Legend of the Seven Lights

B-4. Rotten Cream (OPTIONAL)

Definitely one of the shorter chapters in this story; but who can really complain, when chapters will get so much longer later. XP This takes place during Chapter 9 of Lights. (This chapter is optional.)

Chapter B-4: Rotten Cream

Orchid Bay Mall

Facilier parked his car in an open space before he, Wendy, and Carla entered the mall. "Mister Facilier, can we buy some new clothes while we're here?" Wendy asked bubbly.

"How many clothes can you have, Child?" Carla questioned.

"Not just for me, for you!" Wendy grinned. "You need more fashion, Carla!"

"I am not a crazy schoolgirl. I am perfectly fine with my current outfits and nothing-" They walked by a window advertising 'Clothes For Cats.' Carla pressed her paws and face against it. Tiny shirts and shorts, tiny skirts, tiny ties, tiny bikinis, all cute and fit for her size. "My, those look lovely."

"Aha, there they are!" Facilier beamed. "SONNY! DONNA!" He waved.

"WHERE?" the distant twins looked around. They spotted each other next to each other. "SIBLIIING!" They hugged.

Facilier, Wendy, and Carla went to join the twins. "Hey, where's Carla?" Sonny looked around.

"I'm right here." Carla said.

"I don't see her, Sonny!" Donna looked.

"Wow. You really are invisible, Carla." Wendy deduced.

"I wouldn't consider these two proof. Sigh, but if I am, at least you can see me, Child."

"So did you find it?" Facilier asked.

"Yeah, we did!" Sonny danced. "We showed them around! The first guy was like 'Uhhhhh.'"

"The second one was like 'DUUUUUHHH.'" Donna danced.

"Then after about 10 or 12 'Dummy-whats'..."

"WE FOUND IT!" Both excitedly pointed to a second-floor store labeled GOTHICS GALORE.

"Now's the chance to say that's obvious, Charles." Facilier remarked as he led them to the escalator. ("Why do you keep calling me that.")

Gothics Galore reeked of a scent that ruined Wendy and Carla's noses, possibly a perfume goths would wear. The woman running the stand was slim and had brownish-black hair with some colored strands, tied in two balls. She was smoothing her black nails when the group arrived, especially taking notice of the Shadow Man and winged cat. "You guys look the real deal." She put her file down and turned to them. Her nametag read Tasha.

"Good morning, Miss." Facilier grinned coolly and showed his own card. "This child here is a Little Wiz, so we're looking to get hitched up."

Tasha looked at Wendy, and her glare made the girl back up shyly. "She looks like a twerp. Are you sure she's old enough?"

"She turned 11 back in February, she's a registered Hogwarts student! Come on, she knows not to use it, just show us the good stuff!"

"Fine." Making sure no one else was in the store, Tasha opened a compartment under the scalp of a mannequin skull on her desk. She pushed the button, sealing the shop with a garage door. The walls and shelves flipped, revealing undersides with rows and rows of wands, spell books, and magic charms.

Tasha's own glass desk sunk and came up with a collection of wands. "Any wand you could ever ask. Take your pick."

Wendy was highly intrigued. They were all cool-looking wands. She first took a smooth, black one labeled 'Raven's Beak.' She flicked the wand: a storm of hidden fireworks sprouted out of the walls and floors, exploding everywhere and creating colorful clouds. Tasha casually put out the flames with an extinguisher. "Try another one."