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[shesepankh]

Saturday morning sees Bella with her notebooks about magic all in her knapsack, her medallion safety-pinned by its chain to her bra just in case she trips the wrong way, waiting with Charlie for pickup for the Avalon trip.

Comments

[castmyown]

"No, but I wouldn't use something that wasn't amenable to science and amoral like the peryton ability."

[shesepankh]

"Yes, I know. Unless part of its unamenability to science involved occurring without being prompted, I suppose."

[castmyown]

"Ugh, that would be terrible. Just - doing horrific things without permission. Worst magic ever, I would want a refund."

[shesepankh]

"Maybe the random evil magic would give you a refund! From some worthy charity's pocket, no doubt, as it is evil."

[castmyown]

"In that case, no refund, I would just want the random evil magic to go away."

[shesepankh]

"It would not. It is too evil."

Leansnuggle.

[castmyown]

Darren shakes his fist. "Curse you, evil magic!"

Leansnuggle right back!

[shesepankh]

Hee hee.

Is that the Sanders house there?

[castmyown]

It is!

"So, magic lessons and then uh," Darren looks shy but happy, "our date?"

[shesepankh]

"Yes. Magic lessons till we get hungry and then we go get seafood for our date. How many of them do we have to have before the adorable shyness wears off?"

[castmyown]

"I have absolutely no idea," laughs Darren. "It might just never go away and I'll keep being adorably shy."

[shesepankh]

"Awwwww."

[morethanimaginary]

"It'll be way worse if you kiss him!" informs Savannah, calling from the house.

Apparently she has good ears.

[castmyown]

"Shoo, Savannah!" he yells back.

But he's blushing way more now.

[shesepankh]

"I do," murmurs Bella, too softly to carry, "think I might kiss you sometime today unless you materialize strenuous objections, but not with your family around."

[castmyown]

Darren giggles and grins goofily. "Not materializing any objections."

Shyly, he moves to hold her hand.

[shesepankh]

Handholding!

"So, magic lessons," she prompts gently.

[castmyown]

"Magic lesssons!" he agrees happily. He starts giving her runes.

[shesepankh]

Which she accepts happily. She has started numbering them for spreadsheet use.

[castmyown]

Good, good. Runes! Wonderful runes! Darren approves of numbering for spreadsheets, and tells her so.

[shesepankh]

"I can show you my index if you want to copy over the numbers into whatever you're using for reference so we match."

[castmyown]

"Yes please."

[shesepankh]

She flips to her index, which has mini doodles of the runes in neat columns beside numbers in Bella's excellent handwriting.

[castmyown]

Darren copies the numbers over to an index of his own, obviously much larger than Bella's, and then goes back to giving her more runes.

[shesepankh]

Yaaaaay runes!

Eventually she says, "I could totally go for some fish right about now. You?"