How Super Was My Lab: A Little History

Finally, I catch up to the same chapter I’m currently working in and displaying excerpts from Chapter Ten.  Now I don’t have to feel quite so schizophrenic flipping back and forth from one chapter to the next.

There’s some good news and bad news about this week.  The bad news is I’m busy almost every evening, starting tonight and going through until Saturday night.  That means at best a likely only do a few hundred words every evening on the novel, because that’s about all I’ll have time for before running off and going to sleep.  The good news is, I’m almost seventy-eight hundred words ahead of this first excerpt–well, seventy-three hundred words now, but who’s counting?

I gotta work fast to keep ahead of you guys.

I gotta work fast to keep ahead of you guys.

As I stated before, Chapter Ten is all about a week at school, but it’s a special week.  In fact, this and the next chapter are all about Annie’s and Kerry’s advanced classes.  Now we’ve seen bits and pieces of the work they do, but this is the first time we spent a full week with them and gotten an idea of the sort of things they deal with every week.  In the things they put up with in these classes are far different than what they put up with in the regular classes.

And since it’s the beginning of the week, that means we get to spend time with Erywin, because instead of study hall we get to do magical chemistry of the advanced kind.  Only this time were doing it in a completely different venue…

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

In the first two years she attended Salem there’s only been one time Annie needed to go to the Tesla Science Center and that was when Kerry and she were training for their Kansas City Guardians operation: she followed a girl into the center while using the Light Bending spell and observed everything she did before going out the back entrance and meeting up with Kerry.

She had never attended class here until this year for she did not have the leanings of a Mad Scientist, but that changed with the addition of Practical Super Science to the C Level curriculum. She found the class interesting in that it showed her how magic could be applied usefully to science, something her father did most of the year.

Two weeks into the new school year and it was time to come back to the center for her other class.

Many promises had been made in Formulistic Magic during their B Levels that they would have an opportunity to work in the chemistry superlab located in the lower level of the Tesla Center, but none were fulfilled. During the third week in September the Chemical Superscience class, which was taught by Professor Fitzsimon Spratt, had an accident that required the lab being closed for three weeks while equipment was repaired and cleaned. Then, two weeks after that another accident required for the lab be closed for a month while the equipment was not only repaired but the facility was decontaminated.

It wasn’t long after the students return from Yule holiday that another accident occurred which necessitated equipment being repaired and replaced, as well as the facility once more needing a full decontamination. After this last accident two students were put on probation due to negligence and the superlab was closed and refurbished. Erywin and Fitzsimon oversaw the rebuilding of the superlab while drilling into their students the need to not only follow safety protocols when working with large quantities of dangerous chemicals, but that further negligence on the part of any student might result in their expulsion.

After the flip of a coin it was decided that Erywin’s Advanced Formulistic Magic would have the honor of being the first to begin using the refurbished superlab. And that was the reason for the Monday afternoon class gathering in the lobby of the Tesla Science Center instead of their classroom in the Chemistry Building: they were about to follow their instructor into parts hereto unknown.

Annie looked around the students surrounding her. Everyone from last year had made it through to this year: the only exception to that was Nesreen Shalhoub, the Blodeuwedd student who graduated last year and was now attending a Normal University. Annie, as well as Kerry, had begun spending a couple of hours every Sunday tutoring Alex on Formulistic Magic and she was seeing some improvement in the German girl’s processing time and purity of her mixtures. However, she was still not a member of the advanced class, nor had anyone else come up from either the A or B Levels. With this, their second year in class, he and she remained the youngest students.

 

You gotta wonder:  what the hell were the kids working that contaminated the lab so bad it needed to be shut down for most of a year?  It goes without saying that chemicals aren’t always the best things to be around, but fun and/or dangerous things can happen, which is why there are all sorts of safety enchantments in place in the labs in the Chemical Building.  It’s not completely unbelievable to think that things are being made there that could leave a sizable hole in the ground if the lab exploded like those in the Normal word do sometimes.

The girl we met last year, Nesreen Shalhoub, has moved on to a school in Germany, which is where she had her heart set on going.  That means the class looks like this:

 

Annie Kirilova  Cernunnos C Bulgaria
Kerry Malibey  Cernunnos C Wales
Carlota Dueñas (F)  Mórrígan E Palau
Amitee Jaramillo (F)  Ceridwen E Chile
Fana Okeke (F)  Ceridwen F Senegal
Itsaso Ocampo (F)  Mórrígan F Mexico
Honza Zelenka (M)  Cernunnos F Czech Republic

 

It’s interesting that all the students come from three covens–maybe those others aren’t chemically minded?  It’s also interesting that the Cernunnos students all come from Europe, even though Kerry is a transplant American.  But that’s all besides the point:  these kids are about to learn about the business of doing a major cook–

It’s just a question what they’re gonna cook…

Meanwhile me and my dragon gotta keep coming up with new material for the book.

