Ch. 5- You do Know How to Take Care of Puppies, Right?
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Angeline's P.O.V.
I was in my room really early in the morning playing Scrabble on my bed with Ramona when it happened. As I felt the familiar pull of a godchild, I said, "Ramona, that idiot better have an explanation as to why he is summoning me at 3:00 a.m. I'm really not in the mood to grant wishes." After I said that, I found myself back in Eddie's bedroom. Eddie was lounging on a gold, furry pillow, looking solemn. I cleared my throat loudly. Eddie looked startled. Then he blushed. The popular, arrogant Eddie Miller blushing? There is something weird going on with him, I was sure of it.
I crossed my arms and gave him a stern look. "What do you want now?" I asked sternly.
"How'd you get into my room again?" he questioned.
"You summon me automatically whenever you want something really badly. So, what did you want?" I scowled.
He blushed again. "Um, well, how do you take care of puppies?" he stuttered out. It was then that I realised that the gold, furry pillow was actually the puppy he wished for.
I gave him a look that plainly said, how dare you interrupt my quality time to ask me questions about puppies? I scowled once more before flicking my wrist in a rapid motion. Everytime I did, a new puppy care item would appear. Dog food, dog bowls, dog beds, pooper scoopers, you name it, appeared out of thin air. I made sure to make the items poofed right above him, making most of them fall on his head.
"Ow!" he exclaimed when I poofed up the last item, which so happened to be a thick volume dedicated to caring for puppies. I looked at him. The items which I summoned up buried him up to his neck.
"So, what did you say the puppy's name was?" I asked him, none too politely.
He chuckled. "I didn't name it anything yet. What's its gender?" He asked.
I used my magic to do a brief body scan on the animal. "It's a she," I answered.
"Perfect," he exclaimed happily. "I'll name her Brutus!" I didn't even get a chance to tell him off for naming a female puppy Brutus, because my phone started playing I'm Elmo and I Know it.
I ignored his snickers as I picked up my phone. I looked at the screen to read the flashing name: Madame Grouchyfairy. I sighed as I picked it up and said, "Yello?"
I held my phone as far away as I could from me because Madame Fleur's enchanted voice started peeling my speakers away from my phone. "OH MON DIEU VOUS IDIOT vous tromper EXCUSE PAUVRES POUR UNE FÉE je devrais peau que vous ALIVE! WHAT DID YOU DO TO ZE OFFICE! IT LOOKED AZ THOUGH SOMEONE VOZ TRASHING IT!"
"Madame, I didn't do anything-" I was cut off by a large pop! Madame Fleur had just poofed right into Eddie's room. It was no surprise that Eddie was drooling all over her, even when Madame Fleur's perfect golden tresses were disheveled and her ocean blue eyes were overcome by flames of rage. He probably thought that Fleur was only in her early twenties, even though I knew for a fact that she was 119 years old.
"Who did you szet up to trash my offeece? I know you are behind all of thees, vot izz it called, shit," She fumed, her head smoking again.
"No, seriously, I didn't do anthi-" I didn't get a chance to finish due to her putting a firm pinch on my earlobe and poofing me right out of Eddie's room. We landed in her office. I gaped. It definitely did not look like an office anymore. It had papers strewn around, chairs overturned, and Fleur's big bookshelf filled with Fae history overturned. It was then that I realised that something was fishy.
If you didn't realize yet, I do have enhanced senses which I use quite a lot. But the thing is, fairies usually don't have enhanced senses. They usually have normal human senses. Me and Ella are the only ones with enhanced senses. We didn't tell anybody though. Not even mom.
So, my enhanced sense of smell picked up a weird scent. It smelled so weird, it made me want to sneeze. I held my breath as I followed the lingering odor until I reached a pile of pink, glittery powder. I did a quick substance scan over it. "Fairy dust," I reported to Madame Fleur. "Pesky fairies have been messing up this office."
"She looked confused. "But why?" she asked.
I sighed and grumbled, "Your problem, not mine."
We both poofed back into Eddie's spacious room. "Why, hello ladies," he said smoothly. My signature scowl returned back onto my face. "Why don't you look lovely today," He adressed Madame.
To my surprise, she actually giggled. "Why thank you, Miszter..."
"Edward," he replied. What's with all of the formalities? My thoughts were cut off when Eddie said, "Is there anything I can treat this lovely lady to down in the kitchen?" He smirked.
"Vhy sure," Fleur said, blushing. Thy both exited the room together, completely forgetting about me.
I felt a soft, warm item gently nudge my hand. I looked down at Eddie's puppy. I just sighed as the tiny creature whimpered. I gently rubbed her delicate head. Just before I poofed back home, I said, "Well Brutus, it's only you and me against the world."
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Chapter four is up, all my little minions! Please:
-Vote if you want wings
-Comment what prank you would like to pull on Madame Fleur if you could
-Fan if you would use Angeline's magic for evil!! (Insert evil laugh here)
Spoiler: Angeline and Ella have a reason for their enhanced senses that will be revealed in later chapters....
Also, keep an eye out for Trey. He'll become a pretty big character later on in the book!
Anyways, since this is exam week, I have a huge test and I really should be studying, but what the heck, live a little!
Unicorns.......... Grr. I will kill all of you soon enough........ D-:{
Peace, love, and huckleberry pie,
Crystal (Your master)
P.S.- First person who isn't too lazy to look up what Madame Fleur yelled at Angeline in French and posts what she said in English gets a shoutout!!

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