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Chapter Five Hundred and fifty-one : You are no fun! (part two)

CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED and FIFTY-ONE

(part two)

“I am a role model for my people,” Fin said.

“Sure,” Tanesha said with a grin.

Their heads turned to the wall when they heard the teenagers next door laugh.

“Should we …?” Fin asked.

“Nah, let’s leave them to their secrets,” Tanesha said.

“I couldn’t agree with you more,” Fin said.

“Okay,” Tanesha said. “Statistics for Scientists …”

“Oh God, this class is going to kill me,” Fin said.

“Why?” Tanesha asked.

“Numbers?” Fin asked. “Fairies don’t do numbers?”

“Because you’re cheaters,” Tanesha said in a chiding tone. “And anyway, we found out about the cooking thing. No one taught you to cook, so you don’t know how.”

Tanesha waved her cards in his face.

“Here’s some teaching for you,” Tanesha said. “You can learn.”

He pointed at her.

“Exactly right,” Fin said with a laugh. “I will learn.”

“Be the wanna-be-King we know you to be,” Tanesha said.

Fin groaned and lay back to stare at the ceiling. Tanesha started going through her cards by herself. After a few minutes, he sat up.

“You’re right,” he said.

“I know I’m right,” Tanesha said. She gave him half of the pack of cards, “Here you quiz me.”

He picked up a card and read one side. He turned it over to see the back.

“What is a percentage?” Fin asked.

Pretending to be him, Tanesha groaned, put the back of her hand to her forehead, and fell back.

“This will kill me,” Tanesha said. “Numbers — why are you so mean to me?”

Fin snorted a laugh. The more she hammed it up, the more he laughed.

“Ah fuck it,” Tanesha said.

“Yes, my dear, let’s get to work,” Fin said.

He made a whip with a lightning bolt of magic.

“That better not be for me,” Tanesha said.

Fin laughed. Tanesha shook her head.

“I cannot believe that I actually missed you this summer,” Tanesha said.

“I am thoroughly charming, aren’t I?” Fin asked.

Tanesha laughed which caused him to laugh. When their laughter died down, they just looked at each other.

“I am so lucky to have a granddaughter who is leading our people into the modern world,” Fin said. “Many fairies are jealous of this assistance.”

“And my cookies,” Tanesha said, wryly.

“That goes without saying,” Fin asked. “Say, how is it that no other fairies besides myself and my siblings can enter the Castle or the Castle grounds?”

“The house got sick of them being around,” Tanesha said.

“The house?” Fin asked raising his eyebrows.

“That is what I was told,” Tanesha said.

“By whom?” Fin asked.

“Delphie, the home’s owner,” Tanesha said.

“Huh,” Fin said. “She’d know. Why can Abi and I come here?”

“Abi can go where she likes,” Tanesha said. “You should know that. Gilfand, as well.”

“Me? Edie?” Fin asked.

“You are considered family,” Tanesha said. “Your sisters, as well. Mari will be here tomorrow.”

“Good,” Fin said. “That is very good. No more annoying fairy envoys.”

“Vying for your cakes and cookies,” Tanesha added to his statement.

“Very true,” Fin said. “I make no measure to hide that. Now …”

He nodded to the flashcards.

“Carry on,” Tanesha said.

They settled down to work.

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…

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