Meanwhile me and my dragon gotta keep coming up with new material for the book.

The First Madness: Final Requests

It’s’ a nice though cold morning in the Burg and I’ve spent a lot more time playing with my new mic/headset that I needed.  The reason being I thought I’d be able to use it in a noisy environment to “write” while out.  However, while I confirmed that the mic works, the background noise is just too great and nothing but gibberish comes out.  So no go there.  Note: I finally figured out what was wrong and it involved adding the headset mic to my Dragon profile and then muting the laptop mic.  I’ll test this out again next week and see if it works.

However, I do look as if I could work a customer support desk.

However, I do look as if I could work a customer support desk.

So, end of Chapter Nine.  It’s about time we get into that because it’s been around a while and it’s time to move on to Chapter Ten because I’m 6,600 word ahead of your and I’ll be over seven thousand by the time I go to bed tonight.  But we have the newest B Levels getting ask to race for the Coven of the Horned God, and you gotta be wondering what they’re gonna say?

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

Both B Levels once more stared at each other across the coffee table, but this time it was Nancy who asked the question. “Does this mean you want us to try out for the positions?”

“No.” Annie chuckled lightly, her gaze shifting from left to right. “What Kerry is saying is that the physicians are yours: all you have to say is yes.”

He nodded. “It’s pretty much the same thing that happened to me when I was put on the B Team last year.”

Neither Soroushi and Nancy said anything for nearly ten seconds, though they both appeared deep in thought. Soroushi then spoke in a quiet tone. “I’ll be able to race wearing my hijab?”

Kerry tilted his head to one side. “You fly with it on now, don’t you?”

The Iranian girl nodded. “Sure, of course. I just wrap it tight and put my helmet on over it.”

“Same thing here.” A grin began to slowly spread across his face. “Only when you’re racing you wear a crash helmet instead of a leather flying helmet. But it’s the same concept.” He once again cocked his head to the side but leaned towards her this time. “You’re not the first student who race covered, trust me.”

 

There have been many Muslim girls who’ve attended Salem and a few of them have flowed wearing a Hijab.  Deanna was one of them, and there’s another Soroushi–Soroushi Amouzegar, a Blodeuwedd E Level also from Iran and who participated in the 2o13 Mount Katahdin Cross Country Race–who races covered.  So this is nothing new:  accommodations are usually met for everyone wherever possible.  And this here reminds me that I’ll need to update the racing rosters soon.  Like maybe today.

Now that everything is squared with Nancy and Soroushi, what’s the word?

 

“If that’s the case—” She turned to Nancy and shrugged. “I’m in. What about you?”

The Inuit girl laughed. “Yeah, I’m in, too. I mean, gotta keep Team Amazons together, right?”

“Of course we do.” Soroushi turned to Kerry. “What do we do now?”

“Not much, really.” He nodded over his left shoulder. “Professor Semplen is sitting over there, so I’d just tell him that you’ve accepted the offer and you want to be on the B Team. After that—” He shrugged. “You can come back here and enjoy more deserving with us if you want.”

Nancy’s eyes widened in surprise. “You mean it?”

Annie turned toward the girl on her left. “We ordered enough banitsa for us all, so would be a shame to leave it go to waste.”

Kerry nodded. “I’m sure Penny and Alex and their boyfriends are going to come over soon, so if you two may want to come over and hang out with us if you are going to get involved in racing.”

Both the B Level girls look at each other and nodded then got to their feet. Nancy turned towards the sofa. “Thank you, Annie and Kerry. This is some really good news and you guys are really nice to us.”

“That’s so true.” Soroushi did a quick adjustment on her hijab. “We’ll be back in a bit; I really like those banitsa.” She winked at Annie before grabbing Nancy by the arm and heading off to speak with their coven leader.

 

All the players here are happy and we have more banitsa lovers in the works.  It’s also possible that more people are gonna join Annie and Kerry’s little circle of friends, and maybe

 

The opening bars of Alex Clare’s Too Close began playing in the background as Annie snuggled against Kerry. “You enjoyed every moment of that.”

“What? Telling them they could be on the B Team?” Kerry’s features twisted around into a bit of a smile before finally breaking into a wide grin. “Yeah, I like telling them. It’s sort of like when Penny told me last year: she said it was kind of crazy to watch my face when I was first told I was going to be on the B Team and then later when I moved up to the A Team.” He closed his eyes and rested his head against Annie. “It was a big deal for me and I suppose it’s a big deal for them.”

