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eh true//
eh true//
Zackary hummed. "Makes sense." He eyed her, impressed by her wit.
((Cause she's written by a Ravenclaw))
"Soooooooo…" She said awkwardly
(Eyyyy)
Zackary shook his head. "Anyway, if you haven't noticed, there's a problem Cameron and I need help with."
"Problem being… What exactly?" She asked.
"Not here." He waved his hand and looked around. "Come, meet Cameron and we'll ask you some questions."
She nodded. "Okay." She said, grabbing her bag again. Worst comes to worst, she had enough homework.
Zackary rose and led her to the back, into the kitchen, where dishes were washing themselves and Cameron was idly fishing ice cream out of the freezer. He glanced over as Zackary entered.
"Did you manage not to freak her out?" He asked with a grin.
She nodded behind him. "Right here."
Cameron grinned warmly at her, as a carton of ice cream cascaded out of the crammed freezer.
"God…" Some water flew out of the sink at caught the carton before it fell.
She watched the water move around. "Whoa…"
Cameron set the cartons of ice cream crammed into his arms down on the counter and waved his finger. The one that almost fell joined its fellows as the water zoomed back to the sink.
"Anywho…" Cameron turned to face the awestruck Sage and the grumpy looking Zackary again with a smile.
She snapped up. "Oh, yeah. What was the thing?"
"What thing?" Cameron asked gently. Zackary gave Sage a look of confusion.
"The-the…" Her mind blanked on the word. "Problem! Yeah, that. I can't speak today."
"Oh." Cameron looked like he too drew a blank. "I dunno. Zackary wouldn't tell me."
"We have to make sure… she's the one, idiot."
"At least I graduated out of college, moron."
"That's because you went to Middle High!"
She awkwardly what the two, still confused. "…what?"
Cameron huffed. "Anyway, Zackary, tell us what's going on."
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because we don't have the others. You two alone aren't going to be nearly as powerful."
"For what?" She asked, not even bothering to hide her confusion.
Cameron gifted Zackary an amazing glare. "You're being very vague, and it's just confusing us more!"
"So? I need other people in order to execute my plan."
Sage just stood quietly. "Why does this feel like the beginning of a cliche YA fantasy novel." She muttered to herself
(Shushes)
Zackary fluffed himself out and glared down at Sage. "It's not cliche, it's an actual problem."
"I'm just saying." She said, holing her hands up
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