Patrick has been hiding his toys again. (And, annoyingly, his siblings' toys as well.) For Jenny, this means that once her siblings fall asleep, she gets to spend the next hour hunting around for all the places he may have stuck something. Her latest find is Anne's stuffed unicorn, which was for some reason shoved under the bathroom sink. She doesn't need to wake her sister up for it, but she can at least go put it outside her door.
Except that when she leaves the bathroom, she's not in the hallway. She's in what appears to be a large, brightly lit bar. None of these things apply to her hallway. She feels rather out of place; t-shirt, pajama pants and stuffed unicorn are not exactly magic bar attire. (She thinks.)
As far as Jenny knows, there's only one person in her immediate vicinity who associates with magic. This doesn't seem like Soph's style, but it also doesn't seem particularly threatening. From Soph's explanations, evil magic is pretty up front about being evil. "I replaced your hallway with a restaurant" does not scream evil to her, it's just weird.
She ventures inside a few steps. "Soph? Soooooph, is this you?"
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Jenny is not an expert in temporal theory, and is happy to take her word for it. "I guess that makes sense!" She looks around, but sees no seats that look well suited for a unicorn. "Er, not sure how you'd sit really, but do you want to join us? I mean, I'm sorry if I'm being weird or annoying, it's just so cool. Unicorns are like my favoritest thing and I never thought I'd meet one. And now you are here!"
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Guiding Star manages to climb up a barstool and sit on it. "I can just, you know, sit on things, it's not suspension bridge engineering. It's not every day I get this much attention just for being a unicorn."
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