“I could tell it’s still important tonight.” She began gently touching Kerry’s thigh. “I suspect one day you’ll be team captain.”

“No, I don’t think so. For one, Penny or Alex would get the position before me and I think either of them are far better at managing a team that me.” His voice dropped down into a near whisper. “For sure a lot better than Manco. And two, I don’t really want the position. I like racing, but there are other things I’d like to command and none of them are here at school.”

Annie didn’t need to ask about what Kerry was interested in command: it was obvious he had his sights set on doing something with the Guardians. But she suspected there was a third option that he wasn’t discussing: Kerry seemed more comfortable working with authority rather than being the authority. He would probably love working with either Penny or Alex if they were team captain, but he would likely hate being in the position of having to make the tough calls. At least that’s true now: it could change in the next few years.

She twisted her body slightly that she can stretch out her legs along the edge of the sofa and rest with her head against Kerry’s shoulder. We’ll leave all those decisions for the future; tonight we relax and enjoy the Madness.”

He turned his head enough to whisper in Annie’s ear. “And maybe do that thing you are talking about later?”

She twisted around and gave his lips soft kiss. “That, my love? I don’t think we should ever have to ask if we are interested in that…”

 

So you can get into the mood there at the end, this is the song that starts playing as I head into the end of the scene:

So there we have it: Nancy and Soroushi has joined the Salem race team’s, which now makes me wonder if I need to go back and change the name of the other Soroushi who raced last year.  Probably not, because it shouldn’t be that unusual to up with being a school where people are going to have the same names.  I imagine the same thing happens with students were from like India, Japan, Korea, or just about any country.  So having two girls from Iran with the same name shouldn’t be that big of a deal.

It’s interesting to see that any doesn’t believe at this point now that Kerry would make a good team captain. It’s not unusual though, because she teaches him sorcery and knows as much about him as anyone else does.  She has to know his strengths and weaknesses, and right now she imagines that one of his weaknesses is that he’s really not in a position to lead other people.  But as she points out that could all change in a couple of years, so will keep an eye on that.  I mean, the reality is Kerry’s a lot stronger than he appears, but if he doesn’t feel he could be a team captain now, it’s likely he wouldn’t do well if thrown into that position.  Right now he’s content to follow; given another year so and he might be ready to lead.

Now, what did Kerry mean when he said we could do anything you talked about later?  Damn, these kids should get a room–oh wait: that’s what they’re trying to get!  Hormones, people: the gonna take over these kids.

Though they are definitely not going to do it in the next chapter…

The First Madness: Teams and Obligations

Writing is a strange thing.  There’s so many times when you sit down to write when you don’t really feel like writing, that you wonder if you’re going to produce anything worthwhile.  Then you sit down and surprise yourself.  You might not write a lot, but what is written is satisfying.  And sometimes satisfying is the best thing that we, as writers, can produce.

I was sort of in that mood last night.  I was back from dinner and watching The Doors, which I hadn’t seen in a while, and didn’t think I’d get in much writing before hitting the sack.  So I started in on the scene and before I knew it I had close to seven hundred words written before going to sleep.  That’s how it goes sometimes:  you just start to writing and it comes to you.  And even though I’m not hitting a thousand words a night, hitting five to seven hundred a night is pretty good.

Yesterday a couple of the newest Cernunnos B Levels came to see Annie and Kerry and they said he had something he wanted to tell them.  It turns out he does, but he’s getting there via a few questions:

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

Kerry suddenly seemed embarrassed. “I don’t really have anything tell you: I’m really just doing something that a C Level did for me last year.” He spent a moment gathering his thoughts. “How did you guys like Advanced Flight One today?”

Nancy we crossed her legs so that now her left was over her right. “We had a great time. Vicky flew us down the coast all the way past Cape Cod until we were out over Long Island Sound. That was the first time we ever did that.”

“You’ll do a lot of that, both in a group and as a team.” At that moment the snacks appeared and everyone grabbed a glass of cider and a banitsa and spent a few moments enjoying both. “You two are flying together as a team, right?”

Nancy sat her cider and banitsa on the side table. “We room together, so we figured it’d be best if we flew together.”

“Have you come up with a team name yet?”

Soroushi shook her head. “Were trying to come up with something that is identifiable to both of us.”

“How about amazons? The word is Persian, I believe, and it can be used as a pick for two strong women.” He smiled as he shrugged. “Just a suggestion.”

Both B Levels looked across the coffee table at each other considering the suggestion. Soroushi nodded. “That’s… actually good. You’re right, that would work for us.”

