16. Maybe You Know Them Too Well?

“Get upppp.” I sighed as I tried to drag Cassie out of her bed.

“Five more minutes,” she whined, pulling the covers up over her head as she curled up into a little ball.

“…Orion’s in your bed.”

“WHAT?!” she shrieked, bolting upright. She got tangled in the covers as she tried to stand up and instead fell with a hard ‘THUD’.

“Just kidding.” I smirked as I dug through her dresser. I pulled out some light jeans and a plain white t-shirt and tossed them over to her. “You have to show me around before the thing tonight.”

“Ugh, you’re evil,” she groaned, picking herself up off the floor, “what thing?” picking the clothes up, she wandered into the bathroom and shut the door.

“The party.” I sat down, my back against the door. “With Fenrisúlfur and Sirena, remember?”

“Oh. Right. You’re still evil though.” She grinned as she opened the door and I fell.





“Get. Up.” I sighed once again as I beat Orion mercilessly with the ultimate weapon. A fluffy pillow.

“Ten more minutes,” he blindly tried to grab the pillow from me as he pulled the covers tighter, his mess of black hair the only thing sticking out.

“…You know Cassie’s in your bed, right?”

“Ha. Ha. I’m not falling for that.” He turned to the other side and his smirk disappeared as he screamed, “CASSIE?!”

“Hiya.” She waved as she stared face to face with him.

He backed up quickly and fell off the bed at my feet; he landed with a harder ‘THUD’ than Cassie had. “What is she doing in my bed?!”

“I figured it would be easier to wake you up if you started freaking out.” I grinned.

“You’re evil.” He groaned, still lying on the floor.

“So I’ve been told.” I laughed and grabbed Cassie as I headed out of Orion’s room. “Hurry and get up or you’ll miss breakfast.”

“You ruined my appetite when you dislodged my stomach,” he stuck he tongue out at me as I slammed the door.





“Sho whash ar ee ooing ooday?” Orion asked as he crammed his mouth full of chocolate chip pancakes.

Cassie was staring at Orion with a disgusted look on her face, not being able to tear her gaze from him.

“Well, first we’ve going to have to rush you to the ER when you choke on those,” I gestured to what filled his chipmunk looking cheeks, “after that, I want you guys to show me around, like what’s here and stuff.”

He finished chewing and swallowed before he spoke this time “Sounds alright. Just don’t go to the swamp, there’s quicksand.”

“But I can flyyy?” I grinned and flew around the kitchen, just a foot or two above the floor.

“Nuh uh. Our quicksand isn’t like on earth. Ours can chase after you, grab you, and THEN it sucks you under.”

“Well…that’s rude.” I sat down at the table next to them and folded my arms.

“Rude?” he looked at me as though to question my choice of a certain word.

“Yes. Like you sometimes.” I beamed, still sitting in the chair and lying partially on the table.

“I’m not rude.” He glared.

“Yes you are.” I propped my head up with my hands and glared back.

“Nuh uh!”

“You’re rude AND impatient.” I sat up and waved my arms dramatically.

“You’re testing my patience!”

“And you’re getting a C!” I half-screamed.

“Luna! Shut up!” he yelled.

“Oh.” I said quietly. “Now it’s a F. Go to your corner and sit there until I tell you otherwise.”

We all stared intently at each other with poker faces. Cassie was the first to start laughing, we followed right after. “I thought you were serious at first.” She giggled.

Orion and I exchanged looks before I said, “We were, now go sit in the corner, Orion.”

“Oh, come on!” he frowned.

“Go or I’m telling what you did in third grade.”

“FINE!” He picked his chair up and carried to a corner then sat down and faced the wall. “I hate you.”

“Love ya too.” I smirked.