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Dancing with Demons (soulmate au part 2)

"How're you gonna tell him?"

Jim ran his hands through his hair and huffed. Toby had a point, you couldn't just go up to Eli and tell him "hey, we're soul mates! Your tattoo is a magical amulet I use to turn into a dope ass knight and protect Arcadia. Wanna go out sometime?".

"I don't know, Tobs. It's not something to blurt out randomly."

The three sat in Jim's room, Jim and Claire plonked on the bed, while Toby spun around on the swivel chair.

"Well," Claire began, "however you tell him, he's gonna find out about Trollmarket, and that you're the Trollhunter. It's gonna take a lot of explaining. And we have to make sure he doesn't blabber about it on the internet. Sometimes that dude's wacky conspiracy theories actually sound believable. So that's a huge concern we'll have to keep in mind. How about we-"

"Blah blah blah, seriousness and logic, blah blah blah making it sound like a mission against Gunmar, for crying out loud let's just cut to the romance! I'm so bored of Clary, gimme some Jeli!" Toby complained and kicked the table, spinning him around faster.

"Wow Tobs, way to be supportive. This is about Jim, not you, and don't you dare say Mary and I are a boring couple!" Claire scolded, pushing him with her foot and making him almost fall off the chair.

"Oi!"

"Selfish!"

"Favouritism!"

"Whiny baby!"

"Stupid!"

"Pig headed-"

"GUYS!!!"

The two shut up immediately. Angry Jim was truly a force to be reckoned with. He took a deep breath and started again.

"We're getting off topic. So, what was the answer to question 14 again?"

○○☆☆Time skip 3 days☆☆○○

A goblin slunk along the road, mumbling to itself. It had had a pretty good day so far: ate a cat, found some nice shiny things, and now it was exploring a part of the surface it had never been to before. It called to it's friends, signalling the all clear to keep going. Gradually, the whole area became swarmed with the creatures, scuttling up lampposts and leaping over roofs.

Jim was sitting in history class on the third storey, barely listening to Strickler's endless prattle about WWII. Instead he was staring across the desks at Eli. He had never really noticed the boy that much, but now he could barely keep his eyes off. He watched as he sharpened his pencil, blew on it, and dropped it immediately. The pencil in question rolled loudly and slowly along the wooden floor boards, under tables, in between feet, and finally came to rest at the right big toe of Jim Lake Junior.

Eli looked up in embarrassment, making eye contact with him. Jim blushed lightly, but made sure not to give anything away, simply smiling, bending down to grab the pencil and walking over to give it back. Their hands did that super cliche thing that everyone loves where they brush against eachother for a moment (How fantastically adorable ladies, gentlemen, and divine beings). Jim tried to remain calm and unsuspicious, but his brave (and some might say stupid) reflexes kicked in and he winked at the shorter boy, before sitting back down at his seat. At this point, the realisation of the situation finally sunk in.

Holy shit what in the name of Vendell did I just do?????

Toby leaned over.

"Duuuuuuuuuuuuude did you seriously just-"

"Yep."

"...."

Jim nodded.

"Wow."

Strickler cleared his throat, catching their attention. They looked up at him. His next words sent their moods crashing down.

"I need you three to bring these papers to my office."

That was their code for "there is danger nearby. Find it and destroy it before somebody sees."

Jim looked out the window to find a rather large swarm of goblins heading towards the school. Crawling over the walls, slipping through gates, setting off car alarms. There were far too many to get rid of quietly. He stood up silently, looked directly in Strickler's eye, and spoke.

"We can't take them all."

That was their code for "everyone is going to find out now. There's nothing we can do."

Strickler paused a moment, then nodded. He put down his pen, and walked to the window.

"Come along, young Atlas. There's work to be done."

"Yes sir."

Strickler punched the window, shattering it. The students gasped at the act as he jumped through. Toby got his hammer out his backpack and leapt out the window, closely followed by Claire. Just before she hit the ground, she created a portal and landed perfectly on her feet. Jim went last, reciting the incantation he had become so familiar with.

"For the glory of Merlin, daylight is mine to command!" transforming as he fell.

○○☆☆Eli's pov☆☆○○

The clang of metal armour sounded, and all the students rushed to the window, Eli at the very front with the best view of the ground.

The sight before him was proof of his latest theory. There were monsters in Arcadia. Creepers, (Hiss hiss boom amiright).  They were a lot smaller than he thought, and greener, and there were far, far, far, more than he thought, but there they were. But there was something else he hadn't even considered. There were people fighting them. Claire, Toby, Jim, even Strickler. Like, Strickler was scary, but this was a whole new level of scary. Who knew he was so good at knives? And who knew Toby had a flaming hammer? Who knew Claire had a weird black staff thing that made portals? And who knew Jim had a dope ass sword and armour that seemed to come from that amulet thing on his chest?

Wait.

Eli wrenched his sleeve up to check his shoulder. Yep, they were identical. What he thought was a strange clock, was in fact a magical object belonging to one of his classmates. The only one that was ever nice to him. Thank the internet gods it was someone nice. And strong, looking at the way he slashed the creepers with such an elegant ferocity. Like he was dancing with demons.

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Hehe. Part 3? *laughs in evil*
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