Nancy looked at Kerry. “You knew that?”

He shrugged. “I know all sorts of stuff like that.”

Annie slid her arm around Kerry’s left. “He’s a font of information and trivia. He’s constantly surprising me.” She leaned closer to him. “Bikhte li iskali da pravite seks tazi vecher?”

Kerry blushed deeply as he half turned toward Annie. “We’ll talk about that later.” He cleared his throat. “Let’s back to flying.”

 

For want of a better phrase, Kerry is a fount of worthless knowledge, which comes from all the Internet digging he does when there’s nothing else to do while the music plays.  Amazons is something I remembered reading a while back and I checked it out when I was looking up names for Soroushi’s and Nancy’s flight team.  See?  I have a lot of worthless info as well.

And since people are going to ask, here’s what Annie said: “Would you like to have sex tonight?”  Yeah, that little Bulgarian is getting bold, isn’t she?  It’s a good thing that Kerry is used to her teasing, too, as any other thirteen year old kid would probably be ready to pop about now if they were told something like that by their girlfriend.  The thing is, we know Annie is bold–which is another way of saying she’s mature and getting even more so–and of the pair it seems like her hormones are the ones that need to be put into check.  Maybe it’s time for Coraline to have “The Talk” with these two again.

So, what was it that Kerry wanted to ask?  Well…

 

“Sure.” Soroushi said back and crossed her legs. “What did you want to tell us?”

Kerry decided to get right into the subject. “We have two openings on our racing B Team: The one guy on the team dropped out and one of the girls decided she wanted to finish out her schooling at The Vee because it was closer to home and they specialize in spirit studies.” He used the common name for the Vesuva Investigative Research, located in Hyderabad, India.

“Wait—” Nancy leaned forward. “How many years did she have to go?”

“She’s a F Level this year, so she was due to graduate. Her mother’s been having some health issues, so she asked if she could finish up her studies in India but still come back here to graduate as a Salem alum and she was told it was okay. But getting back to the race team…”

“Yes, the race team.”

“As you know from last year there are normally three people on the B Team and right now we have two slots open. You’re the only two Cernunnos members in Advanced Flight One and Professor Semplen tells me you’re both extremely good. So, he wanted me to tell you that we’d like you both on the B Team.”

 

We learn something new:  under special circumstances it’s possible to finish up your schooling at another school and be given credit that you finished a Salem graduate.  Madhushri was likely an exceptional student, so allowing her to finish her last year at The Vee–the Vesuva Investigative Research in Hyderabad, India, as stated–was not difficult to allow.  You can rest assured that if you’re a C Level and you decide you want to finish your schooling at another Foundation school, however, the odds are like one hundred percent you’ll be told you are no longer a member of Salem.  That’s how it goes, kiddies.

When the school year came to an end in the last book this is how the Cernunnos B Team appeared:

 

Original B Team (End of 2012/2013 School Year)
Madhushri Pai (F) E India Captain
Victoria Diop (F) D DRC
Hasan Fofana (M) D Sierra Leone

 

Hasan was the guy Kerry replaced on the A Team after he broke his leg and ended up becoming the Wally Pipp of Salem Racing.  Looking at the fact that he likely wasn’t about to get back on the A Team any time soon, he left the B Team.  So with both him and Madhushri gone, here’s the current lineup:

 

Current B Team (Start of 2013/2014 School Year)
Victoria Diop (F) E DRC Captain
Opening
Opening

 

In case anyone wonders, Victoria Diop likes racing on the B Team.  She’s not super competitive and she loves the idea of being able to mentor new fliers coming up.  This last is something Cernunnos needs as they haven’t had a great racing setup for some time.  Putting two B Levels who are good fliers on the B Team means at some point in the future they’ll be able to step up and make the A Team shine.  Or at least that’s the hope.  Maybe they’ll come up and take Kerry’s spot.

Yeah… don’t think so.

The First Madness: Join Us on the Sofa

Like it or not it feels like spring, and today’s first day going to go and work bare legged.  That means no stockings or hose at all–just those bands at the top of my thighs to keep them from rubbing together, because I got mermaid thighs and one of these days I’ll probably grow a tail and go swimming in the Susquehanna.  Now all I need to clam shell bra.

The writing was pretty good last night.  Eighteen hundred words for the recap and then I turned around and wrote almost seven hundred words for the novel.  The scene I’m in has gone off in a way I didn’t expect, mostly because I wasn’t certain how to start the scene. But not I haven’t started, it makes a whole hell of a lot of sense.  Plus, it allows me to have any interact with someone in a way she normally wouldn’t, as well as giving just a bit more insight into how things sometimes work at school.  It’s actually become a lot of fun to write, and tonight I should be getting in to what would be normally the meat of the scene.

