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On Monday, Bella arrives at school completely and stably human shaped, with everything she has learned about critters (except for her own species, which she isn't liable to forget) written down as margin notes on a page reminding her to ask Darren about D&D and filler decoy notes about that. She's probably going to have invent an actual cipher alphabet or something eventually but for the time being she thinks this will probably do for casual inspection.
She sits next to Darren in English.
shesepankh
morethanimaginary
"Nah," says Savannah, looking incredibly amused. "Thanks though. Don't feel like it."
shesepankh
"It must really be something to occasionally not feel like flying without something to distract you that is as cool as magic. What do you even do with your time?"
morethanimaginary
"Stuff? Just came back from karate lessons, so I am tired. I might go nap. It'll drive you workaholics up the wall, I bet."
shesepankh
Bella chuckles. "I'm not philosophically opposed to naps! Karate is cool, I might have tried it at some point if I would not instantly die."
morethanimaginary
"I don't think it would be instant! But you would still definitely die, so don't try it," teases Savannah.
shesepankh
"...What?" Bella asks Darren. "I would completely die, I can only just about walk, I expect to be better at flying only because there is not much to crash into once you clear the treeline."
shesepankh
"Okay," shrugs Bella. "How long does Chinese delivery usually take to get to this neighborhood?"
steppingup
"Fifteen minutes or so. Not that long of a wait. If you're starving you can grab a snack," shrugs Vernon.
steppingup
"All righty," says Vernon. "If you'll excuse me, my parenting duties are done until the food arrives or one of you starts bleeding. I'm gonna sit down."
He goes to do that. Look! A couch for doing that!
He goes to do that. Look! A couch for doing that!
morethanimaginary
"Nope! Not bleeding," says Savannah. "That's in two weeks. Mark your calendars and despair, ye who enter this house."