Magilou's Ears
The party had returned to Loegress and took residence at the Tavern. Rokurou and Eizen were in the middle the middle of a heated drinking contest to settle their fishing competition. Neither could catch a fish to save their life; all because of the Reaper's Curse. Velvet had retired early, preferring to keep herself from being dragged into their silly contest. She was only nineteen which meant she couldn't drink. Enjoying food was out of the question so she ate quickly and let herself out with a brief, "Night Phi,". Eleanor followed shortly afterward, bidding a goodnight to the group. Laphicet was helping himself to Tabatha's peach pie, his mouth blanketed in its contents.
"Keep going like that and you'll start eating the plate!" Magilou grinned. The great witch stayed just to see what would happen to Laphicet's elder brother figures. Will they drink the place drier than the sun? Or shall one slip into the cold embrace of unconsciousness? The alarmingly rising stacks of empty bottles supported the former. A small clang, of Laphicet's fork hitting his plate caught her attention. Tilting her head, Magilou saw wide eyes like she had revealed the darkest truth of the world. Or, maybe he was imitating a very cute deer. "It was a joke kid," The witch reassured the boy.
Shaking his head, "I know,"
"Oh? Then what's with those doe eyes?" Magilou asked. She gasped, "Could you have possibly fallen for little ole me? I mean, of course, there was no w-"
"That's not it," Laphicet interrupted.
"Then what is it?"
"How do I put this," the boy paused, closed his eyes, and asked, "I've never noticed it before but, why do you have pointy ears?"
Aww, he was actually concerned about whether or not his question would hurt her feelings, not like she cared either way. An idea popped into her head, if she was going to answer his question, she might as well have a little fun.
"All the ears I see are round and come in different shapes but, never pointy," Laphicet elaborated. "I haven't even read about pointy ears in my books,"
Smirking, "Laphicet, my dear my ears are pointy because of a wonderful little spell that allows me to hear every teensy weensy sound." To be completely honest she was just born with these ears, at least that's what she remembered, probably.
"Wow really?"
"Oh yes I can even hear the sounds you make while thinking of me,"
His face instantly turned the darkest shade of red, "MAGILOU!" In the background, Tabatha chuckled to herself muttering something about young love. The young Malak curled his hands into fists and started shaking them at her.
"What have you done now Magilou?" Velvet grumbled. With her witch senses tingling, Magilou leaned to the right. A flying bottle whistled past her head, the air tickling the pointed tip of her left ear and, shattered against the wood wall behind her. Glass scattered all over the floor underneath the impact site.
"Velvet dear, when will you realize there are better ways of expressing your gratitude towards me? I only revealed to the boy, a healthy habit any growing young man will experience!" The Great Witch rested against the table, her legs crossed, "He's taking his first steps to adulthood and as an adult, I have to make sure he doesn't fall back down."
"Then let him fall down, he can get back up himself," Velvet countered. Calamity herself turned to Laphicet, her eyes bearing down on him, "Isn't that right Phi?"
The boy, already startled by what transpired quickly replied, "I only wanted to know why her ears were pointy,"