(A/N: Okay, I'm a little more sane, this chapter is a little more like what I usually write... Hehehe)
Chapter 30: More of the Muggles, and Terror Isle. (Cathy's sanity is
returning)
"Now that." Cate said shortly, remembering the insane Muggles that she ran across playing a sport. "My dear friends Cathy, Tiff, Brandon, and Sean.. Is a real sport.. Not Basketball or whatever it's called..."
The Muggles weren't even around anymore. She, Bellum, Facere, and Dolere had left them about an hour ago. They were going to find a temporary home in this little ghost town. It was probably the smallest town she had come across...
"Classifieds... Are Muggle classifieds the same as ours?" Dolere said, rather puzzled. Everyone shrugged. They were sitting in the cafe, getting rather odd looks from everyone. It was freezing cold as well. Cate shivered, and before going any other place, she conjured herself up warmer clothes.
"Are you folks looking for a place to rent?" the cafe owner said, pouring more of the coffee into Bellum's cup. He didn't like the taste, but he smiled and drank it anyways.
"Yeah..." Dolere said. "Know of anyplace? These ads are impossible..."
"Sure..." She wrote down an address and handed it to Dolere. "Jus' go an' see Dennis. He'll show you the farm he's got fer sale. Hurry while you can, the kids with the snowmobiles are still here. I'm sure three of them will be going here. They're a good bunch of kids, but rather noisy. Oh... there they go. Well, best of luck to you folk!"
"Thank you..." Bellum said, not sure if he should be happy or not.
"Follow the snowmobiles dears!"
"Well then... Now if we knew what a snowmobile was..." Facere commented.
"Well, follow the kids." Cate said. "We want a vehicle. What shall we have..." She said to them, looking at her wand. Everyone said something different.
"BMW!" Bellum said eagerly.
"VW Beetle!" Dolere said.
"Rolls Royce!" Farce suggested.
Cate grinned. "How about..."
A silver Mini Van popped up. Everyone stared at her. She grinned. "It's practical. I've seen loads of Muggles Driving them before... They seem quite popular."
"Yeah.. The mummies and daddies drive them..." Dolere laughed.
"So what?! We're driving a Mini Van."
"How cool."
They all piled in, and after a half an hour ride that should have taken 5 minutes, they arrived at a farm. There was an old white house, and a new house, which was tan, with a large wraparound deck. There was a white mini-van, a car (Mercury Sable), several Pick-up trucks, and a few farm equipment vehicles.
"See.. They have a van.."
"Well, they also have children."
"We can pretend then. Would you like me to turn you into a child, Dolere?" Cate said, her eyes flashing.
"No thank-you..."
They climbed the icy steps on the deck, and look through the glass door. There was a button... But no one dared to press it. Finally, Facere reached out and tapped it. A bell sounded inside, and there was a patter of feet to be heard. Soon, there were people standing right in front of them on the hardwood floor.
"Come in!" said the man that answered, who was presumably the father in the household.
They stepped inside, all four of them shivering. It was no way to dress for a North Dakota winter. Then, like thunder, six children all skidded across the floor in the socks, sliding along the way. Brandon, Cathy, and Tiff were all there. There were three littler ones they were not yet familiar with. One was a little blonde girl, the other a little girl with red hair, and there was a boy with hair that seemed to be a mix of every hair color possible.
Brandon recognized the house guests, and stopped, Cathy crashed into him, Tiff crashed into her, and so on.. all like a chair of dominos. But they didn't fall over. The man shook his head and sighed.
"Only three of these are mine..." He pulled Cathy forward, and the two that looked least like her, the red haired girl and the boy with weird hair... " The oldest is Cathy. This here is Vince, and this is Jenny. These strange few here, Brandon, Tiffany, and Megan. Megan is Brandon's little sister. Though they seem to live here sometimes anyways... And Tiff... She's just here. A lot."
"Well, that's interesting." Bellum said. This man talked a lot. Well, now they were acquainted with a few too many Muggles.
"Anyways... We're here to ask about renting your other farmstead." He said, not really knowing what a farmstead was.
"Oh yes!" The man said. " I'm Dennis by the way. Now you want to rent the other farm... Have you seen it yet?"
"No." All four said in unison. There was a long boring conversation, while the kids ran off to the living room, and were engaged in a wrestling match. It was Cathy -vs- her brother, Vince, who was only 11 and could beat her easily. Cathy was 14. So
was Brandon, but he had no problem. Tiff was just as little as Cathy, actually, littler, and lost to Brandon and Vince.
