If Atem Lived in my Head

Atem Takes Over

      My hands are on auto pilot. I know what I'm doing. I'm good at it and I actually enjoy it but Atem watching me work is getting weird. He's got this super intense look in his eyes as he watches my hands pull thread through and tie knots and flip the fabric out of my way.

"This design is so intricate." He murmurs.

"Not really." I whisper to him. "not once you get used to it."

"Teach me." he says, a faint smile on his face as his eyes lift to mine.

"You're watching already." I stifle a laugh. I really don't need anyone thinking I'm crazy... well crazier than they already think I am. I mean my Magic already calls me locita, little crazy. I let my mind drift as I hold the fabric towards Atem so he can get a better look.

You know that feeling you get when you start to fall backwards in a chair. My mind felt like that and then I felt nothing and then I was looking at Atem in my dress, with my sewing needle in his hand and his spikey tricolored hair.

"Um..." I stare at him, he stares at me with equal confusion.

"How did..." I try again.

"I don't know." He says looking down at himself and then back to me.

"It would seem you've allowed me to take over."

"No I did—" I'm falling again.

"dn't" and then I'm not and then I'm looking at Atem perched on the table and me in the chair.

"Mini." Magic says my name, I look to her and she's looking at me as if I were crazy. "what's wrong?" she asks me.

"nothing." I give myself a slight shake and smile at her "I was just thinking and I accidently finished thinking out loud."

"Mini." Magic clicks her tongue playfully and shakes her head "you are locita, you know that?"

"Yeees." I smile. I can hear Atem chuckling to himself but I don't pay him any attention.

"Locita..." Magic laughs going back to sew her dress. I hide behind my dress and glower at Atem.

"What the heck was that?" I growl at him.

"Proof you are meant to help me." He smiles smugly.

"What is that supposed to mean?" I demand.

"Only one who is truly meant to have this puzzle would be able to share their body with me." he smiles as if he just won an argument. My cheeks turn red.

"Excuse me." I bite out "share my body with you?"

the smile vanishes from his face and his cheeks turn crimson. He drops his eyes and crosses his arms trying to regain some composure.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean like that. I only meant that I can take over if you need me to for any reason." He doesn't look at me.

"I won't." I go back to my sewing.

"I didn't mean to upset you." He murmurs softly.

"right." I bite out bitterly. "Just leave me alone."

"as you wish." He bows his head slightly and then he is gone.

Good. I think I'm better off without him