Rituals || hoo

chapter 001

WANDA STARED AT HIM. "WHAT THE fazoodles was that?"

Percy opened his mouth and closed it.  "Uh... I believe that was a bronze mechanical bull. That I just saved you from. So yeah, I'd like it if you told me your name."

Wanda stared at him a bit more, with more intenstiy than before. "Do you really think I'll tell you my name, you weird crazy wacko? If this is a dream, it's just safer to keep my name to myself, so I should probably go now. Bye, crazy weirdo!"

Percy shrugged. "Okay, fine. Just telling you, if any other monsters come, it's completely your fault."
Wanda narrowed her eyes at him. "Sicc 'im, cats." She proceeded to walk away (like a boss). After she left, the cats surrounded Percy, growling at him furiously. Percy chuckled nervously. "Haha, nice kitties! You don't wanna attack me, do you?"

(Of course they want to attack you, idiot. Yeesh. Common sense.
Hush. He was optimistic, much unlike you.)

With a hiss, they all pounced on him as one.

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Wanda swaggered(again, like a boss) on the sidewalk, winking at everyone she passed, enjoying how they became uncomfortable under her gaze. It was a fun hobby to do to pass time before she went home- her aunt Das, her mom's sister(also her guardian-but not a very good one), would always come home late. Sometimes she didn't even come at all.

(Aunt Das always goes on these business trips to China or Japan or something wacky like that.
Or to Australia to the city Wallabonga.)

So what Wanda did was have her fun on the street then go home and watch horror movies on Netflix. Or she'd just binge eat.

(She usually does the last one more.
Obviously! Who doesn't like food?)

When she went home, she opened the living room door just to be invited (quite nicely, may I add) by the hot puff of breath that blew her hair back. The source? The bronze bull.

(Obviously the bull. I mean, what else would it be?
I don't know, maybe a vacuum cleaner?)

She closed the door, locking it from inside and smiled at the roof. "Thanks. Just great. The best way to greet me is a bronze bull to my face. Gotta admit, didn't see that one coming."
She went to the kitchen, ignoring the ramming noises the bull was now making. Opening a drawer, she found a couple of forks and spoons. She took 3 of each, making sure they weren't bendable.

(What? You never know when you might need a spoon to kill a monster twice your size.)

She also grabbed a butcher knife, string, and a lighter. She wiggled her bum a bit, straightening out. "Let's kill this bull and get money by selling it's dead body." And with that, she unlocked and reopened the door.

(She was completely unprepared though! Why'd she go?
HUSH CHILD. SHUT UP. IT IS BEST FOR ALL OF US. We can't deal with you now.)
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Wanda yelled out a strangled battle cry and stabbed the bull with a fork. The fork vibrated on the bull's metal and bent. "And I was here thinking they weren't bendable. Oh well. Change of plans!" And she jumped onto the back of the bull.

(... stupid girl.
For once, I agree.)

The bull bucked and Wanda clung to it's neck for her life, her eyes wide in terror.

(She's dead.
I hate doing this, but I agree.
Again.
Shut up.)

Suddenly, a red aura surrounded her. She fell off the bull in surprise. Suddenly, part of the red aura lifted the dumbfounded girl up, and another part shot at the bronze bull. It seeped through the bull's armor's cracks, it's eyes turning red. Suddenly the bull began malfunctioning, smoke floating out of it. Wanda felt a force push her back and cover her, as the bull suddenly exploded. Wanda stood in the midst of the explosion, but somehow she felt no heat, only increasing coolness. The fire burned down, leaving nothing but ashes and a few half-melted silverware.

Her aunt opened the house door that was surprisingly still standing and screeched when she saw the explosion's damage.

Wanda waved at her sheepishly.

"Hey there."