"Not fair. You're bigger!" Cathy protested.
"It is too fair! It's four -vs- two!" Vince shot back.
"So? We have the little girls..." Tiff said.
"Good point. All four of you added together are about as much as one person..."
Cate was getting sick of hearing the arguing, so she waved her hand when Dennis wasn't looking and the kids were all silent. She smiled pleasantly, while answering "Fascinating" questions about Britain and France.
"Is it just me, or is it quieter in here?"
"Just you..." Bellum answered.
"Well, in that case, would you like to see the other farm?"
"Sure-" Facere said, stopping in mid-sentence to watch a woman light a candle. Fire... She hadn't seen fire in a while. The woman gave her a strange look and smiled weakly.
"This is my wife, Mary."
"Hi?" Mary said, a little bewildered.
"They want to rent the other farm.."
"Oooh..." she said, going off to the living room to yell at the kids. This family is insane Cate thought. So... Noisy,\ and happy. Do they ever stop talking? The way these Muggles act... It really does scare me...
The little blonde girl ran past, squealing as her older brother chased her to the downstairs, closely followed by everyone else.
So, all piling into Cate's mini van they looked at the other farm. It wasn't as good as the one where the family lived, which was obviously why this farm was up for rent. But it wasn't bad. The house was a little small, but the fact that there were two huge barns and a hayloft made up for it.
"Well, we'll take it." Bellum said, pulling out a wad of American Muggle cash. Dennis stared. "We can pay now."
"Oh.. okay!" he said, shaking his head. "That'll be..."
~*~
Back at Hogwarts, things were less than cheerful. A crowd gathered to watch as Madam Pomfrey examined Meagan, while Harry sat by her side, shaken in fear. She wasn't moving... What if she broke her neck? What if...
Draco Malfoy laughed. She looked worse than he did! He was going to make up a song for her now.. But he couldn't think of one. He had been hit a fair few times in the face with a Bludger, but he still thought he looked better. He wasn't a crumpled heap on the ground.
Madam Pomfrey shot a look at the crowd, threw some dust of a sort around, and only a select few remained with her as they appeared in the hospital wing. Just the usual people that were always around her.
"Well, I can fix her up.. But she won't look... Quite the same." Madam Pomfrey made a face.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked. He had personally liked the way she looked before...
"Well, her face will be a little smushed... But it's not permanent. Only for a few months.. But she's okay. I think she might even wake up today." she said, trying to look on the brighter side. Sirius couldn't manage to fight a small laugh. Harry shot him an "It's not Funny, Sirius R. Black..."
Look... managing to get the dreaded middle initial in the look, which shut Sirius up right away. Lizzie rolled her eyes and whispered something to Sirius that made him go red in the face.
"She'll be back to normal soon..."
"Well, that's all that matters, is that she's back." Harry said. Everyone nodded. They were all going to tease her actually. That was the way the Marauders thought... Sirius grinned at James, who grinned at Lupin, who grinned back at Sirius. Elizabeth shook her head and gave Sirius a good hard kick.
"Ouch, Lizzie. That hurt! What..." Sirius teased. That was his way of saying, no it didn't hurt at all.
"Well, now we can tease Meagan as well as Lizzie." James grinned, talking to Sirius and Lupin a little while later, alone of course.
"Hey... That isn't funny..." Sirius said. Everyone had been trying to convince Lizzie she wasn't a walking blimp, while she complained she wasn't, Sirius told her she wasn't, and somehow got James and Remus to be nice to her about that. But everyone giggled, because they knew she was a smaller version of a blimp. How many kids was she going to have anyways?
~*~
"This is perfect." Cate said, with a grin. She has something magical hooked up to a Muggle TV set. It currently displayed Meagan on a screen, just waking up... "She looks worse than Malfoy does! With that horrible scar and all..."
"You have a scar too." Dolere pointed out. Cate tried to ignore her cloud-shaped scar whenever possible. So she ignored Dolere...
"What I have set up here is (dun, dun duuuuun! {Cathy asked me, Meagan, to insert this into her chapter, but after reading the Messed-Up Love of Hogwarts, who can resist the temptation?}) Terror Isle camera."
"I don't get it." Facere said, staring at it. "It's like... a Muggle video game. I got the idea from those insane
Muggles. They have to work their way through a level... All alone though. There are only 6 levels. I wasn't in a creative mood. Meagan, Harry, Sirius, Marykate, Ron, and Hermione all have to complete a level all on their own."