Oh, Annie is going to have so much fun.

Speaking of fun, Annie and Kerry got busted on her sofa last night–well, not really busted but they were interrupted.  Let’s just say, after two years people seen these two canoodling on her sofa and then sometimes around twenty-three hours or so, they lay back and go to sleep.  No one should be surprised by this–not even the two B Levels from their coven standing on the other side of the coffee table watching them.  After all, if by now you don’t know who the Lovey Dovey Couple is, you’re probably in the wrong school.

But why are these two here?

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

Both girls sat and got comfortable. Kerry glanced back and forth at them. “We’re going to order snacks; you guys like anything in particular?”

Nancy crossed her legs and shook her right foot. “What are you guys getting?”

Annie fielded this question. “Banitsas and apple cider.” The puzzled looks meant she required additional explanation. “Banitsas are a type of Bulgarian pastry that are sweet and flaky: the ones were having tonight are filled with cheese and walnuts.”

Soroushi leaned against the arm of her chair, resting her chin on the knuckles of her hand. “That sounds a lot like baklava.”

“They’re very similar. I think the only differences is in the dough used.”

“Sounds delicious.” Soroushi scooted around on the chair adjusting her abaya. “Have you ever had bastani?”

“No.” Annie leaned forward slightly. “Isn’t that Persian ice cream?”

“Yes, it is. I really love it.” Soroushi was now smiling broadly, for she had found few people with whom she could speak of the foods she knew back home. “There’s a version called havij bastani which is a float using carrot juice.”

Kerry’s eyebrows shot upward when he heard this. “Carrot juice? You make ice cream floats out of carrot juice?”

Soroushi nodded. “Sure, why not?”

 

Carrot juice ice cream floats are a real thing.  You know they are because I looked it up. Why, I even have photos:

In all their yummy goodness.

In all their yummy goodness.

The interesting thing is that Annie and Soroushi know a lot of the same foods.  That’s because a great deal of the cuisine from what is now the Middle East made its way up into what is now eastern Europe, and countries like Bulgaria and Romania share many of the same delicacies as found in Greece, Turkey, and Iran.  So, as Soroushi says, she can discuss food with Annie.  If Kerry wants to discuss food, he could always talk Penny about their love of fish and chips.  Though it just doesn’t seem to have quite the same ring…

And Kerry’s comment about carrot juice floats brings an immediate response from Annie–

 

Annie lightly touched Kerry’s hand. “Remember, my love, you were hesitant to try Bulgarian dishes two years ago and look how you are now with them.”

He nodded slowly. “True that.” He turned to Soroushi. “One of the nice things about knowing students from all over the world: you get to hear about all sorts of different food.”  He gave the B Level a reassuring smile. “How about tomorrow night we try those?”

Nancy’s foot bounced up and down as she seemed to grow excited. “I love to try all this stuff.” She shifted her gaze among everyone seated. “Back home in Arviat we eat a lot of fish and meat; it’s a pretty simple diet. Since coming here I’ve got to try things from everywhere.” She looked down as she chuckled. “This place is really going to spoil me.”

Kerry looked at Annie then back at Nancy. “The same thing happened to me; it’s not just you.”

Annie put in the snack and drink order and when she was finished she turned to their guests. “Did Professor Semplen send you to us?”

Soroushi gave a quick nod. “He sent us both an email saying that we should come and see you here tonight. He mentioned that Kerry had something he wanted to tell us.”

 

Where Nancy is concerned I looked up the diet of the Inuit and found it’s true: they do eat a lot of meat and fish.  So for her to come to Salem, it’s not only a new world completely separated from where she lives, but it’s a smorgasbord of culinary delights for her to sample.  As Kerry says it can spoil you, and they are the only students that discovered this the hard way.

But now we get something else: Kerry has a message for these two B Levels.  And what could it be?  You can either figure it out on your own, or wait until tomorrow to find out.

Both work for me.

The First Madness: Madness Interruptus

Well, here it is lunch time and the living is easy.  Or so-so easy.  Last night was not an easy night for me even though I bought a new version of Dragon–which I should get in a few days–and I made it through Ep 2 of Humans, which I need to recap tonight.

I am such a busy girl.

“Just keep typing, just keep typing, you can sleep when you’re dead–or through plotting stories.”

