Carter
I knew the gods hated me. Even with the lingering memories of Horus I wasn't sure they could curse a mortal this much. I'd recently been roused by my sister & our new student, Felix, to find myself & the mansion's roof covered in scaps of leather & goo. Sadie would pay for this.
Sadie
Let me cut in here. Before my brother tells you all about his sad life traveling the world & living it up with magic, let me explain that what happened on the roof wasn't my fault. (Yes, Carter. I know that the godly powers came later. Now get off & let me tell the real story!)
I was practicing my magic like a good little magician outside. I'd decided to use the roof so I could get some fresh city air & not make sure nothing broke inside. That's the kind of person I am. (I can't believe their buying this! Carter, let go!)
So I was trying to get this animation spell to work. I'd brought up a few botched animal wax figures to use, & so far most of them had melted. Which has nothing to do with my skill at weilding magic, mind you. My patron goddess, Isis, just wasn't helpful that today.
I turned my attention to the last figurine. It was a donkey so misshapen it resembled the Set animal more than an Equidae. (Fancy name for ***es, am I right?) This was where things went wrong, even when considering the first melted victims.
I was so frustrated at the uncouperative wax doll-wannabes that I asked for a little push from Isis. After all, animating an object was some serious magic. Unfortunately, Isis isn't big on helping Sadie practice, & the eerie figure probably didn't help her mood.
I chanted the incarnation for what felt like the hundredth time this morning, & watched as gold hieroglyphs appeared to circle around the small wax donkey. It grew bigger, until it was it's proper real life size. I continued the spell as two visitors made there way onto the roof.
I glanced at Carter & Felix before turning my full attention back at the donkey. The donkey that looked a little too big now. (I know a shouldn't have gotten distracted, Carter. Who's fault was it though, hmm?) I tried to fix it, really. Do you have any idea how to undo a spell while your casting it? Didn't think so, magicless listener.
The donkey exploded & it was just as cool as it sounded. (What makes you think it was gross, Carter?) Felix & I managed to hit the deck, but my geek of a brother got hit full force with the blast. Pieces of fur & gunk rained down, but threw up a barrier around myself.
I got up & surveyed the mess. Felix was already up & grinning ear to ear, but Carter was lying down on his back with his eyes closed. I'm proud to say I ran to his side like a concerned sibling, right after I checked to make sure I was clean.
Carter groaned like I punched him. He's so dramatic when he comes around. He kept muttering about the gods hating him, so I knew he was just fine. (& I thought we were so popular, too. I don't know why you keep complaining. Hey, give back the mic!)
Carter
Finally! I'm sorry you had to listen to her for so long. For a twelve year old, she pretty tough. (Don't laugh, Sadie! You bit me.) Anyway, she is not a model magician, so don't think anyone else is like that. If you do discover your a descendant of the pharaohs, please keep in mind that exploding donkey curses aren't fun for everyone involved, & have henceforth been banned at the Brooklyn house.