Cate paused only to grin. "I've devised quite the difficulties... Muggle civilities for some, and completely magic ones for others. Hermione for example, has a hard level. She has to win a game of Muggle sock-her (Soccer in other words... Cate wouldn't know how to say it properly... so hence it's spelt sock-her he, he, he) against that girl Cathy... and also she has to be
Seeker in a game of Quidditch. Did I mention they can only fail one level? Or else it's bye, bye, and they all get trapped in my handy book here?"
"Hermione... Is she the really brainy one?"
"Yup. Knows almost nothing about sports. She's a bookie. And she has level one... Tut, tut... Must call upon out Muggle Teenagers!"
In a video-game like arena, Cathy appeared, as well as Tiff, Brandon, Sean, and a few other people on the Soccer team. (Okay... well maybe more than a few...) And the rest of the Muggles they had met were all sitting confused in the stands. Cathy scratched her head and looked around.
"Oh... I forgot to wake Meagan... She needs to watch too!"
~*~
"Wakey, wakey!" Cate's voice said, and Meagan suddenly woke up, feeling perfectly normal, but looking quite the mess. "Who wants to play Soccer? Oh... How sweet! Let's go!"
~*~
Hermione was on the field. Dressed in a soccer uniform. Everyone else, which was only Meagan, Marykate, Harry, Ron, and Sirius, were all in a magical box they could not leave to watch. The last to give up kicking their enclosure was Sirius, who was pretty well electrocuted by the time the match started.
"Now you can only fail one level of the game... or... You get trapped in my lovely book! Let the games begin!"
Cate, who was at the comforts of home, leaned back in her comfy chair to watch. No one seemed too able to comprehend, so she shouted, "It's a soccer match!"
Then the referee blew the whistle and the game began... Even with the help of all her teammates, Hermione as the Forward (Which conveniently could not be changed) was not the greatest. She couldn't out-think a soccer ball, there was nothing to outwit. Just Cathy. Which was hard, because the little person was quick. Giving up in the end, when the score was too humiliating to repeat, the Muggles disappeared, with a large sum of money in Cathy's hands and a shout of, "That was fun! Can we play again! She was so much easier to beat than Scott is!!!!"
Chapter 30: More of the Muggles, and Terror Isle. (Cathy's sanity is
returning)
"Now that." Cate said shortly, remembering the insane Muggles that she ran across playing a sport. "My dear friends Cathy, Tiff, Brandon, and Sean.. Is a real sport.. Not Basketball or whatever it's called..."
The Muggles weren't even around anymore. She, Bellum, Facere, and Dolere had left them about an hour ago. They were going to find a temporary home in this little ghost town. It was probably the smallest town she had come across...
"Classifieds... Are Muggle classifieds the same as ours?" Dolere said, rather puzzled. Everyone shrugged. They were sitting in the cafe, getting rather odd looks from everyone. It was freezing cold as well. Cate shivered, and before going any other place, she conjured herself up warmer clothes.
"Are you folks looking for a place to rent?" the cafe owner said, pouring more of the coffee into Bellum's cup. He didn't like the taste, but he smiled and drank it anyways.
"Yeah..." Dolere said. "Know of anyplace? These ads are impossible..."
"Sure..." She wrote down an address and handed it to Dolere. "Jus' go an' see Dennis. He'll show you the farm he's got fer sale. Hurry while you can, the kids with the snowmobiles are still here. I'm sure three of them will be going here. They're a good bunch of kids, but rather noisy. Oh... there they go. Well, best of luck to you folk!"
"Thank you..." Bellum said, not sure if he should be happy or not.
"Follow the snowmobiles dears!"
"Well then... Now if we knew what a snowmobile was..." Facere commented.
"Well, follow the kids." Cate said. "We want a vehicle. What shall we have..." She said to them, looking at her wand. Everyone said something different.
"BMW!" Bellum said eagerly.
"VW Beetle!" Dolere said.
"Rolls Royce!" Farce suggested.
Cate grinned. "How about..."
A silver Mini Van popped up. Everyone stared at her. She grinned. "It's practical. I've seen loads of Muggles Driving them before... They seem quite popular."
"Yeah.. The mummies and daddies drive them..." Dolere laughed.
"So what?! We're driving a Mini Van."
"How cool."
