled with darkness" as fluently as I spoke the words, with the same fluency Mrs. Saphaire stopped her magic on Vess putting her down holding her dizzy head making a 'what did I do?' sound.

"What are you saying Mr. Wilburt. You know joking around on such topics in class is punishable according to school laws-"

"I went in. More correctly I as thrown in by a gust of air..."

I was explaining to her looking in her cat eyes as she stood there shocked for a moment before saying,

"Hold your story for later. Meet me in the principal's office. A familiar sewing lies in order to save her master."

"B-But..." both of us said in unison.

"I don't want to hear any excuses, both of you after class." She said pointing at us, heading towards to the gateway, as one of the students reminded her, "But the lecture is not over yet, Mrs."

She paused for a while, turning back to announce, "That's it for today. Everyone may head for their breaks." and rushed out of the class swishing her wand to open the door, and slamming it back at us.

That's when I remembered about someone feeling nauseous by me side, "Oye! Are you okay?!" I asked shaking her slightly my her shoulders, as she shouted back in irritation,
"Do I look okay!?"

"Well, your hair look a mess, your ponytail is also undone, your dress is in shambles sliding over your shoulders. You look like a drunken idiot just about to puke and you are still shouting at me. That's about the same scenario back at the dorm, so you look pretty fine to me." I casually mumbled all the details as she corrected all those things I mentioned, sliding back her uniform's robe over her shoulders, tying her hair, and everything, except the 'shouting at me' part.

"Let's get going," she said tying her hair into a half-bun, sliding the rest of her glossy hair over her shoulders, "and hope she doesn't make us catch the running shrubs."

"Wait! Wait! Shrubs are something that can run here?" I asked in a surprise.

"Yeah?" was the reply I got as if asking a stupid question. Well jokes on you, I come from a world where people pee in those shrubs. During the past two weeks, I had covered almost every corner of the school, or so I thought.
We moved towards the dead end of a corridor where various creatures head were decorated, similar to the human world but with different creatures. She stopped at the end pointing at one of the creatures which looked like a peacock with a spiky beak.

"Huh?" I was confused, as she face palmed herself.
"You read almost every stupid book but didn't bother to open the guide I gave you?!"

"It's not my fault. Guides are boring." I mumbled, expecting to understand the reason of us standing at the dead end.

"Just follow my lead." She replied irritated at my 'what the fuck do I do?!' face. She held open the beak of the peacock like creature which turned out to be way bug for a beak and she started to put her head in it.

"Whoa! Whoa! I know you are ashamed, but this is not the way to atone for it." I pulled her by her arm, asking for a proper explanation.

"We just put out head into the respective teacher's creature and we will be transferred there, like being sucked or something like that." She gave a terrible explanation at which I freaked out,

"I am NOT going to put my head in that thing! No! You can go alone..." I was not finished resisting as she, irritated since morning, pulled me by my collar and shoving my face into the open beak. Damn! Does she get stronger when angry?!

I felt like being sucked into it landing into a room, as I saw a green tinted wall with beautiful feathered patterns, and almost instantaneously Vess landed beside me.

"So where's the professor? Do we just admire the texture?" I asked mockingly as she silently held me by my hand, turning me around, calmly, and resorting to tucking her hands in front, standing in formal position facing Mrs. Saphaire, as she stared at me standing there making a 'Who are you?' face. Soon enough I copied Vess and stood like her.

"So I hope that was not a joke." Spoke up Mrs. Saphaire sitting at her desk, dropping a note into the magical lenticalum. It was device like a trophy cup, but very heavy filled with a transparent water like liquid inside. It was like an ancient still advanced communicator. You drop the note which you need to convey to a certain person by writing their names on the back on the note as it disappeared in the depths of the liquid and reaching them instantly. We also had one in our room but I was restricted to use it for work only. Seems like sending other students fake invites of a party at our room wasn't work for Vess. I was nagged at though, after every stunt I pulled in the start, so I had basically turned stone deaf to mediocre scoldings.

"But I thought you called us for punishment for the joke..." spoke up the innocent Vess.

"No your familiar had quite a strange face made when asking the question as if he had travelled to one before. Also he described the interiors exactly like..." Mrs. Saphaire paused as if restraining herself from revealing too much, but her words were continued by another body descending from the above, reappearing gradually landing on the surface.

"...exactly like they have been by our ancestors and by me as I am no less than one...ha ha" spoke up headmaster whose laugh was soon turned into coughing as Mrs. Saphaire offered him some water. Seems like Mrs. Saphaire was informing headmaster about the incident previously via the lenticalum.

"So, Wilburt tell us everything you know", urged headmaster Orlandous.

"It's not something I clearly remember, but I was attacked by a mage, with...umm...grass as I rushed to a spot which showed some signs of light and I was back here after gaining consciousness.

"Oh! I see." Said Orlandous swirling his beard, "It's alright if you don't remember because we suffer a slight breakdown when travelling to the other side but can you recall how you reached there or who was it that sent you there?"

"I remember being blown away by a string gust of wind which was too strong to be natural, and as for the person, I can't recall anything. It was a distance hidden attack." I recalled.

"But what is it about that dark-nebullic grass? What is the other side?" Verylssia fired a bunch of questions, which were on both of our minds.

"It's not something you need to worry about," Mrs. Saphaire dodged the questions giving us a warning, "But, you must not roam in that area ever after. Consider it a permanent prohibition for the two of you to enter a dark-nebullic region."

We nodded in unison, confused but understood the concern.

"And that reminds me that you still have not been able to figure out your core matter of control. Have you Miss Verylssia?" asked Orlandous plainly.

"Umm...yes. His specialty is healing so-"

"Healing?"

Yes. Self-regeneration of damaged tissues and stuff. So I can't figure out the matter of conduct from the textbooks-"

Orlandous interrupted her again, this time to joke around saying, "Maybe you are a healer, just like the saint you are." He whispered after a pause, "Sometimes."

Seems like he knows his students as I got all excited speaking up, "That's exactly what I told her!"

"Oh really? That demands a high five!" he raised his hands up as I got surprised by his sudden shift of behavior, clapping back his hands as we burst into laughter mocking Vess.

"Look I am a healer. Oh pepepepepe, I will heal you." We both were still laughing as suddenly Orlandous stopped clearing his throat, nudging the still laughing me at the same time.
I turned to Vess who was making a super-scary yet pitiful face at the same time.

"You both may soon find out your matter of conduct after you master the first four levels of conducting spells." spoke Mrs. Saphaire saving me from her glare. We turned to leave as Orlandous whispered in my ear,

"I am a headmaster, but you are a familiar, an irritating one, I admit. So better be careful from your master or you may not live long enough." I turned my head to look back at her who was leaving without a formal leave, stomping her feet in anger. Mumbling to herself, as I gulped replying, "Y-Yeah. I better not sleep tonight and be on a watch." And turned to leave as Jove patted my shoulder, following Vess from behind but not catching up to her, just to be safe.