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Bella's house gets done, and she fills it up with things. She experiments with magic, and theorizes when she has more data to work with; when she runs out of her steadily increasing mana supply for a day she studies Quenya. One morning she sits bolt upright in bed, realizes she has not seen a single wheel since she got here, and runs off to Mahtan to explain the concept, which is, it turns out, new.
When Fëanáro is feeling sociable she hangs out with him. He finishes his novel. (In it, the school turns him over to social workers and adopt him out, he escapes his foster family, he encounters a dragon and talks his way past it with stories about Arda, he studies wizardry and is unreasonably effective at it, when the dragon opens a portal to Arda he sneaks through too and the Valar slay the dragon, he fixes his mother with magic, and then he masters planar travel himself and conquers Bella's plane.) He finishes his typewriter, too; Bella's of the opinion that it would have been easier if he made vowels separate instead of consonant-hats, but it works okay like so. She acquires one when there is more than one, and learns to type, because crystal balls are a long time coming.
She has made some progress, though. She finds the common thread in dud combinations that produced an aura, and successfully decomposes all her original spells into pieces and begins to make new combinations. Most of these are trivial like the increased character limit arcane mark. Reverse-engineering her undead-damaging spell, though, gets her (small) arcane healing well in advance of when she was expecting to have that down. So anybody who lives on her block and cuts themselves cooking breakfast can knock on her door - or that of anybody who's getting the spells as she turns them out - and get that seen to without bothering a Maia.
Once a month she sees Miriel. Bella doesn't have any ideas that land any better than "forget you forgot something". But forgetting the contents of that foolish, foolish oath is at least a holding pattern that lets Miriel pretty much live her life, so, therapeutic success? ...Bella makes sure to remind Fëanáro that he is very adorable and lovable and adored and loved.
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subtly_artistic
"My mother asked me if I wanted to learn her style of embroidery."
"Of me sleeping. When I'm awake she doesn't like being around me."
subtly_artistic
"I suspect you wouldn't hold still for the portraiture if you were awake." Bella sighs. "Look, I - I can't tell you all the stuff, I've explained why I can't do that. But I also don't have to tell you anything that I do happen to be allowed. She says I may tell you that she loves you, and I know you don't believe her, but can you believe that I wouldn't relay it if I didn't believe her?"
"You believe that she loves me?"
"You've never seen the two of us in the same room."
subtly_artistic
"That's because the only times I am around your mother is when she is having private therapy appointments and otherwise I have to avoid being anywhere nearby. I absolutely believe that she is doing a very ineffective job at looking like it."
"Well, if she really loved me, she'd be more effective at looking like it," he says and squashes the pottery between his hands. "It was lopsided and I want to start over but then I go - maybe that's how I lose all the days -"
subtly_artistic
"Why do you think she'd be effective at looking like it?" murmurs Bella. "- and I don't think practicing a skill like pottery is how you lose days, you'll still be better at pottery after doing more of it. If you don't want to wind up having invested a lot of time into being good at pottery that's a separate, but possibly related problem."
"No, being good at pottery's useful for prototyping lots of things that are more important, and you can practice magic on ceramics."
subtly_artistic
"There you go, then, I still practice teekay, it's like that."
"Valinor is messing with my head," he says, "and I want it to stop."
"I want to work on it. I don't want to sit here being useless until you fix things. I want to matter."
"We should've invented invisibility while I was on the island."
subtly_artistic
"...I really don't think that would have helped in the long run."
"I was being helpful. I wasn't wasting your time."
"They were going to, but then I ruined it." He smashes more clay.
"I wrote another book. It's better than the first one. More realistic. Fëanáro goes to your world and then it eats him."