Now that we have Annie’s swearing out of the way–and the feeling seems to be that Annie was likely to be the first of the couple of swear because she’s way ahead of Kerry in terms of her personality–there’s something else we have to get out of the way–and we’ll leave it to Kerry to get running with that ball …

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

A moment of indecision crossed Kerry’s face before he wrapped his arms around Annie and begin kissing her. As they kissed he slowly lay her on the sofa seat, stretching out his legs so he could lay between her and the sofa edge. When he was done kissing he propped his head up with his elbow and began stroking her cheek with his finger. “I understand you perfectly.”

Annie stretched out and relaxed. “What is this?”

Kerry looked at her with dreamy eyes. “Do you know what I wish?”

“No, what?”

“I wish when we leave here tonight we didn’t have to go to separate rooms.”

She turned her head slightly so she was staring up at the faraway ceiling of the Dining Hall. “Like what we had in Paris.”

“Yes. Just like that.”

“I think…” Annie wrapped her arm around Kerry’s neck and pulled him closer. “Having our own room here at the school would be a dream come true.”

Kerry moved closer until he was almost pressing into her. “But it will probably never happen.”

Annie nodded. “I think the odds are slim. I believe the headmistress would be conscious of the fact that other students would think were getting preferable treatment.”

He lay back yet remained close to her. “They know were not going to be having sex.”

“The headmistress and everyone else might know that, but the other .” She began tracing her finger over the area of his chest where the medical monitor was implanted. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that…”

Kerry chuckled. “Having everyone think were having intercourse all the time, or actually having intercourse all the time?”

Annie lay partway upon his left shoulder and rested against his chest. “You know which one I would like.” She leaned in and kissed him for a few seconds. “And considering that my period is finally over—”

He was about to say something when he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. His eyesight shifted slightly to the right for a moment, then back to Annie. “Hold that thought.” Kerry turned his head to greet their new visitors. “Hi there.”

Soroushi Yazdi and Nancy Piugattuk, the B Levels with whom they shared the second floor of their tower, stood quietly on the other side of the coffee table. Nancy was the first to speak. “Is this a bad time?”

Annie sat up moments before Kerry and spoke before he had a chance. “No, we’re just fooling around a bit.” She motioned at the easy chairs on either side of the sofa. “Won’t you please sit?”

 

“Students are going to think that we’re having intercourse our every waking moment–not that there’s anything wrong with that…”  Needless to say, Annie gives no shits what the other students think she’s doing with her Ginger Hair Boy, and right hear admits that, if it were possible, intercourse would likely become an extracurricular activity.  Annie’s more mature mentally and emotionally, and with her fourteenth birthday only a few weeks away she’s ready to add sexually to that list.  We started seeing her develop last year and this is something that will happen throughout this novel and the next ones.

The kids are growing up and this is going to become something for which they’ll need to deal.  They both want The Three Bindings, but if they keep spending the night together in their own hotels rooms when they’re away from school and homes, they may have to forget about that special Gift.  And then we have Kerry laying down with Annie in the Madness, talking about having their own room and sleeping together in the tower–good think Kerry’s mom isn’t present to hear her son talking about what he’d like to do now.

But leave it to a couple of their covenmates to throw some cold water on these two.  Wonder why they’re there?

To see the show?  Probably not.

The First Madness: Lines Not Blurred

Remember how I said yesterday I was going to get another post out?  Well, I did but it wasn’t the sort of post people were expecting.  In other words, I sort of fibbed.  After the long drive to Jersey to watch The Walking Dead when I returned home so I could put in my two cents in recap and then I went out to a political meeting.  Busy, busy girl, I know.  But by the time I got home I didn’t feel like writing, so I sat and watched a movie instead.

You’ll be happy to know, however, that my doctor says my labs are boring.  She jokes that I’m just too healthy and there’s nothing wrong with me, which is one of the reasons why I only need to see her every six months.  But now I don’t have to get labs for another year and the chances are good that when I go back again next February, I’ll be just as boring.  At least that’s what I hope.

But now, let’s talk about something that isn’t boring.

In the last excerpt a couple of days back any once more gave Kerry a bit of castigation over who was really at fault about any bad times they had in Paris.  Needless to say, she doesn’t feel it was his fault that he was treated like a total shit before he left home, so we know where she believes the fault lay.  And it seems that it’s about time for the truth about that event to come out…

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

Since returning to Salem they had avoided discussing his abandonment by his parents, but Kerry sensed that Annie remained upset by their action. “Let’s not discuss this, okay?”

She nodded slowly. “I agree. We’re here to enjoy ourselves tonight, not discuss those two worthless cretins.”

He couldn’t prevent himself from chuckling. “Man, I guess you don’t like them a lot more than I imagined.”

