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The Loneliness of the Dark Minions: the Setup

It is raining here in Camp Hill, this Forth of July, but that won’t keep the die hards from blowing off their fireworks later today, and maybe blowing off a finger or two in the process.  These videos serve to remind us that there’s not a lot of difference between the backyard collection you’ve got sitting in a cardboard box and a FAE kicked out the back of a C-130, and that you should always use caution when lighting off your explosives.

I keep a safe distance from my stuff, but I always tend to go big . . .

I keep a safe distance from my stuff, but then I tend to go big . . .

In my fictional universe there are no fireworks, at least not today.  It is, however, the day after Wednesday’s discussion with my kids, and if it’s Wednesday after B Level Wednesday, that means it’s Thursday morning B Level Sorcery, and guess who’s playing minion this morning . . .

 

(All excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Two: B For Bewitching, copyright 2015 by Cassidy Frazee)

They were only ninety minutes into B Level Sorcery, and Annie was feeling as if the class were about to explode. She recognized the reason for the tension, and a possible source for the detonation. Her concern was whether or not the situation could be defused.

The reason had begun the week before, when Helena began teaching the basics of Cold Fire, its creation, its use, and its misuse. While Annie had found Cold Fire to be a simple spell, she’d watched most of the students affecting various stages of confusion. The confusion turned to eye rolling the moment she informed them that they needn’t worry, because in the next class they’d get help for their lab . . .

When Helena stopped them as they were leaving the Dining Hall on their way to the Witch House and said she wanted to speak with them, Annie knew they were about to be asked to do something beyond acting as lab minions for the day. She was right: as soon as everyone was in their seats Helena called Kerry and her to the front of the class so they could demonstrate how easy it was to create Cold Fire. Anne produced her floating ball of blue fire without any problems, as did Kerry, and while Professor Lovecraft used this as proof that they’d be able to help anyone having issues trying to craft the spell, Annie knew no one would ask for help, for she saw that refusal on the faces of their fellow students.

During their before-class discussion Helena told them to be as unobtrusive as possible and help only if they were asked, and that was exactly what Kerry and she did, wandering about the classroom and examining the progress of the others. The professor informed them that she didn’t expect anyone to get the spell right, since she normally didn’t get serious about the Cold Fire spell until after C Level Yule holiday, but Annie saw a few students who appeared to almost create a small fire in the shielded dishes they were told to used as the focus point for their spells. For these levelmates Annie wanted to offer her services, but did as Helena requested and remained silent.

 

When Annie is having a bad feeling, it’s probably not going to be a good day.  Kerry might say her spidey senses are tingling, but he’d listen to her every word on the subject because he trusts her judgment completely.  Which is probably why . . .

 

Kerry slipped up beside her and nodded towards their seats in the far front of the room. As they moved in front of them Annie threw up a small privacy spell so they wouldn’t be overheard by the rest of the class. “Yes?”

He looked at Annie with some concern. “How you feeling?”

She snorted. “Bored. I want something to do besides watch everyone doing . . .”

“Nothing?” He looked past her shoulder towards the other students. “I know what you mean. I don’t want to watch everyone failing.” Kerry’s left fingers glided surreptitiously along Annie’s left arm. “I’ve gotten too use to seeing someone succeed all the time.”

“Not all the time.” She peeked towards Helena’s desk, where the Head Sorceress sat stone still. “I wonder if she’s taking a nap.”

“She doesn’t seem all that interested in what’s happening in class today, that’s for certain—”

“More interested than you might believe.” Helena stood and stretched as everyone in the class stopped whatever they were doing and looked towards the front of the room. “Since you’re all looking this way, that means I have your attention. I have ‘sorceress business’ to do, so—” She glanced in Annie’s and Kerry’s direction. “—the minions are in charge.” She waved open the door. “Back in a bit.” As soon as she was in the hallway the classroom door slammed shut.

 

So The Mistress of All Things Dark just ups and blows town, ’cause she had to perhaps use the bathroom?  Whatever.  I does seem like she’s setting up the kids–maybe she expects to return and find the Salem B Levels have received a true practical demonstration of Cold Fire–

And then Acts Two and Three can just be Annie and Kerry rotting away in jail for the rest of their lives.  That would certainly reduce how much I need to write in the future.

And then Acts Two and Three can just be Annie and Kerry rotting away in jail for the rest of their lives. That would certainly reduce how much I need to write in the future.

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4 thoughts on “The Loneliness of the Dark Minions: the Setup

  1. We like to get packets of those little snappers with the rock salt and black powder wrapped in tiny pieces of tissue paper but in addition to throwing them at each other we spread them out in the street–like a hundred of them–and hoot & holler when people drive over them and it sounds like bubble wrap getting popped. I know: simple pleasures for the simple-minded, but we do what we can.

  2. Methinks these B Level students feel resentment and jealousy. perhaps theyre thinking these two feel superior, and it does not help that Annie, especially Annie , des not mingle with them, like she’s above them all. Kerry I think is friendlier. towards his level-mates. Annie is the Prncess and only deals with adults and Kerry. Annie is too tightly entertwined with Kerry. She should loosen up a little. Her classmates would welcoime assistance normally. That’s a problem.

    • Annie is Annie. She IS my princess. But if you ask her nicely she’ll respond. Like when Nurse Coraline asked her to kill Deconstructors–she liked that.

      12 and 13 year old kids being what they are, they do see them both as being a little TOO superior for the rest of the class. The problem is–they are. They’ve left their fellow students behind.

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