Apiston family tree

In trouble big time

Miss Peregrine sat me on a stool as she sat on her bed. She sighed and immediately I know I was in for a long, boring talk. I braced myself and stared at her intensely. I began to smile, but her face was a frown, so I dropped that catty act. "You know very well you are not allowed out of this house without permission. You are also not allowed out of this house before nine o'clock. You also are not allowed to pass through the time loop. You were out for three hours. Any longer, and time would catch up. Do you know what would of happened if time had caught up with you?" I thought for a second. "I would be... Elderly?" I answered. Miss Peregrine sighed. "You would most likely die from the sudden change of age and lack of knowledge from the outside world. Now, usually, after about ten minutes, time should catch up. It would appear that your aging was two hours fifty minutes late. Even then, you had no aging. Tell me, what exactly is your peculiarity?" I was rather surprised by this and thought for a second. "I can heal people and I can understand animal languages and can turn any part of my body into that of an animals." I explained. "And?" "And what?" Miss Peregrine laughed slightly. "How could you not know? Your an Ymbryne!" I stared at her. "No I'm not, or I wouldn't have other peculiaritys about me." Miss Peregrine shook her head. "You are Asyliss. That means you are an Ymbryne with other peculiar powers. They are extremely rare and given the birth to one can make you extremely powerful. The last time an Asyliss was born is dated all the way back to 8th June 1234. Your birth must not have been recognised. Or the transition to becoming an Asyliss has only just awoken with your trip to 2017." I nodded solemnly, though I had no idea what that meant exactly.

After some more stuff about Asyliss, Miss Peregrine decided to punish me for my behaviour. "You will be grounded for the next three months for potentially blowing our cover for those who wish to take our unique skills, or to sell to those who find the unnatural of us useful. You will also take over Enoch's Monday chores and Emma's Thursday chores. And finally, you will not be allowed to participate in anything unless I say. Now, I suggest you start your new chores list." She handed me a piece of square paper with a long list of things I have to do. There were about twenty things to do on there. I sighed and picked the first one: Make fruit scones for Claire and Olives tea party.

I felt a tap on my shoulder as I mixed in the cranberries in the mixture. I turned to see Victor. "What you up to?" He asked. "Just finishing these scones for Claire and Olive. I just got a new list of chores to do after." I showed him the list. "Wow, someone's in big trouble! What did you do?" "I went through a time loop at five in the morning and stayed there for three and a half hours." Victor laughed. "Someone's a naughty little girl, ain't ya!" "I'm not a little girl." Victor laughed some more and began to help me with the scones.

After half an hour, we had made thirty scones. There were ten cranberry scones, ten raison and sultana scones, and ten raspberry and blackberry scones. "I need to take these to Olive and Claire. Do you know where they are?" I asked. Victor shrugged. "I passed Olives room on my way down and I heard laughing so I'm guessing their in there." I nodded and followed Victor towards the sound of two laughing girls. I gently pushed the door open and held out the tray. "Miss Peregrine told me to make these for your tea party." I said and placed the tray in the floor. Almost immediately, Olive and Claire began stuffing their faces, muttering thanks between each mouthful. I laughed and then me and Victor left.

"I like you, Ariana. Its nice to know you." He said, pushing a strand of loose hair behind my ear and walking away. I wasn't sure what the make of that, so after a few minutes of simply staring into space, I went back to my chores list and ticked off the first one. Next came: Teach Emma how to swing dance. I reread it about thirty times before my brain fully processed what I was supposed to do. Teach Emma how to swing dance?! How very peculiar! Either way, I went to find Emma. Truthfully, I had never swing danced in my life, but I guess all you really do is swing and throw yourself around the garden.