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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
"I am not going to be grown up for forty. More. Years."
"...can magic fix that?"
subtly_artistic
"Uh. I am not aware of magic having been made to fix that except by, like, putting you in a time pocket or something, and you'd still have to spend all the time growing, it'd only be skipped from everyone else's perspective, and also time magic is stupidly dangerous and might interact weirdly with Valinor so we probably shouldn't go there. Magic could make you look grown up but it wouldn't accelerate your actual development."
"What is development? What's going to change except how I look and how much mana I have?"
subtly_artistic
"In general kids are more impulsive and think shorter-term, learn certain categories of skills faster and better compared to similarly untrained adults but practice them less methodically, act more self-centered - at one point I memorized a list, this would have been important if I'd specialized in pediatric therapy, that's all I remember."
"So if I practice all those things and also use magic to make me look grownup, it'd be just like being grown up."
subtly_artistic
"Not exactly, you'd still be a lot younger than all the adults around but me and they'd presumably know who you were."
"But I bet if I looked and acted grownup they'd treat me like one. They treat you like one."
subtly_artistic
"They might," she allows. "Probably with the exception that everyone including you will still want you to wait forty more Years before you start working on having ten children, that one I don't think you can just work on."
"I could find a magic way to do it," he says confidently.
"...why?"
subtly_artistic
"There is a very strong cultural expectation where I am from that the entire rest of this conversation is had with your parents."
"I know that grownups have sex to have kids, that just doesn't seem at all appealing so I thought I'd invent a way to have kids by magic."
subtly_artistic
"It would still be really weird to have kids even by magic while you are in fact a kid whatever you looked like, but I am glad I do not have to explain that part."
"I"m a hundred years old."
"It really upsets me."
"This was a great day off and in a hundred and forty three I want to have another one."
He uses the bounce spell so he can jump off the building and bound home from there.
subtly_artistic
She wonders if he will like that spell so much when he's actually grown up.
Well, to home with her.
Well, to home with her.
The next day Rúmil brings friends with injuries they didn't ask the Valar to handle, or that the Valar could not manage, by.