Game On.

Runes

Lindsay swept into the den, plopping down onto the old, battered sofa, followed by Moira. Luke took the other space on the sofa, ignoring the stink eye Lindsay was giving him. Harry and Cat took beanbags on the floor, Cat scooting as far away from Lindsay as possible.
Lindsay opened the book and started looking at the page. Harry cleared his throat. "Maybe you should read it out loud, for those of us that aren't you?"
"Provided she can read." Muttered Cat. Lindsay shot her a dark look.

"It's just a bunch of rules and stuff about some shadow-world, and some creatures that live there. Then there's these strange shape thingies." Said Lindsay, squinting at the page. "Moira, you read it."
She shoved the book to Moira. "Uh, okay." Said Moira. "Well, uh, the writings really hard to read. Those shapes are runes though. And the bit at the top is about creatures called Shadow men, and some stuff they do."
"Oh, give it here!" Cat grabbed the book, exasperated. "Not that I believe any of this..." she muttered, scanning the page.
"Okay, briefly summed up, the spell summons some magical being called a shadow man who has powers, allowing you to try and strike a bargain with it or something. Very dangerous, traps people by playing games with them, though it doesn't go into detail on that, basically just don't get into a position where you have to play.
The runes are used for the actual summoning, something about blood, that bits smudged and stuff about where to create the portal. Blah, blah, garbage and fairy tales." She smiled sweetly, in a mocking way, and handed Lindsay back the book. "That what you wanted? Can we find something real to do now?"

10 minutes later she was sitting around a chalk circle with runes drawn in the middle, mentally face-palming herself. What was worse was that Lindsay seemed to be doing some high-priestess act, and was acting even more bossy and superior than usual.
"And now," she started "I shall read out the names of the runes to activate their power." She started to read out the names of the runes, stumbling over the words and mispronouncing each one. It was painful to listen to.
Cat snapped. "Oh for gods sake!" She cried "Your saying them wrong!"
"Why do you care, huh? Your such a stick in the mud, you act all la-di-da and superior, but your not!" Screeched Lindsay, snapping as well. She shoved the book at Cat. "If you think you can do it better, then fine! Do it!"
Cat wanted to hit her. She really did. But instead she put on her most innocent smile, took the book and began to read out the runes, pronouncing each easily. Then she silently closed the book and passed it back, still smiling. The outraged look on Lindsay's face was the funniest thing she'd ever seen.

Julian soon, pinky promise!