Lucy pov

We lost. Yeah Solange fell fifteen minutes after I went out leaving Quinn victorious. "Don't worry Luce there is plenty more to catch up on." Quinn said cheerily. God I wanted to punch his face, So bad but apparently that would forfeit a point to his team. So yeah it wasn't worth it. "is a scavenger hunt." Quinn said his eyes scanning a piece of paper covered in his messy scrawl. "are you not at a bit of an unfair advantage with that since you set it up!" Solange said clutching her knees to her chest. Quinn gave a fake hurt look and put his hand to his chest "Solange, you are my sister you are supposed to think better of me. I didn't set it up I told Sebastian to do it" Quinn defended himself "I wanted this to be fair." I feel sorry for Sebastian being dragged into these petty games, he probably has much better things to do like scowl at babies.

I frowned at Sebastian's list of objects. He was being very specific,vague and difficult which was going to make this confusing. This was going to take hours.

Smetlar lov popis

A heart of gold

Titanium

fire

a rare flower that is the colour of the sun

cookies and cream based food (not actually oreos)

A man of courage

soft patterned paper

a lock of black hair

a piece of Maine

a rope that's not used to tie hostages

An ivory charm

a burnt piece of novels

Red hair

ice that has not from the freezer or any other freezing object

blood stain

something small and blue

something of protection

a used nail

three frogs (safely contained and healthy)

a purple spot

a white rose

A glamourous male

a lute

I looked at t blankly, I really am never going to get my toaster and kettle back. Ever. I looked at Nicholas "what the hell does Smetlar lov popis mean!?" I asked. "Scavenger hunt list in Croatian" Oh. Well that was simple I guess. I eyed him suspiciously "Since when did you know Croatian?" I questioned. "I dabble in a few languages" He said bragging not so subtly. "Okay so lets get going" I said making my way out of Sol's bedroom. "lets go team" Sol shouted.

Quinn pov

Clearly trying to bribe Sebastian to write things that were only in my room didn't work. I guess he is diplomatic that way. I guess this truly is going to be a fair game. I turned to Conner and Logan. "so boys how we going to approach this?" I asked. They looked at me blankly for a moment and then Conner spoke up "we should start at the end of the list as Lucy and her nit twits will start with number one" I nodded "good thinking,so what's the last item on the list?" I asked. "a lute" Logan said. I stared at him blankly, what on earth is a lute. Damn Sebastian for making this all hard. "a lute is an old string instrument from the medieval era" Logan said. Of course he would know, he should have been born in that era. "so where do you suppose one would find a lute?"

Solange pov

A heart of gold...Where was I suppose to find one of those. I don't exactly have the midas' touch. I stared at Lucy and Nicholas for a while. We were standing in the hallway, leaning against the wall not quite knowing where to start. "a heart of gold, where do we get one of those?" I asked twiddling with my fingers. "over the rainbow" Lucy joked. I glared at her "no but seriously where the hell do we look for a heart of gold" I said. Lucy dropped down and sat on the floor. "I have no idea. Nic?" Nicholas shook his head .Damn. "right why don't we split up and take an item each get through as much as we can and beat Quinn's sorry ass and get my kitchen stuff back" Lucy said looking down at the list. "Sol you take the heart of gold, Nic you can take the titanium and I will take fire" Lucy said standing up. "can we really trust you with fire?" Nicholas questioned. "Of course you can", Lucy giggled. So that meant no. She was such a pyro. I remember that time she accidentally burnt my pottery shed, to this day I still don't know how she did but the proof is in the scorch marks.

Sebastian pov

I sat in the study reading. Finally some peace from the moron's and their idiotic games. Mom and where out training mom's new arm. I was comfortably reading The Crucible. I was act two and the play was getting interesting. The tension between John and Elizabeth was so gripping. Duncan walked into the study covered in oil. He was about to sit in the chair across from mine but I stopped him quickly "If you get oil on that chair Mom will kill you" I said. The chair was vintage god knows how old. Mom was very fond of it. Duncan just rolled his eyes, "fine you gotta minute? I need you help" He asked. I sighed heavily stood up and placed a silk bookmark on my page. I sat the play gently on my seat. "let's go then" I muttered,clearly I wasn't getting a break today.