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The remaining two days of the walk are much more affectionate, and also much more free of wizards and snakes than the first two days were. Somehow, all three travelers manage to not realize that Bella has not yet produced her name, even though on at least one occasion it would have been convenient for Tony to have.
And there is the castle, and there is the -
"Skyvault," sighs Bella, diving into her hat for her specs.
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Bella tugs Sherlock down after her. For snuggles. If she also waves a bare foot at the door in such a way that it is convinced to close, that's unrelated. Maybe.
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Excellent.
It's some time later when, staring up at the ceiling, Bella says, "I should probably call home and tell Cricket the news. He expects me home in a few days."
It's some time later when, staring up at the ceiling, Bella says, "I should probably call home and tell Cricket the news. He expects me home in a few days."
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Bella starts reaching for a change of clothes. "Where's a mirror I can use?" she asks, stuffing her head into a raspberry-colored tunic.
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"Perhaps not so portable as all that."
When she does in fact fetch one, it is not in fact extremely portable: just an ordinary smallish wall mirror, convenient enough to carry around a medium-sized castle but not something you'd want to pack on a long trip.
When she does in fact fetch one, it is not in fact extremely portable: just an ordinary smallish wall mirror, convenient enough to carry around a medium-sized castle but not something you'd want to pack on a long trip.
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"Ah, I see, you are of course less wary of carrying fragile objects than I am," laughs Bella.
She props the mirror up against a wall. "Mirror, mirror, on the wall, I would like to make a call."
"Who?" asks the mirror.
Bella blinks; hers is more polite than that. "Cricket the cat at the home of Bella Swan, in the Enchanted Forest."
"Just a sec," the mirror says.
She props the mirror up against a wall. "Mirror, mirror, on the wall, I would like to make a call."
"Who?" asks the mirror.
Bella blinks; hers is more polite than that. "Cricket the cat at the home of Bella Swan, in the Enchanted Forest."
"Just a sec," the mirror says.
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Sherlock glances at Bella, perhaps wondering what was so surprising about the mirror's response, perhaps thinking about something else entirely.
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Presently the mirror shows Cricket. Since Bella's mirror is up on her wall, Cricket has apparently dragged a chair over to sit on and get into frame. "Mrooow?"
"Hi, Cricket! I'm engaged!"
"Meow!"
"If they were allergic to cats I think it would have come up sooner."
"Mew mow?"
"Yes, they - well, sort of, they're princesses, they need heirs, I have to see if I can do that before I can marry both of them."
"Meowwww?"
"Sherlock first."
"Mew."
"Yes, I know Tony was flirting with me more. Tony pretty much just flirts more, period, that's part of why Sherlock first, Tony will have an easier time finding an acceptable husband if I can't come up with a spell."
"Meoooowow."
"Your confidence is, I hope, well-placed."
"Hi, Cricket! I'm engaged!"
"Meow!"
"If they were allergic to cats I think it would have come up sooner."
"Mew mow?"
"Yes, they - well, sort of, they're princesses, they need heirs, I have to see if I can do that before I can marry both of them."
"Meowwww?"
"Sherlock first."
"Mew."
"Yes, I know Tony was flirting with me more. Tony pretty much just flirts more, period, that's part of why Sherlock first, Tony will have an easier time finding an acceptable husband if I can't come up with a spell."
"Meoooowow."
"Your confidence is, I hope, well-placed."
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"Oh, Cricket thinks I can do anything," laughs Bella self-consciously. "I can do a lot of things, but 'anything' is pushing it."
"Mewew."
"Cricket," says Bella dryly, "she's not a cat. She doesn't go into heat."
"Mow!"
"Whenever, okay, and that's all I'm telling you about that."
"Mewew."
"Cricket," says Bella dryly, "she's not a cat. She doesn't go into heat."
"Mow!"
"Whenever, okay, and that's all I'm telling you about that."
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"Mooooow."
"Cricket says to tell you," Bella relays to Sherlock, "that you'd better be good to me."
"Mew."
"Or you may be scratched. 'Ket-cat, I don't think you want to try that."
"Cricket says to tell you," Bella relays to Sherlock, "that you'd better be good to me."
"Mew."
"Or you may be scratched. 'Ket-cat, I don't think you want to try that."