Hi guys.
Ohh it's the end the end. I feel sad.
I'd like to thank everyone for reading this, and I hope you enjoyed the story. I also would like to give extra thanks to those who reviewed, because reviews make me happy. Extra EXTRA thanks go to those who felt the need to point out my errors. Because I make a lot of them and it makes me feel good that you guys care enough to correct me :) Even if I don't always seem like I appreciate it, I really do.
Today's chapter title, once again and for the last time, comes from Final Fantasy VII.
Enjoy.
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Chapter ten: Reunion
Fawful paced across the room.
He was back in Kamek's house in Little Fungitown. Kamek had left him there, saying that he was going to the store to buy the last few things on the list…
His impatience was driving him mad.
He was trying the tried-and-true method of not looking at the clock no matter what. After all, every seven-year-old knew that looking at the clock made time seem to go slower, so obviously not looking at the clock made it go faster. Simple physics.
The temptation got to him, though, and he risked a glance at the clock.
Only five minutes had passed! It wasn't working!
He growled and continued pacing.
After what seemed like forever—but was actually more like 47 minutes and 4 seconds, Kamek walked through the door with a bag in each hand.
"Did you have finding of all we are needing?" Fawful asked as soon as Kamek had opened the door.
"Of course," Kamek answered, closing the door. "We're ready to do this."
Fawful cheered and danced about the room.
Kamek motioned at the box on the floor. Earlier that day he had filled it with all of the items they had collected. "Okay, grab that and let's go. We're doing this over at your hideout so no one sees."
"Okay I say!" Fawful practically sang, picking up the box.
They went outside, climbed onto Kamek's broom, and flew off. They soon arrived at Fawful and Cackletta's hideout, in the depths of the forest in the outskirts of the Beanbean Kingdom.
"What's the biggest room in this place?" Kamek asked as they walked in.
"There is being an old ballroom," Fawful answered, "It has much largeness. Be following me."
Fawful led Kamek up a flight of stairs and down a hall into an old ballroom that was falling apart. It had holes in the ceiling through which sunlight shone through, and the floor creaked uneasily as they walked across it.
"This'll do," Kamek said, looking around. "Okay. Let's get started."
Kamek pulled a chunk of white chalk from one of his bags and walked out into the center of the room. With the book open as a reference, he started drawing a magic circle along the floor. The circle quickly got bigger and more intricate as he drew, eventually encompassing most of the surface area of the floor. Eventually he finished, and Kamek made his way over to the box and bags full of all of the magical items. He picked them up and proceeded to walk around the magic circle, placing items in certain areas.
"Can I be helping?" Fawful asked as he watched Kamek work.
"No," replied Kamek, "You'll just mess it up."
"I will not have the up-messing of anything!" Fawful argued.
"Just stand there and don't touch anything," Kamek insisted.
Fawful huffed, crossed his arms, and continued to watch as Kamek set everything up.
Finally Kamek finished, and he walked back to where Fawful was. He stood with his hands on his hips, looking over his handiwork.
"Not bad. I have to admit, kid, your master's got style. That's one of the prettiest magic circles I've seen in a while… here's hoping it's got substance as well."
"So we are ready?"
Kamek nodded. "Yep… wait, no. A thought occurs to me."
"Yes?"
"Go down to Cackletta's room and fetch some clothes for her, okay?" Kamek instructed.
"Whying?"
"Well, it's just that I don't think the afterlife provides clothing," Kamek said.
"Huh?"
He rolled his eyes. "She's going to be naked. Go get her some clothes."
"Ohhh," Fawful nodded and dashed downstairs. He returned shortly with a dress and various underclothes in his arms. "I have return!"
"Good boy. Drop them here," Kamek motioned at a spot on the floor. Fawful did this. "Okay. Stand back, I'm about to start."
Fawful retreated to the wall and waited for the spectacle to begin. Kamek opened his mouth to begin the incantations, but then thought better of it. "Also, face the wall."
"What!"
"You're too young to be looking at your master naked," Kamek said sternly. "Now face the wall or I won't do this."
Fawful sighed harshly, but did as he was told.
"Okay then," said Kamek. He cleared his throat.
Kamek then proceeded to chant a long, complicated incantation in one of the old languages of magic that Fawful couldn't understand at all. Even facing the wall, Fawful could see light flickering wildly, growing brighter and more colorful as the spell progressed. There was noise too, a weird cross between a hum and a rumble that, like the light, was becoming more and more intense as time passed.
Kamek was impressed. This whole thing was quite the spectacle. Cackletta certainly had a flair that most Magikoopas lacked—although Kamek wasn't sure if this was a good thing or not.
Beams of light were appearing and disappearing at an intense rate, and energy was crackling all along the magic circle. Finally, just as Kamek finished reading the incantation, lightning shot through the room, consuming the middle of the circle. All of the items arranged along the circle disappeared in a flash of light, and Kamek could see the silhouette of a woman appear inside the lightning bolt.
Kamek covered his eyes.
All of the light and noise died down, and Kamek spoke.
"We're both averting our eyes since we know you aren't clothed and all. Get dressed and let us know when you're decent."
