When Maggie walked back into the cave William was at the desk working on carving something that he quickly hid. "What are you doing back so early?" he asked.
"Keeping your truck away from the police, the whole school panicked when someone recognized your truck, but I think my teacher believed my report was true before I left." Maggie said as she walked over and handed him the keys, "So what are you working on?"
"Something." William replied.
"What kind of something?" Maggie asked as she tried to see what he was hiding under his hands.
"You'll see when it's finished." He told as he suddenly brought his wing up to block her view and snuck what ever he had been working on into the top desk drawer then locked it.
"That is so not fair using your wing like that." Maggie said as she tried to peak over his wing.
"I thought you liked my wings." William replied then suddenly moved his wing around behind Maggie, wrapping it wing around her, knocking her off balance so she ended up falling backwards and he caught her with his wing.
Maggie sat there for a moment with William's wing curled around her like some type of cross between a chair and a hammock, with her feet hanging about a foot past the bottom of his wing and a few inches from the ground and the rest of her body completely supported by his wing. "Well they are impressive and apparently they make a good hammock." She said leaning her head back against his wing. "The question is how long can you keep this up before your wing gives out?"
"Probably longer than you can stand being this close to me." William replied.
"We'll see about that." Maggie said crossing her arms stubbornly as she realized she was no longer uncomfortable around him, even when he smiled at her she no longer felt nervous when she saw his long sharp teeth.
"I guess we will." William replied.
For the next couple of hours they sat like that, just talking until William flinched slightly.
"I guess you lose." Maggie said.
"What do you mean? My wing hasn't given out yet."
"I saw you flinch, either that means your wing is cramping up from not moving or you need to eat, either way you'll end up being the first one to give up, which means I win." Maggie said grinning at him.
"That's not fair, I can't control the curse, I have to eat." William said.
"Life isn't fair, you know that better than most people." Maggie said.
"Well I demand a rematch." William told her.
"Anytime." Maggie replied grinning as William reluctantly lowered his wing and tipped it up so Maggie could stand up.
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