Overgrowth (he's very proud of the name) has been a Miracle for a fairly long time--two whole weeks, as it happens. Since his Manifestation, he's fought about four other Miracles around his age, and even an adult... and lost every time. On the bright side, he did manage to carve himself out a decent garden in an abandoned allotment--until some trumped up little Miracle decided to steal his beets.
"Give em' back!"
"Menagerie! It might be taken by someone somewhere but I'll beat them up and make them change it if so. It fits, what with all the transforming into things, doesn't it?"
"I'd go for 'Overgrowth'. Aboricide makes you sound like someone who shouldn't be messed with, but also someone who you can't make a deal with. And wheeling and dealing is better than fighting sometimes."
"Yep. Gotta make sure we have a good exit strategy though. Can you, like, prepare ground without it being obvious? Roots? I'm thinking you do that as we go up to the place and we run away into the forest that wasn't there a minute ago if a fight happens and it looks like we'll lose. I really don't think Thread Witch will be as nice as Moira."
"Hmm. Am I gonna annoy you by going 'trade, buy, sell, exchange, trade' all the time? 'Cause trade is great and I hope we can do that with them. But mostly people fight me."
He laughs. "Forget them for a sec. Who the Hell thinks the Sokolovs are fair?"
"Oh, let's give that one plants, and make that one fly, be really fast and strong, and have birds, and like half a dozen other things!"
"As my dad used to say, life ain't fair. Deal with it. And do the laundry before I get back or no dinner."
Eyeroll. Nick squints at Overgrowth and the latter's cat ears disappear with a very weird but not painful sucking sensation.
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