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January 13, 2017

January 13: STORY 2: San Francisco

More about the 20 Days of Chill over here

Note: This will be a four part series. Read Part 1 over here.

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Fiction: Mae and Dash - part 2

Maz 'Dash' Herbert knows it is useless trying to convince his best friend Mae, she needs to wait for her parents instead of going to the witch. But as her best friend, Dash knows Mae would not be persuaded that easily, not when it is something she really wanted to do.

Dash and his mother Hannah, had moved from San Francisco all the way to Brooklyn two years ago. Hannah is always working to pay the bills as she likes to put it whenever Dash asks why they keep moving around. Whenever Hannah could not pay the bills, they would move. When they came to Brooklyn, Hannah had gotten a steady job and kept them in the same rented house. Dash is glad for once he got to stay. He met Mae and that is enough reason to stay.

It's Friday the thirteenth, seven days before Halloween, and as usual Dash waits for Mae at the school's front gate. Mae slouches toward him. Her face is pale and she moves like one without any strength but Dash knows thats the way she moves whenever she is in a bad mood.

He grins at Mae and throws an arm around her shoulders and says, "It will be okay." He is short with speech but Mae always knows what he meant. They have been friends for only two years but Dash never have to say much for her to understand him.

After school as they are walking toward Mae's house, Mae suddenly looks up and exclaims, "I know how to get my parents back without going to the witch's house."

Dash turns to her and raises an eyebrow. He half believes her. Her schemes rarely works.

"My parents were teleported away so maybe if I used a reverse spell, I could bring them back." She grins, showing more teeth than she had shown all week.

"Great! But you suck at spells." Dash says turning away from her.

Mae pauses in her step. "I know. But I have to try. This is my parents we're talking about. I can't just do nothing."

Dash nods his head in agreement.

"Come on!" She grabs his arm and starts running.

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At Mae's house, up in her parent's bedroom, after hours of studying the spell and rereading it a thousand times and trying not to freak out, Mae settles on the bed with her mother's spell book. It is large and covers most of her.

Dash sat on the floor watching Mae. He is certain Mae could do the spell but with a few tries.

"So," Mae looks up with a smile on her face. "Would you like to be my test subject?"

Dash immediately stands up and as he looks around him, he can't bring himself to run. Mae has had very bad luck with spells and they get worst when she is in a bad mood or when she is anxious about something.

"I...Mae..." he begins but as she looks up at him and furrows her eyebrows and gives him a half smile, he knows he could not say no.

"So," Mae says as she places the book on the bed with the pages opened to the teleportation spell. "I need something of yours so I can use it as a focal point so that I can get you back here." She holds out her hand. "Give me your eyeglasses."

Dash takes out his eyeglasses from his breast pocket and places it on her palm. She wraps her hand around it. "Thanks. Don't worry, I won't break them."

She returns to the book and glances at it for a moment and then she turns back to Dash. "Ready?" She smiles up at him. There is an excitement upon her face.

Dash shrugs his shoulders. He is freaked out but he won't show it, not to Mae.

Mae holds Dash's eyeglasses with both of her hands and says, "Think of a place where you want to go the most or really, any place, Switzerland or something."

Dash shrugs his shoulders. Switzerland is the last place he wants to be.

Mae begins to chants while Dash stands and stares at her. This could take a while.

In a moment, blue smoke begins to the fill the room. Dash's lung couldn't find air. He starts to cough. He hears Mae coughing but he can't see her through the blue smoke. "Mae! Mae!" "Dash, I'm here!"

When the smoke clears, Dash is no longer there.

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Note: This will be a four part series.


  1. Running away is one way of dealing with debts
    Teleportation is one way of getting places without having to fly.
    You are one clever girl, Lissa! ;-)

  2. I like how the story is shaping up so far. Now ... though .. time to go international? :)

  3. And the saga continues... :)


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