Wednesday, July 24, 2019

Chapter 3.18 - Insert Plot Device Here


“I feel like I’m always asking you this, but… can you please just explain to me what’s going on?”



Maxwell winced. “I knew the potion wouldn’t work.”

Amanda took a deep breath. “Then why did you ask me to make it?”

“It was… a sort of a last ditch attempt to convince myself that there’s only one option.”




“And what is that option?”



Maxwell closed his eyes. “Amanda, I need you to say my name.”

“Maxwell. Are we done?”

“No, I need you to say my true name.”




“What would that do to you?”



“If you said it? It would remove all of the previous bonds of fealty I owe to the Court.”



“But that’s not all, is it?”



“No. It would also strip me of all my power. It would make me… human.”



“Then I refuse.”



“Why? Amanda, this would solve all of your problems. Using my name would give you the sort of power that means the king wouldn’t want to take you - he doesn’t want his pets to be able to threaten him. And it would get me out of his sphere of influence forever. It would remove this curse on me.”

“Wait, what curse?”

“It’s a very long story. Basically, it’s the reason I can’t show myself to other humans. But if you used my name, all of that would be over.”




Amanda just shook her head. “Maxwell, I can’t. I don’t think you understand.”



“I definitely don’t understand. Why not use my name and solve all of our problems at once? There’s no way this plan could cost you anything!”



“This isn’t about me, it’s about you! I don’t know what you feel about me, but I care about you. You’ve been around my entire life, and this whole time I’ve known that you would be around long after I was gone. I can’t take that away from you! If I make you mortal, I’m ensuring that you die!”



He stared at her. “Do you really care about me that much?”



“Maxwell, I don’t know why you always assume that I’m not capable of selflessness. Believe it or not, I’d do it for anyone.” But yes, she silently answered, I do care that much.


He shook his head. “Amanda, please. Believe me. I want to do this.”

“I can’t. Not when I don’t think you really understand the consequences.”

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“Are you ready for this?”




Willow grinned. “I think I should be asking you that question. I’ve been doing this a lot longer than you.”



“Hey, I’m relying on natural talent to carry me through.”



“And I think between the two of us, I’ve got a lot more pent-up anger.”

He smiled sweetly at her. “Well, I’m a pretty safe target. So bring it on.”




Willow took a deep breath to center herself and moved into her ready position.



Then she went on the attack. Conor met her strike for strike, but she had been right in saying that she had more bottled aggression than he did. She won their spar handily.


He congratulated her as they stepping out of the sparring area. “Great job. We should do this more often.”

“Sure. But now that you’ve taken up Sim Fu, you know what this means…”

He turned to her. “As soon as we graduate, I’ll take you everywhere.”

“Everywhere?”

“I promise.”

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“So, what did you want to talk to me about? More song ideas? Because Moon Mad was inspired, I have to say.”



“No, it’s… there’s this girl.”

Jasmin stiffened, visibly shocked. “A girl? Why did you want to talk to me about it?”


Felix gave her a funny look. “Because you’re my best friend! And my only friend who’s a girl.”



“Yeah, but you have three sisters.”

“But none of them know her.”

“And I do?”




He paused, blushing a little. “It’s Marissa.”



“Marissa? Marissa Carter?”

“Yeah.”

“You and Marissa?”




“What’s wrong with that?”



Jasmin sighed. “Felix, I don’t think Marissa’s ever had a boyfriend for longer than a week.”

“And?”

“And you are firmly in the commitment camp.”




“Maybe I could be the one to change her mind about relationships. Maybe she’s just picky.”



Jasmin frowned. “I still don’t like it, but I’ll give you this: if anyone can do it, it’s you.”

“Thanks for the support, Jas.”

Jasmin watched him leave, feeling… disappointed. By now, she knew perfectly well that Felix wasn’t interested in her. But did it have to be Marissa?

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Serena stood in front of the house, feeling uncharacteristically nervous. But to be fair, she was so far out of her comfort zone that she might as well be on another planet.

Somehow she managed to dredge up the courage to knock on the door.




“I’m so glad you came.”

Author's Note: I just realized that I have a disproportionate number of pictures of Odessa walking through doors. I have at least three or four, and I think I have maybe two other pictures of anyone else walking through a door. It's weird. Anyway, no birthday pictures this chapter! I think this is the first since... chapter 8? That's ten chapters in a row with at least one birthday, but we're all done for this generation, at least. Next chapter: there is actual interaction between siblings!

Chapter 3.17 - Lives and Lies


“Look, I just think it’s a bad idea.”

“And why do you say that?”

