"I know I'm not for everybody, and that's okay. " I can," Maddie says with a quick look at the scrunchie patterned with skulls that's holding her hair out of her face-it had been Ivy's gift to her last Christmas, and she's worn it every single day since then. "I can't believe I used to be scared of you." "So I've learned," he murmurs as his lips curve into a soft smile. "Okay, maybe there are a few other things in there, but sheesh-appearances aren't everything, Sprig." Before, he only knew the nasty rumors surrounding Wartwood's resident witch, but now, he's glimpsed the curious, kind, creative girl behind them, and he really, really likes what he sees. The sound of her laugh used to send a chill down Sprig's spine, but as of late, it's been lighting a fire in his heart. "Red mantis blood? It's just blue moon berry juice!" Maddie cackles. "That stuff looked like red mantis blood."
"I kind of was," Sprig confesses, watching in wonder as Ivy lights up the night once more with another swoosh of her sword. "You look like you were expecting a death hex or something." "I knew that recipe for silent fireworks just needed a little more fine-tuning! The triplets are going to love these for their birthday! They're the noisiest people I know, but they hate loud noises-go figure! Hey, you okay there, farm boy?" she questions, tossing Ivy another vial as she takes in the awed expression on his face. "Yes!" Maddie pumps her fist when not one of their escorts (or the robot that can supposedly detect an explosion from a mile away) so much as bats an eye. He cautiously lifts one eyelid just in time to see the cork pop off of the flask, and his jaw drops when the elixir soundlessly bursts into a stunning shower of sparks, not unlike the fire flowers that paint the heavens at the end of every Grubhog Day celebration. Sprig squeezes his eyes shut when Ivy sends it rocketing into the air with a swing of her blade, bracing himself for some sort of grisly curse to literally rain down on them, but it never does. Ives, go long!" Once Ivy does, holding her new sword over her shoulder like a baseball bat, Maddie pitches her a potion bottle, one that's made out of shatterproof glass and filled with a red liquid that fizzles and pops even in the absence of any flame. "Perfect, I've been waiting for a chance to test these out all week.
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"Your dad's talking shop with Ivy's mom, and Jess and Ally are showing Polly how to save pictures to Frobo's hard drive." "Nah," he answers, sparing the five people who had insisted on chaperoning them a glance before helping himself to another slice of sausage pizza. "Psst, Sprig, is anybody in the peanut gallery looking this way?" Maddie asks around a mouthful of mushrooms and mozzarella cheese. International Fanworks Day 2022 - Classic Fic Recs Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 118502 Chapters: 15/15 Comments: 739 Kudos: 820 Bookmarks: 123 Hits: 19048
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