They all piled in, and after a half an hour ride that should have taken 5 minutes, they arrived at a farm. There was an old white house, and a new house, which was tan, with a large wraparound deck. There was a white mini-van, a car (Mercury Sable), several Pick-up trucks, and a few farm equipment vehicles.
"See.. They have a van.."
"Well, they also have children."
"We can pretend then. Would you like me to turn you into a child, Dolere?" Cate said, her eyes flashing.
"No thank-you..."
They climbed the icy steps on the deck, and look through the glass door. There was a button... But no one dared to press it. Finally, Facere reached out and tapped it. A bell sounded inside, and there was a patter of feet to be heard. Soon, there were people standing right in front of them on the hardwood floor.
"Come in!" said the man that answered, who was presumably the father in the household.
They stepped inside, all four of them shivering. It was no way to dress for a North Dakota winter. Then, like thunder, six children all skidded across the floor in the socks, sliding along the way. Brandon, Cathy, and Tiff were all there. There were three littler ones they were not yet familiar with. One was a little blonde girl, the other a little girl with red hair, and there was a boy with hair that seemed to be a mix of every hair color possible.
Brandon recognized the house guests, and stopped, Cathy crashed into him, Tiff crashed into her, and so on.. all like a chair of dominos. But they didn't fall over. The man shook his head and sighed.
"Only three of these are mine..." He pulled Cathy forward, and the two that looked least like her, the red haired girl and the boy with weird hair... " The oldest is Cathy. This here is Vince, and this is Jenny. These strange few here, Brandon, Tiffany, and Megan. Megan is Brandon's little sister. Though they seem to live here sometimes anyways... And Tiff... She's just here. A lot."
"Well, that's interesting." Bellum said. This man talked a lot. Well, now they were acquainted with a few too many Muggles.
"Anyways... We're here to ask about renting your other farmstead." He said, not really knowing what a farmstead was.
"Oh yes!" The man said. " I'm Dennis by the way. Now you want to rent the other farm... Have you seen it yet?"
"No." All four said in unison. There was a long boring conversation, while the kids ran off to the living room, and were engaged in a wrestling match. It was Cathy -vs- her brother, Vince, who was only 11 and could beat her easily. Cathy was 14. So
was Brandon, but he had no problem. Tiff was just as little as Cathy, actually, littler, and lost to Brandon and Vince.
"Not fair. You're bigger!" Cathy protested.
"It is too fair! It's four -vs- two!" Vince shot back.
"So? We have the little girls..." Tiff said.
"Good point. All four of you added together are about as much as one person..."
Cate was getting sick of hearing the arguing, so she waved her hand when Dennis wasn't looking and the kids were all silent. She smiled pleasantly, while answering "Fascinating" questions about Britain and France.
"Is it just me, or is it quieter in here?"
"Just you..." Bellum answered.
"Well, in that case, would you like to see the other farm?"
"Sure-" Facere said, stopping in mid-sentence to watch a woman light a candle. Fire... She hadn't seen fire in a while. The woman gave her a strange look and smiled weakly.
"This is my wife, Mary."
"Hi?" Mary said, a little bewildered.
"They want to rent the other farm.."
"Oooh..." she said, going off to the living room to yell at the kids. This family is insane Cate thought. So... Noisy,\ and happy. Do they ever stop talking? The way these Muggles act... It really does scare me...
The little blonde girl ran past, squealing as her older brother chased her to the downstairs, closely followed by everyone else.
So, all piling into Cate's mini van they looked at the other farm. It wasn't as good as the one where the family lived, which was obviously why this farm was up for rent. But it wasn't bad. The house was a little small, but the fact that there were two huge barns and a hayloft made up for it.
"Well, we'll take it." Bellum said, pulling out a wad of American Muggle cash. Dennis stared. "We can pay now."
"Oh.. okay!" he said, shaking his head. "That'll be..."
~*~
Back at Hogwarts, things were less than cheerful. A crowd gathered to watch as Madam Pomfrey examined Meagan, while Harry sat by her side, shaken in fear. She wasn't moving... What if she broke her neck? What if...
Draco Malfoy laughed. She looked worse than he did! He was going to make up a song for her now.. But he couldn't think of one. He had been hit a fair few times in the face with a Bludger, but he still thought he looked better. He wasn't a crumpled heap on the ground.
Madam Pomfrey shot a look at the crowd, threw some dust of a sort around, and only a select few remained with her as they appeared in the hospital wing. Just the usual people that were always around her.
