Saph: I am strong! I beat Koda at arm wrestling!
Char: Anyone can beat Koda at arm wrestling!
Koda : Hey-
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also btw I changed my mom's name in this story to Juliette bc I'm sprinkling little tidbits of my fantasy series throughout this- for example, Saph is gonna have two moms named Eerie and Divine and Koda is gonna have a non-binary parent named Alex like in my book
I have said it before I will say it again- COMMENT! I have fun doing this and I like to be kept motivated by your guys' comments
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Carmen fanned out her cards in her hand. Ollie was also very much prepared. "Watch closely, Char." Carmen instructed. "Hexes Hold 'em is the most tricky game on the Boiling Isles. Any proper witch knows how to play."
"Oh, boy, cards! The paper rectangles that old people think are fun!"
Insert the cards fighting. I don't know man, I am tired. Short story even shorter, Mama Carmen won.
Ollie angrily hooted. "Woo! I win! In your adorable owl face!" She got up real close and personal. "Ah, I love the feeling of victory. It feels..fluffy?" Carmen thought for a second. "Uh, Carmen, it's happening again." Char said, worriedly.
"What's happening again?"
"Your curse is returning!"
"Ah!"
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Carmen opened up a trunk. "Oh, boy. This is horrible. I'm out of elixir." She picked up an empty bottle. "The last time this happened you turned into this thing." Char held up her phone with her wondrous picture of the owl beast.
"I know I should be repulsed but that look is fierce."
"Carmen!"
"You're right, you're right." Carmen relented. "We need to head to the market." "Market!" Char, exclaimed fists in the air. "I'm gonna steal everything that's not nailed down!" King proclaimed, like any good child would.
"Before we go, would anyone like to play one more hand of Hexes Hold'em?" They patted their pocket to feel a sufficient lack of cards. "Hey, where are my cards?" A few feet away, Char handed the cards to Ollie and whispered "Take these and fly ahead. She'll have to follow us."
He did as he was told, Carmen gunning after him. "Ollie, you sore loser, give me back my cards!"
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Into Bonesborough we go to everyone's favorite: Morton. "Hey, open up, Morton!" Carmen shouted. "Uh, just a minute!" He called back. Char, from her wonderful vantage point that is a bench, said "Is there anything better than people watching in the demon realm?" She gestured to an egg/bus thing and Tinella Nosa struggling to catch up.
"The curse of tiny legs."
"I know the pain."
A witch stomped forward, followed by two others, who had tied down a much larger demon onto a wagon/cart thing. "Woah! That is one ominous parade." Char said, pointing in it's direction. "That's no parade. Those are demon hunters." Carmen explained. "Dangerous nomads who capture and sell the most powerful beasts." She went back to banging on Morton's window. "Which I'm about to become if you don't open up, Morton!"
"Sorry, Carmen." Morton apologized, pushing up his window. "I was up all night poison tasting. For some reason, I don't feel so good." Okay, Peter Parker. "I'm all outta my juice pal." The brunette said, handing him her empty elixir. "Oh, gee. Let me see what I can do." He disappeared under the counter.