There was the sound of footsteps, and then shuffling as clothes were donned. Fawful had to use every bit of restraint in his little body to prevent from looking. It wasn't that he wanted to peek at her while she was dressing, it was just that he couldn't wait to see her again. But he knew he shouldn't look-- he did not want to invoke her wrath, after all.
Finally, Cackletta's familiar voice rang out.
"Okay. I'm dressed."
Fawful wasted no time in turning around. Seeing his mistress, standing there all in one piece, he was overwhelmed by joy. He ran up and jumped into her, hugging her with all of the strength he had.
"O great Cackletta! I had the missing of you! I feared I might never have seeing you again!"
"Fawful?"
"Yes, O great Cackletta?"
Cackletta was turning blue from hard she was being hugged. "Let go. NOW."
Fawful let go, dropping to the ground as he did so. "I have apology. I am simply overwhelmed with happiness and relieving. I was being so lost without you here and… and…"
Fawful looked away. Cackletta frowned.
"Fawful, are you crying?'
Fawful sniffled.
"Don't. Crying is a sign of weakness."
"I… I again have the apology," Fawful stuttered. "I… I just…"
Cackletta watched as Fawful tried to contain himself. She sighed.
"I guess it's okay… just for now though," she looked over her loyal toady. "Did something happen to your legs?"
Fawful nodded. "I had being attacked by the Piranha Plant who is Kamek's girlfriend."
"Sheesh. You really are lost without me, huh," she picked Fawful up and began to carry him.
"Naval is not my girlfriend, by the way," Kamek seethed.
Cackletta looked over at Kamek. "You're still here? Do you want something?"
"You're darn right I want something!" Kamek walked closer to the Beanwitch. "Firstoff, I want to be rewarded for having babysat your little crony here. He was a lot of trouble and I had to work my butt off helping him revive you. All he could do was sit around and cry without me helping him!"
Fawful snuggled up to his mistress. "He has exaggeration, O great Cackletta. Although he was of much helping, I still had doing most of the work."
Kamek frowned. "Gee, thanks kid," he decided to let it slide. "And second, I challenge you to a magical duel to prove, once and for all, which of us is the superior magician!"
"Is that so," Cackletta snapped a finger, and a bolt of lightning hit Kamek.
The Magikoopa fell over, charred and smoldering.
"No fair… I wasn't ready…"
"Your reward will be that I'll let you live," Cackletta said, smiling amusedly. "Now leave."
"But…"
Cackletta put Fawful down. "Fawful, show him out."
"I obey!" Fawful said cheerfully. He skipped over to Kamek and helped him to his feet. "Have coming, smelly Magikoopa who smells of turtle."
"You stupid traitor," Kamek groaned, in pain.
Fawful led Kamek down the stairs and to the door. He pushed Kamek outside.
"You're such a little ingrate," Kamek hissed, "After all I did for you, you're just throwing me out?"
Fawful nodded. "Yes!"
"You're going to regret this, you jerk!"
"I am thinking not," Fawful said cheerfully. He pulled a large bag from his cloak and handed it to Kamek. "Here."
"Huh?" Kamek opened the bag. "Th-this…"
"Yes. It is being a large bag of gold," Fawful smiled even wider, and spoke in a low, conspiratorial tone. "I had snatching of it from Cackletta's room when I was fetching clothings. I will be telling her that burglars were stealing it."
Kamek was dumbfounded. "Er… thanks."
"I am assuming this is paying my indebtedness to you?"
Kamek started to get a hold of himself. "Yeah, I guess so," he hid the bag away in his robes. "I would have preferred more, but I'll take what I can, I guess."
"Of coursing. Faring well," Fawful began to close the door.
"Wait," Fawful stopped closing the door, and Kamek paused. "Take care of yourself, kid."
Fawful nodded. "And you as well," he said.
Kamek paused again. "… And if your master gets herself killed again, don't you dare come crying to me again, you hear me?"
Fawful laughed. "I am hearing. Good bye."
And Fawful closed the door.
Kamek started to walk away.
He felt rather pleased, humiliation and magic burns aside. He was rid of that annoying bean, he had money, and…
He did a good thing for once.
He shook his head and slapped himself. A good thing! Hah! What on Earth was he thinking? He was a Magikoopa, and Bowser's personal advisor! He didn't do 'good things'!
He sighed, and sat down on a grassy knoll. Out of curiosity, he pulled out the bag and started to count out the gold pieces.
After factoring in the money he would get from selling off the extra Invincishrooms, he came to the conclusion that…
"I'm rich!"
Kamek put the bag back into his robe pocket and hopped onto his broom. He shot off merrily into the blue sky, bobbing along to music that only he could hear.
The End.
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Ahh, I love happy endings. I know that sounds weird coming from ME, if you've read any of my other works XD Ah jeez. But yay, everyone's happy! Cackletta's back to being alive, Fawful has his master/ adoptive mommy back, and Kamek's rich. Yay! Everyone wins :B Except for the good guys of course, but who cares!
This has got to be one of the happiest endings I've ever written XD And… jeez, thinking about the projects I'm working on right now, it's probably the happiest I'll write in some time! I hope you guys liked it.
Until next time…