Here's the Next Chappie, it's a bit on the boring side, but it explains most everything. Enjoy and don't forget to R&R! cheezy grins
Countdown to the End of the Truth Spell: 23 Hrs 40 Mins.
While Race and Jack verbally duked it out, David sighed, defeated, and went back to the old box where he found the book and grabbed it out, sitting down and turning it back to the "Truth Spell"
"A spell to seek the truth." he read. "Well that's damn helpful." He turned the page. "From dusk to dusk everyone placed upon this spell will encounter the truth they desire." He paused. "So, whoever i talk to has to tell me the truth?" he asked out loud, then kept reading. "The spell is irreversible until the 24 Time limit is up.
David was frustrated to see that was the end, but stood up and decided to give it a try.
"Hey, Race! What's your real name?"
"Anthony Mario Higgins," Race replied automatically. "Hey wait!"
"And Jack? What did your dad do that landed him in jail?" David asked.
"Shot someone," Jack said. "I mean–"
"So that's how it works...."
"That's how WHAT works, Dave?" Jack asked. "I didn't mean to tell you that!"
"Okay, well this is going to sound really weird....but...I think i cast a truth spell." David replied, looking seriously at the two newsies and drawing the book close to him.
"A WHAT?!" Jack and Race shouted at the same time.
"YOU CAST IT?!"
"A 'SPELL?!"
"ARE YOU CRAZY!"
"No, because apparently it worked," David said. "I mean, Jack you just told me your deepest darkest secret and Race just told me his real name."
"Oh." Was all Jack said.
"I can't believe it!" Race moaned. "David, what have you done?"
"Hey how did i know it was real?!" David cried. "I just read it...and then it happened! Besides, look who's talking little Mr. Hit-Wood-for-Good-Luck-sleep-with-lavendar-oil-on-the-pillow! "
"That's different," Race said hastily. "That's just superstition...this is...real deep, man!"
"Okay Wait...we just have to, we have to undo it RIGHT now!" Jack said.
"Can't," David said promptly. "According to the book, there's a twenty-four hour time limit. Which means until Five o'clock tomorrow night, everybody that comes in contact with us will have no choice but to tell the truth."
"What do you mean 'no choice'?!" Race sputtered out angrily.
"Exactly that. Ask me a question."
"I'm game," Jack shrugged. "David, what do you think of me?"
"Well, I admire your confidence and your fearlessness, but your utter lack of responsibility frustrates me to no end. Oh God, that is enough." David cringed.
"Oh shit, this could be very dangerous." Jack moaned.
"I'm kinda likin' it," Race shrugged. "Jack, what do you really think of Mr. Adams?"
"I think he's a self serving jerk who must have a very small penis." Jack replied immediately. "Did i just say that? He's going to beat me alive!"
"No, no, no," David said. "According to the book, it's okay because once the spell ends, no one will remember what they've heard."
"According to the book?!" Jack shouted. "Screw the book! The book got us into this in the first place!"
"Okay look, this isn't a big deal. We just need to, we need to lock the doors, call in sick, and stay in our own bunks until it goes away," Race said.
"Hello, some of us have a family," David snapped.
"Whoa, whoa. Wait a minute." Jack interrupted. "I just had an...an apostrophe,"
"Epiphany," David corrected.
"Yeah, that. So you're telling me that everyone I ask a question to has to answer with the truth."
"Think so, yes. But that also means if we get asked a question, we have to answer the truth." David said.
"Can work around that. This is cool. Very cool." Jack grinned, heading down the attic stairs.
"Jack, no, where are you going?" David shouted.
Then he noticed Race glaring at him. "Don't even think about asking me what I think of you right now, David……"
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How did you guys like it? I know it's a bit boring right now, but we have to have explanations! LoL please R&R! (you know you want to!)
