Charming the heart of a man is a lot more difficult than it sounds. Especially when it's already bewitched by somebody else - literally!
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All that former witch-in-training Avalon wanted was a simple job to get her life back on track and forget abo...
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"How about here?" Avalon asked, balancing the picture frame in her hands as she leant it against the wall. They were in her room and Avalon was busy with unpacking her stuff. Currently, she was trying to figure out the perfect place on the wall to hang up a portrait.
Admittedly, the thing looked like a cheesy, senseless New Age painting. If you didn't know the meaning of it. It showed three women wearing white gowns in front of a dark blue background: the Maiden on the left, the Mother in the middle, and the Crone on the right. These three women represented the Goddesses of the Moon; the Pagan version of the Holy Trinity Christians liked to worship.
"A bit more to the left," Zelo said from the bed, still unmade from her first night spent in the new home. She did as told. "Perfect!"
Avalon sighed in relief and set the frame on the floor against the wall. While she was busy hitting the nail into the wall, Zelo cackled at her. "I don't get why you do those petty things the human way," he said. "When you have the power to just make it stick to the wall."
"Because that would be the easy way and I'm not going to talk with you about this again," Avalon said.
She hung up the picture and took a few steps back, her knees coming into contact with the bed behind her. She nodded happily at the frame and plopped down onto the mattress, crossing her arms over her chest. Then she glanced around the room in contemplation. All her stuff was finally stored into every available place. Well, all except for her witch stuff which she'd stuck into the empty space under her bed. She would need to lift the mattress to get to it because the bed frame left no access to the space underneath from the sides. But at least that way Davi wouldn't be able to get his fingers on it by accident.
Her attention returned to the cat next to her. She frowned, saying, "You know, there's something I wanted to ask you ever since yesterday. But you were conveniently not to be found until this morning, so... what was yesterday all about? You know? The way you acted around Neymar?"
A whine escaped Zelo's cat-snout. "I couldn't help it, all right?" He sat up and extended his front paws away from him, butt and tail in the air as he stretched his back. Then he sat on his hind legs and gave her a contemptuous look. "He stinks! Or, to be more precise, that love spell on him stinks. It's unbearable to my sensitive nose!"
Avalon frowned. That was odd. And so not what her past experience led her to believe. "Hm. I thought love spells smell like rainbows and roses and shit like that."
Zelo scoffed. "Only if rainbows and roses smell like last week's garbage."
The eyebrow with the ring lifted. "Can't be worse than Brigitta's scratch tree." They both glanced toward the corner of the room where the pink monstrosity had managed to move in with them. "I do still owe you a new one. Blue and grey, right? I'll ask Gil about a pet shop in Castelldefels."
Contrary to what she'd thought his reaction would be to the presumably good news, Zelo only studied her for a moment. Then he asked, "Is this going to be a pattern?"
