Eye of the Coven: Season 2

Season 2, Episode 8: Listen Closely, Ignore Me Not

BANDIT

On Friday morning, Bandit stands next to Bones on one side of the cauldron in the kitchen off the Great Hall, Ephraim on the other. They're trying a locator spell for Faith that Ephraim said will definitely work since it seemed to work with his dad two months ago. Bandit has stopped telling the two of them that they're wasting their time on it. Knowing Prudence, she probably put a protection charm on her so that none of them will know where the hell she's keeping Faith. The longer Bandit stays here at the school, the longer she realizes that Prudence might not be the best person to be running this school. Putting a memory loss spell on the students, hiding someone that's been brought back from the dead, keeping those protective stones she gave to Minx all to herself until her last resort. And what about storing Jade in that solitary confinement space? That can't be ethical.

"All right, now we wait." Ephraim instructs, staring at the wax paper he and Bo are stretching out over the steaming cauldron.

"I'm telling you, Faith most likely has a charm on her." Bandit reiterates. "You're not going to find her."

"Can't you just have a little bit of faith?" Ephraim glances up at her. "No pun intended."

"Not when it comes to this stuff, no." Bandit says dryly before nudging her brother. "By the way, Desmond is coming over for the holiday."

Bones snaps his attention to the side to look at her. "What? Why?"

"Because I invited him." Bandit knows right away that he's annoyed with the company. She should've known he would be. She considers herself to be somewhat of a hermit but Bones is a whole other story. "His parents want to spend it with themselves-- which is incredibly selfish in my opinion-- so I did what the honorable friend would do and I told him that he could come to our place. It's not like we do anything big anyway."

"I hate when people come over." Bones pouts, staring down at the blank wax paper.

"We've never even had anyone over for Yule." Bandit reminds him.

"Yeah, exactly. Why start now?" Bo flickers his eyes at her but doesn't turn his head again. "I don't even know the dude."

"He's kind of nerdy." Ephraim chimes in.

"He is not!" Bandit protests.

"I have linguistics with him." Ephraim lowers his side of the paper so more steam hits the bottom at full force. "He raises his hand every two seconds to answer shit."

"He's smart. And there's nothing wrong with being smart." Bandit tells him before looking back at her brother. "Are you really annoyed about this?"

"Yes, and I will remain annoyed until I probably get to spend time with the dude." Bones glances back at her. "Don't go finding soulmates here."

Bandit stifles a laugh, nearly tossing her head back at the joke. "Who said anything about soulmates? I'm not even dating him."

"I'm just saying that everyone in this Hell forsaken place isn't who they say they are." Bones tugs at his end of the paper, his expression impatient as it reaches Ephraim. "Dude, this isn't working."

"I don't know why." Ephraim tugs at his end, too.

"I already told you guys like, thirty times and neither one of you wanted to listen." Bandit sighs. "You're not going to find Faith unless you ask Prudence yourself. Ephraim, you're good with controlling minds. Why don't you go force her into telling you?"

"Yeah, let me just do that and get myself in even more trouble than I've been in for the last few months." Ephraim says sarcastically.

"Okay, well if locator spells won't work, then what?" Bones lets Ephraim take the wax paper away. "I don't really know where we go from here."