“I don’t know, common sense?”



“You think I don’t have common sense?”

“No, but I think that you’re more trusting than most people.”

“You mean I’m naive.”



“Not really…”


“I’m not stupid, Alphonse.”


“I never said you were!”


“Yeah, but you think it, don’t you? You think I’m stupid all the time. Maybe I want to be able to play hopscotch sometimes without having to deal with your judgement!”


“What does that have to do with anything? I’m just saying that it seems like a bad idea to go and meet this really shady woman claiming to be your mother, alone, at night. Doesn’t it sound like a recipe for disaster?”

“Maybe, but I think I’m curious enough to risk it.”

“Please, Serena. I’m begging you here. Please don’t go see this woman without at least talking it through with your parents first.”

Serena’s jaw tightened. “Fine.”

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“Welcome, everyone, to the first official practice of… actually, what are we calling ourselves? Well, we can figure that out later. We’re an actual band, can you believe it?”


Jasmin raised one eyebrow. “What I can’t believe is how excited you are about this. We haven’t even practiced yet.”


“Hey, don’t disrupt his energy flow like that. If he wants to be excited, let him be excited.”

“Thank you, Conor. I think I have every reason to be excited about this. So, let’s get jamming!”


The final member of their band frowned. “What are we actually going to play? Because I never really got the impression that any of us have the same style of music.”

Felix thought about it for a second. “How about we start with Into the Night, move on to Outdoors Boy, then Never Again, and finish up with Keep on Raining.”

“That’s an eclectic mix.”

“But that way everyone’s happy, right?”



So they played, and to everyone’s shock, they sounded really good. Like… really good.


After they’d finished, Jasmin shook her head. “How do you do it, Felix? How do you make things work that should have failed before they even started?”

Conor nodded. “You must have been an actual saint in a past life to be working on that kind of good karma, man.”

He shrugged. “I guess I’m just lucky like that.” He was clearly uncomfortable with this line of questioning, so he moved on. “What are we going to name our band, though?”

“Nine Lives.”

“I like it… but why?”

Jasmin grinned. “Because cats always land on their feet.”

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“Um… Mom?”


Madeline turned around, surprised. “Willow? What is it? Is something wrong?”


“Not really, I just wanted to talk to you.”

“Okay… what about?”

“Family.”



“That’s a broad topic.”



“It’s just… I feel like we’re not really a family. Like, we’re all connected by blood, sure, but we don’t come to each other when we have problems. We don’t support each other. We don’t even talk to each other most of the time!”


“... And what, exactly, do you want me to do about that?”


“We could at least spend more time together as a family. You could make that happen.”



“Do you really want that cutting into your training time? Or Jonah’s chess time, or Amanda’s writing time, or Felix’s music time?”


“I wouldn’t mind if it meant we were more of a family.”


“We might not be your kind of family, but we are a family nonetheless. If you can get one of your siblings to agree with you, maybe I’ll change my mind. But until then…”


“You don’t think there’s anything wrong.”

“I think if there’s a problem, it’s with you.”

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“Forgive my skepticism.”


“I get it, but Jonah, you have to believe me.”


“I really don’t, though.”


“Look, I know you think I’m crazy, but I’m your sister. You have to at least give this one shot, right?”


“Fine. One try.”

“Thank you.”


Amanda then turned to Maxwell. “Are you sure this will work?”


“It’s our best shot.”


“You should know that I only believe you because I know you can’t lie.”


“You’re really not helping your credibility, sis.”

“You knew what you were getting into.”

“Look, can you just be quiet?”

After a while, Jonah finally turned around. “Not knowing anything about how to make imaginary people tangible, this is the best I got.”



Amanda looked at Maxwell, who looked shocked. “It’s actually the right one. I wasn’t expecting him to be able to make it, but that’s it!”

Amanda took the potion and handed it to Maxwell.

Jonah’s eyes widened seeing his potion float in midair. “Holy Plumbob, there’s actually something there!”


Maxwell rolled his eyes and downed the potion. Sparkles shot out from everywhere, and when they were finished, Amanda looked excitedly at Jonah. “Did it work?”


He frowned and shook his head. “I’m sorry, I still don’t see anything.”


Maxwell rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, Amanda, there’s something I should probably tell you…”

Author's Note: One more chapter down! I'm going to try to churn them out as fast as possible, because I'd love to get the heir poll out today. So with any luck I'll have another one (or two) within a few hours. No pressure, though, because once the heir poll is out you'll have a whole week to get caught up with everything. 


Felix is now a hopeless romantic. Next chapter: a lot of exposition and a little bit of foreshadowing!