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Title: Magic
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 509
It wasn’t as if you couldn’t expect to see unusual things on the academy’s campus and after a while you grow used to it, but, this wasn’t happening on campus. Magic like this couldn’t be faked even if the audience stopped in the park couldn’t believe this wasn’t some ingenious new ‘magic trick’ with a perfectly good rational explanation they just weren’t privy to.
“Daddy,” Newt whispered, “he’s naughty. Not do ‘sept at school.”
“I know Newt,” Andy’s words were too low to be overheard, “watch but don’t mention that. It’s,” he struggled for an explanation, “supposed to be secret.” Just in case he pulled out his cell phone and recorded the ‘trick’ sending it to Simon who was wandering someplace around amongst the market stalls.
Simon arrived at Andy’s elbow barely minutes later and from the scowl on his face not pleased.
“Get a picture of his face and the cat,” he growled quietly.
Andy nodded. “Done.”
“Let me have your phone and I’ll send it to the people who need to look into this and maybe do damage control.”
It wasn’t long before some notable strangers seemed to be in the crowd.
“Didn’t take them long?”, Andy hazarded, “that is the calvary, isn’t it?”
“Yep.”
“Was happen?” Newt asked.
‘How to explain’, Andy pondered; ‘to explain to an under 3 year old what was happening.’
Simon beat him to it. “It’s like Murder She Wrote Newt. They’re going to investigate.”
“Since when has Newt been watching Murder She Wrote, Simon? And for how long.”
“Like Daddy. Fun.”
“Uh huh, Newt.” Andy was glaring at Simon.
“It teaches logic. And that not all people should be trusted but sometimes who you think shouldn’t be can be.”
“Like book and cover,” Newt added his efforts to the discussion.
“And that you can trust but do so carefully.”
“Carefee.”
“Oh Simon.” In his own way Simon was trying to prepare their son to be safe in a world where magic, real magic, exposed would not be well received by either the normal people or the magically able people. So he opined a different observation. “From the look of how the cat reacted, I don’t think it’s guilty.”
“Agreed.”
Newt’s, “Ageed.” made Andy smile.
“He did look like what in the fuck are you doing, didn’t he?” Simon said.
“Fuck.” Newt repeated.
With a glare, Andy let Simon know that it was for a totally different reason that Andy was going to talk to him when they got home. In the mean time….
“Newt. That’s a naughty word,” Simon and Andy said in tandem.
Newt nodded his head, “Fuck naughty. Not use neee-ar ‘dults. Tell frends.”
“Shit.”
Delighted laughter came from Newt. “Naughty Daddy. Bad word.”
So maybe he would have that talk with Simon after all, Andy thought, at least not the way he’d planned to. “Did we get everything we planned on shopping for?,” he asked instead.
“That and more,” Simon answered ruefully. “So home then?” “And Newt, don’t use those words.”
“I think so.”
“Home,” Newt agreed.
Meep wrote a sequel Never Annoy a Cat
& Debriefing
lolcatsTitle: Magic
prior Andy & Simon drabbles
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 509
It wasn’t as if you couldn’t expect to see unusual things on the academy’s campus and after a while you grow used to it, but, this wasn’t happening on campus. Magic like this couldn’t be faked even if the audience stopped in the park couldn’t believe this wasn’t some ingenious new ‘magic trick’ with a perfectly good rational explanation they just weren’t privy to.
“Daddy,” Newt whispered, “he’s naughty. Not do ‘sept at school.”
“I know Newt,” Andy’s words were too low to be overheard, “watch but don’t mention that. It’s,” he struggled for an explanation, “supposed to be secret.” Just in case he pulled out his cell phone and recorded the ‘trick’ sending it to Simon who was wandering someplace around amongst the market stalls.
Simon arrived at Andy’s elbow barely minutes later and from the scowl on his face not pleased.
“Get a picture of his face and the cat,” he growled quietly.
Andy nodded. “Done.”
“Let me have your phone and I’ll send it to the people who need to look into this and maybe do damage control.”
It wasn’t long before some notable strangers seemed to be in the crowd.
“Didn’t take them long?”, Andy hazarded, “that is the calvary, isn’t it?”
“Yep.”
“Was happen?” Newt asked.
‘How to explain’, Andy pondered; ‘to explain to an under 3 year old what was happening.’
Simon beat him to it. “It’s like Murder She Wrote Newt. They’re going to investigate.”
“Since when has Newt been watching Murder She Wrote, Simon? And for how long.”
“Like Daddy. Fun.”
“Uh huh, Newt.” Andy was glaring at Simon.
“It teaches logic. And that not all people should be trusted but sometimes who you think shouldn’t be can be.”
“Like book and cover,” Newt added his efforts to the discussion.
“And that you can trust but do so carefully.”
“Carefee.”
“Oh Simon.” In his own way Simon was trying to prepare their son to be safe in a world where magic, real magic, exposed would not be well received by either the normal people or the magically able people. So he opined a different observation. “From the look of how the cat reacted, I don’t think it’s guilty.”
“Agreed.”
Newt’s, “Ageed.” made Andy smile.
“He did look like what in the fuck are you doing, didn’t he?” Simon said.
“Fuck.” Newt repeated.
With a glare, Andy let Simon know that it was for a totally different reason that Andy was going to talk to him when they got home. In the mean time….
“Newt. That’s a naughty word,” Simon and Andy said in tandem.
Newt nodded his head, “Fuck naughty. Not use neee-ar ‘dults. Tell frends.”
“Shit.”
Delighted laughter came from Newt. “Naughty Daddy. Bad word.”
So maybe he would have that talk with Simon after all, Andy thought, at least not the way he’d planned to. “Did we get everything we planned on shopping for?,” he asked instead.
“That and more,” Simon answered ruefully. “So home then?” “And Newt, don’t use those words.”
“I think so.”
“Home,” Newt agreed.
Meep wrote a sequel Never Annoy a Cat
& Debriefing
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