Annie spun on her seat, tucking her right leg under her left so that she could face Kerry. A cold fury radiated from her eyes and it could be heard in her voice when she spoke. “I will say this just this one time and then I will speak of it no more. What they did to you was deplorable; it was mean-spirited and petty. Your parents spent all summer pushing you away from them, then two weeks before you leave for school, feign shock and surprise once they discovered just what you could do magically is a witch and a sorceress.

“They not only had all summer to speak with you, but they could have also used the time to try and understand what you were and who you had become. They didn’t do that because they couldn’t control the conversation, mostly because your mother is a sadistic control freak and your father is afraid to stand up to her and tell her she’s wrong in the way she treats you.”

 

So Kerry basically pretty much triggers Annie into speaking after they both agreed he didn’t want to discuss the events leading up to Paris.  But let’s face it: in a way, Kerry wants to know how Annie feels.  I mean, after all this is the girl he’s gonna marry in a few years and eventually they’ll produce a gaggle of baby witches together.  No matter how hard you try to hide your feelings for your in-laws, at some point they come out, just as your parents feelings about your spouse always seem to come out as well.

Now we know Annie has strong feelings about her future in-laws.  And how strong are those feelings?  Why, let’s find out.

 

She reached over and took his left hand in her right. “You are my friend, my soul mate, my husband, and one day you’ll be my lover. And I do not like anyone hurting you. I’ve learned to control my actions when it comes to other people doing this because I’m can’t step in and fight those fights for you. I would never hurt your parents and I would never take any physical action against them, but you have to understand it’s not just a case of not liking them.” She drew in a deep breath and closed her eyes as she shook her head. “Right now I hate them.”  She opened her eyes and turned to him.  “I simply fucking hate them.”

 

And I expect this to be the look on some faces while they do.

“ANNIE!  WHAT DID YOU SAY????”

So, let’s review words counts:

A For Advanced:  425,226 words.

B For Bewitching:  331,320 words.

And C For Continuing, up to the antepenultimate word in the above paragraph:  123,881 words.

Total for all this:  880,427 words.

Eight hundred and eighty thousand, four hundred and twenty-seven words until the moment when one of my kids drops their first “fuck”.  I am definitely not George R.R. Martin, as in his world this would’ve happened a long time ago, along with a few rapes and murders as well.  But I have been hinting for a while that it wouldn’t be long before one of my kids dropped the F-bomb, and it won’t be their last.

The reality is I wasn’t planning on this event happening just yet.  The way I had planned this out–and yes, I actually plotted out when I thought my kids would swear this way the first time–it was going to be Kerry who first said fuck.  But then I thought, Annie has swore before–something which is about to come up in conversation–and am certain she’s heard some colorful language around the house once her father’s off the track.  There was also the incident in the Paris hotel where she told Kerry that his parents are treating him like shit, so she was kind of leading up to the moment when she was going to drop a big one on him.

Therefore, I felt this was the perfect moment to let Annie Cross the Rubicon and be the first to let fly with that ultimate of curse words.  Because if there’s one thing Annie isn’t, it’s a demure snowflake who is protected from the rest of the big bad world because it might be too much for her to handle.  No, she’s the girl who killed her first two Deconstructors when she was twelve, so telling her soul mate that she fucking hates his parents isn’t that big of a deal.

And yes: Kerry will also drop an F-bomb or two, maybe three, before the end of this novel.  And it is very likely that Annie will drop another before the end of the novel as well–actually, I know she does because I know exactly where happens, and I know she’ll do the third time because I know exactly where that happens, too.  My kids: they’re growing up fast.  And they’re bringing their little potty mouths with them.

And being that he’s only thirteen years old, Kerry is somewhat amused by this:

 

Kerry didn’t allow any shock to register, though a slight smile began forming upon his lips. “Well, if you’re gonna drop a f-bomb you must really be pissed at them.”

Annie snorted. “You know I swear from time to time.”

“Yeah, but you usually swear in Bulgarian.”

“I swear in English when I want you to know what I’m saying.” She turned towards him with a bit of mischief in her eyes. “And this time I wanted you to know without a doubt.”

 

Annie, however: not so amused. She is not amused at all.  Her amusement has gotten up and left the building as well as the state of Massachusetts.  In short, she is pissed off at his folks and she wanted him to know that.  When Annie doesn’t want you to know what she’s saying she’ll mumble in Bulgarian, and like she said she’s already cursed a few times in her native language.  I should go back to the books and gather all the curses that she’s said in Bulgarian so you can see for yourselves, because you know I have them translated.

And now that we’ve got the cursing out of the way, something is about to happen that’s going to bring a blush to people’s faces…

The First Madness: All Our Work and Persuasive Wingers

It’s beautiful in The Burg today as it was yesterday.  It actually got up to 70 F/21 C, and I was out walking around in my fleece jacket.  And once I was home it was tee shirt and yoga pants for the afternoon and evening.

