Book 2: Chapter 122 (1/2)

“Dee! The party’s starting,” Zilphy said. She was in the form of a green rock, tugging on a brown rock which was resting on Vur’s chest. “Let’s go!”

“We’re contracted elementals now,” Diamant said with a sigh. “Act like one, please. When our owner is defenseless in his sleep like he is now, we can’t leave.”

“It’ll be fine,” Zilphy said, tugging harder. The two rocks tumbled off of Vur and bounced on the bed, landing next to Tafel. She was sleeping next to Vur, the rune on her forehead flashing with red and black lights. Vur’s rune was doing the same. “Sheryl’s still there. And that stupid fairy.”

“I’m not stupid!” Stella said as she stuck her head out of the tattoo on Vur’s chest. “You’re stupid!”

“No, I’m not,” Zilphy said. “You are!”

“No, you!”

“I’m—”

“Stop bickering, you two,” Sheryl said from the yellow runes on Vur’s shoulder. “Go have fun at the party, Zilphy. Watch over her, Deedee. Stella and I will take care of Vur.”

“But,” Diamant said and scratched his rocky head.

“You heard her,” Zilphy said, lifting Diamant with her stick-thin arms. “We got permission to party!” She hopped over Tafel and landed on the ground with a cracking noise. Like the wind, she blew past the door with a whistling noise, taking Diamant with her. The door slammed with a bang, rattling the frame.

Sheryl sighed as Vur stirred. “Why do you become so immature when dealing with Zilphy?” she asked Stella.

“I’m practically a baby,” Stella said, fully crawling out of Vur’s body. She crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m allowed to be immature. Being grown up is no fun: too much stress and too little play.”

Before Sheryl could respond, the door flew open, flying off its hinges and landed on the ground. “Found her!” a high-pitched voice said.

“Eh? You found her? We found her!” another high-pitched voice said, coming from further away.

“We found her!”

“Mom’s been found!”

“Hey, hey! Listen! We found her!”

“We…”