Not yet. I'm working on kidnapping DD so that I can finally read a WOM.

"Dairine," came a soft voice from the top of the stairs

"Dairine," came a soft voice from the top of the stairs. The girl in question flipped up her eyes and glared accusingly at the perpetrator. They softened, however, when she saw who was calling her name.

She was up expectantly. "Darryl. Did you find anything for me?"

Sadly, he shook his head. "Nothing yet. But I might have a lead. There's a faint trail, a sort of wizardry residue. My wizPod was just able to pick it up. It seems like it travels to Wellakh for a while but then it vanishes. I find it hard to believe that it just vanishes. I think he's where it ends. Like he got lost or forgot where he was going or why or for who or—"

"Darryl!" the red-head shouted over his speech. "You're rambling. Calm down.

He shook his head. "No, no I can't. I don't know. I just can't stop."

Dairine glared at him. "What happened to you?" she asked, articulating every word.

His dark skin flushed significantly and his head bowed. "Oh well um you see I was in your room but you weren't there—well obviously not, you're here—and this guy was and he was the one who carried the One's Champion and he um well he wasn't exactly decent and Nita was there and she was in the bed and uh…"

Dairine could no longer contain her laughter when his rushed, confusing words faded to soundlessness.

Darryl gave her an odd look, wondering what she found so funny.

Composing herself, Dairine let out one last coarse laugh. She sucked in a ragged breath ad opened her mouth to speak. "Darryl love," her voice was sweeter than honey, "come sit down next to me." She sat up and moved aside some blankets for the smaller boy to sit. When he did, she placed a loving hand on his shoulder. "Darryl, when two people really love each other, or they're just horny, they have sex. Now I'm going to tell you all about the birds and the bees."

Darryl's skin was more red than brown by this time. "No Dairine, I already know what they were doing. Y-you don't have to tell me."

Dairine raised her eyebrows. "You know… everything?"

At this, he cocked his head. "Maybe not everything, but my parents told me about it. Most of it, I think."

"Uh-huh," she said patiently. "But I can tell you more." Her smile was warm and inviting. Darryl was lost to her charm. He enthusiastically nodded, like he would enjoy nothing more than listening to Dairine talk about the volume of the kitchen sink. He followed her into said kitchen.

When Nita and Ronan walked in, they found Darryl staring in rapture at Dairine, banana in hand.

The older Callahan turned her head towards Ronan and repeated, "Corrupting impetus." He merely gaped at the sight.

Nita faced her younger sister again. As calmly as she could, she asked, "Dair, could you please come with me?"

She stood from the table and walked into the living room with Nita, leaving Darryl and Ronan alone again.

They were both silent and could hear the two sister talking in the next room.

"You were teaching him about sex?! That's something his parents should be teaching him!"

A small sound of shuffling feet and then came the reply, "They did teach him the basics but there are certain things he wouldn't know…"

"And you thought it was your duty to teach him? At the very least, it should be someone who knows firsthand about that stuff!"

"Like you or Ronan?" and the boys could hear the evil smile in her voice.

With a string of four letter words that would have made her father frown, had he knew what had been going on in his house that past few hours, Nita slapped her little sister across her cheek. The jujitsu student violently blocked the next few attacks.

"Was that absolutely necessary, Juanita Louise?"

The daughters paused in a freeze frame as their father descended the stairs.

"Daddy…"

His reply was sharp. "Don't 'Daddy' me. I don't care if you just saved the universe; you still have to obey my rules."

Both girls dropped their arms and heads. They sat on the couch as Mr. Callahan walked into the kitchen. "You," he said, looking at Darryl, "should go home. Dairine will talk to you when she is not grounded."

Darryl nodded respectfully and left with the usual pop! It was then Ronan's turn for a speech.

"As you are injured, I would feel uncomfortable making you do wizardry to get you out of here and I doubt you have much money. Given the information I have heard, I see you still have strength though. Perhaps enough to spend your last few days recovering with Kit or Tom and Carl. I'd appreciate it if my house only had its family members in it for a few days, especially because my daughter will only be leaving for school and 'business'. You can use the phone over there," and he pointed to the counter, "to call someone."

Ronan, too, nodded. "I think I'll try the seniors," he commented as he started to make his way over to the telephone.

"As for you two," he turned, "I gave you those self defense lessons in case someone was to beat you up. Not for you to attack your sister. And I have never allowed language like that in my house. To your rooms. I'm sure you have homework from the past two weeks."

He returned to the kitchen were Ronan was hanging up the phone and began making his coffee.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Callahan," the Irishman said, leaving.

He sat down at the table and rubbed his eyes just as the girls looked back from the top of the stairs. "It's all just too much, Betty."

My computer broke. And I lost everything. It was horrible. I'm sorry.

I have no idea where this is going. And I'm taking 2 APs and 2 honors classes at my school. I'll update as much as I can but... hehe... We saw how othen that was. XD