Out--

Out–

 

And in.

And in.

Also, seven hundred words were all I needed to finish up the first scene of Chapter Ten and get everything at the superlab closed out–

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No meth was cooked–yet.

Today is also a nice day.  It’s sunny, it’s gonna be low 60s F/mid 10s C, and I’ll spend time at a BLM meeting today.  And tonight I’ll do laundry so I’ll have something clean for my doctor visit tomorrow.  Busy, busy day, let me tell you.

Speaking of work my kids are also busy little beavers.  All kinds of advanced classes, a special class coming up, placement on the school’s protective groups–and now something else?

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

“Probably one of the few were going to have over not going to have to work ourselves hard.” She glanced up at Kerry. “Was I correct in hearing Vicky ask if you would considering being a minion for a few of the Advanced Flight One classes?”

He nodded. “Yeah. It sounds like she’s gonna rotate out some of the flyers for minion work. She did a little of that last year: we had Nadine and Riv for a couple of our overnight flights, but remember, we had Penny and Alex for one as well.”

“So now she wants you and Emma to step in.”

“We both did the overnights last year, so we know the routine. Plus, I think she wants to phase Nadine and Riv out a bit: Nadine’s a E Level and Riv’s going to graduate this year.”  He glanced at Annie out of the corner of his eye. “Riv still hasn’t made up her mind if she’s gonna race from what I understand.”

Annie used a bright silver fingernail to trace circles in her soul mate’s thigh. “I don’t mind you doing that, it’s just that were going to have a lot to do this year and it’s not as if you need more work.”

Kerry understood Annie’s concern. They not only had special classes, but they knew they were going to get special special classes on top of the rest of their school work, and burnout was a real possibility. “I’ll ask Vicky to give me a weeks’ notice when she wants me to minion for her. If I don’t feel I can do it, I’ll tell her.” He rested his cheek against her hair. “Is that good?”

Ahhh—” She tilted her head back and kiss his cheek. “That’ll do. But I want you to promise me something—”

He knew what was coming. “I will not let Emma talk me into doing a flight I don’t feel I can do.”

“She doesn’t carry nearly the workload we carry, so for her a weekend flight where she gets to act like she’s in charge isn’t that big of a thing.” She cast a warning sideways glance. “I know how persuasive she can be at times.”

 

Goddamn, Annie!  It’s been two years since the Boulder Ginger nearly got your soul mate eaten by a monster, so let it go, Elsa.  Right.  Like that will happen.

Really, though, from the shade being tossed out it seems that neither girl has completely put behind them the drama that began back during their A Levels.  Though in the grand scheme of things your boyfriend almost being eaten by Cthulhu because someone didn’t want to keep hiding in the woods carries a lot more emotional weight than being rejected as a potential date.  Do this mean this is the reason we had that scene in the trailer where Annie wants to speak with Emma?  You decide.

Meanwhile Kerry’s in the middle of this.  Good thing he’s got his wits about him:

 

It was all Kerry could do to keep from laughing. “I’m not a A Level anymore, Sweetie.” He shifted his head so he could whisper in her ear. “I’ve got a wife to love these days, remember?”

Annie leaned back and looked at Kerry with a smile on her face. “Yes, I do remember.” She leaned closer so he could hear her whisper. “Husband of mine.”

Kerry leaned in until they were touching the tips of their noses together. “Do you know what I wish?” He tilted his head until his forehead was resting against hers.

Annie closed her eyes. “Tell me, my love.”

“I wish that when the Madness is over, we didn’t have to go back to separate rooms.”

Hummm.” She adjusted so that she felt as if she were pressing into him even further. “I would like that as well.” Annie half-opened her eyes. “What brought this on?”

Kerry kept his eyes close while speaking in a mellifluous tone. “I just sort of want to make up for the way I was acting in Paris last week.” A long, sad sigh escape from his lips. “It wasn’t fair to you.”

Annie leaned back and touched her left index finger to the tip of Kerry’s nose. “Shush, you. Do not blame yourself for what happened in Paris. If you want to blame someone, blame your parents for leaving you without so much as a goodbye.” She pressed her cheek against his. “If there is anyone who ruined our time together in Paris, it’s them.”

 

And speaking of smoldering resentment…  We know Annie was pissed in Paris over Kerry’s treatment by his parents and it seems she’s not put that shit behind her, either.  And how much is she bothered?  You’ll find out tomorrow.

In the meanwhile have a good day, everyone.  Let’s have fun–

 

Big kiss, bitches.

And big kisses, bitches.