"Well, I can fix her up.. But she won't look... Quite the same." Madam Pomfrey made a face.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked. He had personally liked the way she looked before...
"Well, her face will be a little smushed... But it's not permanent. Only for a few months.. But she's okay. I think she might even wake up today." she said, trying to look on the brighter side. Sirius couldn't manage to fight a small laugh. Harry shot him an "It's not Funny, Sirius R. Black..."
Look... managing to get the dreaded middle initial in the look, which shut Sirius up right away. Lizzie rolled her eyes and whispered something to Sirius that made him go red in the face.
"She'll be back to normal soon..."
"Well, that's all that matters, is that she's back." Harry said. Everyone nodded. They were all going to tease her actually. That was the way the Marauders thought... Sirius grinned at James, who grinned at Lupin, who grinned back at Sirius. Elizabeth shook her head and gave Sirius a good hard kick.
"Ouch, Lizzie. That hurt! What..." Sirius teased. That was his way of saying, no it didn't hurt at all.
"Well, now we can tease Meagan as well as Lizzie." James grinned, talking to Sirius and Lupin a little while later, alone of course.
"Hey... That isn't funny..." Sirius said. Everyone had been trying to convince Lizzie she wasn't a walking blimp, while she complained she wasn't, Sirius told her she wasn't, and somehow got James and Remus to be nice to her about that. But everyone giggled, because they knew she was a smaller version of a blimp. How many kids was she going to have anyways?
~*~
"This is perfect." Cate said, with a grin. She has something magical hooked up to a Muggle TV set. It currently displayed Meagan on a screen, just waking up... "She looks worse than Malfoy does! With that horrible scar and all..."
"You have a scar too." Dolere pointed out. Cate tried to ignore her cloud-shaped scar whenever possible. So she ignored Dolere...
"What I have set up here is (dun, dun duuuuun! {Cathy asked me, Meagan, to insert this into her chapter, but after reading the Messed-Up Love of Hogwarts, who can resist the temptation?}) Terror Isle camera."
"I don't get it." Facere said, staring at it. "It's like... a Muggle video game. I got the idea from those insane
Muggles. They have to work their way through a level... All alone though. There are only 6 levels. I wasn't in a creative mood. Meagan, Harry, Sirius, Marykate, Ron, and Hermione all have to complete a level all on their own."
Cate paused only to grin. "I've devised quite the difficulties... Muggle civilities for some, and completely magic ones for others. Hermione for example, has a hard level. She has to win a game of Muggle sock-her (Soccer in other words... Cate wouldn't know how to say it properly... so hence it's spelt sock-her he, he, he) against that girl Cathy... and also she has to be
Seeker in a game of Quidditch. Did I mention they can only fail one level? Or else it's bye, bye, and they all get trapped in my handy book here?"
"Hermione... Is she the really brainy one?"
"Yup. Knows almost nothing about sports. She's a bookie. And she has level one... Tut, tut... Must call upon out Muggle Teenagers!"
In a video-game like arena, Cathy appeared, as well as Tiff, Brandon, Sean, and a few other people on the Soccer team. (Okay... well maybe more than a few...) And the rest of the Muggles they had met were all sitting confused in the stands. Cathy scratched her head and looked around.
"Oh... I forgot to wake Meagan... She needs to watch too!"
~*~
"Wakey, wakey!" Cate's voice said, and Meagan suddenly woke up, feeling perfectly normal, but looking quite the mess. "Who wants to play Soccer? Oh... How sweet! Let's go!"
~*~
Hermione was on the field. Dressed in a soccer uniform. Everyone else, which was only Meagan, Marykate, Harry, Ron, and Sirius, were all in a magical box they could not leave to watch. The last to give up kicking their enclosure was Sirius, who was pretty well electrocuted by the time the match started.
"Now you can only fail one level of the game... or... You get trapped in my lovely book! Let the games begin!"
Cate, who was at the comforts of home, leaned back in her comfy chair to watch. No one seemed too able to comprehend, so she shouted, "It's a soccer match!"
Then the referee blew the whistle and the game began... Even with the help of all her teammates, Hermione as the Forward (Which conveniently could not be changed) was not the greatest. She couldn't out-think a soccer ball, there was nothing to outwit. Just Cathy. Which was hard, because the little person was quick. Giving up in the end, when the score was too humiliating to repeat, the Muggles disappeared, with a large sum of money in Cathy's hands and a shout of, "That was fun! Can we play again! She was so much easier to beat than Scott is!!!!"