Ham bounded back into the room. "Guys! I just heard.. " Will and Bella were gone. Ham looked around him, disappointed. "Oh."
Scout, left unceremoniously behind, was pleased to talk to him. Also, now that he was back in the room, Hamilton noticed that Will's take on the feng shui principles Ham had patiently explained to him, was pretty screwy. Will had got the permission to set up a minor fire hazard, based on Ham's word to his dad, but what he had done next was all wrong. Scout was shocked to hear about Will's mistake, and the two of them decided to put things right. Will was gonna be so pleased. Humming quietly to himself, Hamilton showed Scout how to rearrange the petty altar. Will would be happier if it were in the corner over there, near the football pennant.
They had a thoughtful and productive quarter hour, until the reassembled altar began to make this weird noise. At once, Jake appeared in the room.
"There's something threatening you" she said sharply.
"Another foxy chick" Scout said, impressed.
She squinted at him. "What?"
The altar exploded.
"Wow" said Scout, channeling his inner Keanu.
"What have you done?" Jake asked, uneasily studying the wisps of smoke rising from the shreds of altar and gathering slowly into some kind of quadruped shape. "I told you, Hamilton, never to mess with magic again."
"I was tidying" Ham protested. "What is that?"
"It's a Baskerville."
"I like dogs" Ham said, still hopefull.
A soft snarl bubbled at the threshold of their hearing.
"It's not exactly a dog, Ham."
"It's got actual fire in it's eye sockets" observed Scout.
Good. Here was a human who could see a perfectly obvious threat when it was slap in front of him. Jake nodded.
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