Things Lost and Found (a Waglington and Mianite fanfiction)

Chapter 36

All I can say about this chapter is a wild ginger appeared and hijacked it. XD Blame @Its_Lee for having Dec in her last two chapters.

*Waglington's POV*

Banishing Doughnut 2.0 and Tom took more energy than I'd thought. I drifted off while the others were still talking to me, and when I woke up, it was the next day. Someone had tucked me in, and pulled the covers back up to my chin. It was a little harder to breathe than normal, I noticed as I woke up more. When I opened my eyes, I saw why. All 25 pounds of Memento was curled up on my chest.

How do I get a sleeping cat off of me? I was now fully awake and painfully aware of the fact I hadn't used a bathroom in at least 24 hours. I tried to slide sideways out from under Memento, but he felt the motion and thought he was falling. Of course, his reaction was to bolt awake and dig his claws into his perch to catch himself. Unfortunately, I was that perch.

I'm not sure which of us yowled louder. Why Memento reacted too was beyond me; I was the one with claw marks on my chest. He got me through the quilt and my robe and shirt. At least he was off me now. He stood at the foot of the bed all fluffed out to twice his size, looking frantically around the room. What bit me?!

"What are you talking about? You're the one who dug your claws into me!" I retorted as I got out of bed, rubbing at the fresh scratches on my chest through my robe.

Memento grumbled to himself and started his morning ritual of grooming while I took care of myself. I'd have to thank my brothers for putting a shower in this house when I saw them. It even had a water heater! I was starting the water for a much needed shower when I heard the front door of the house open and someone call for me, "Waglington, is everything alright? I could hear you yell from down the street."

I didn't recognize the voice; so I quickly slipped my robe back on and poked my head into the hallway. "Hello?" A ginger haired man with worn clothing and a medical bag walked into view. Declan? When did he get here? Why wasn't he here yesterday? By the sound of things they could have used his help. I'd only really seen the Priest of Mianite during the Purges or when he was hanging out with Tom (Syndicate).

"Ah! There you are. What was all the yelling about?" The priest asked with a wide grin.

"It was nothing. I accidentally woke Memento up," I said pointing down the hall to the curious cat peeking around the door frame. Dec waved a greeting, but Memento ducked back out of view. Odd. "What brings you here?" I asked, really just wanting to get to my hot shower.

"Well, your friends called for me when you fell asleep on them yesterday and wouldn't wake up. I just finished up my business in Urulu; so here I am. Let's get started, shall we?" He said with a clap of his hands.

"What?"

"Your physical exam. Come now, off with that robe."

My face would have gone beet red if it wasn't already a dark grey. I had been about to step into the shower; my clothes were all piled on the tile floor behind me. "I-I'm not sure you're qualified. No offense. Wizards are different from your standard mortal," I stalled, trying to think of some way out of this.

"I've examined wizards in Mianite's employ multiple times; I know what I'm doing." When I still didn't leave the bathroom, Dec's gaze—and the sunlight outside—darkened. "I have priestly duties to attend to, Waglington. I suggest you don't keep me waiting," He said in a threatening tone. If there was one thing I knew about priests, it was to not make one angry.

Bollocks. "May I at least..."

Dec cut me off with a disapproving scowl. I flinched and reluctantly left the safety of the now steamy bathroom. Sucks to be you, Memento chimed in from wherever he had gone.