What are sisters for anyway?
Chapter 2
A/N- Sorry this took so long. Over a year…yikes. Well, life just got away from me I suppose. But, I'm finally back and I hope you enjoy this part of the story.
Disclaimer- I do not own Young Wizards; I am strictly borrowing them for awhile.
The often mistreated door to Dairine's room squawked loudly in indignation as it was slammed shut yet again. Commiserating its rotten luck at having been hung in this particular doorframe, the wooden door took note of yet another mark upon its surface. Guarding the redhead's entryway was never easy, but this was ridiculous! If she continued at this rate, it would be nothing more than a scrap of old lumber by the end of the week.
The young girl in question was quite quickly wearing a hole in the carpet at the foot of her bed as she paced back and forth like a caged animal, fists shaking in agitation.
A timid knock sounded and the furious young wizard turned her glare toward the doorway and at whoever might be lurking behind it. Only the very brave or the very stupid would dare to interrupt Dairine Calahoun during one of her rants. Dairine's eyes flashed as her older sister stepped hesitantly into the room, and she wondered just which one of the two categories Nita might fall under.
"I'd ask if you were okay," Nita began, "but the pacing tiger routine kind of clued me in. At least, that would be if I hadn't heard you stomp through the house muttering some pretty imaginative curses just a little while ago." By the way, it's snerflatz not snorflatz. Otherwise you're merely telling someone you desire sleep, not calling them…" Nita trailed off as she saw Dairine's eyebrows knit further and her glare intensify.
The older girl whistled softly under her breath muttering, "Ok, so it's one of those days. Gotcha." Dairine simply looked at her and plopped herself dejectedly onto the bed staring grumpily into the pillows. Nita inched toward the door saying, "I'll just come back later…" 'when there's less chance of me losing teeth.' she finished in her head. She had almost made it to the door when Dairine spoke, her voice muffled.
"You're going to give up that easily?"
Shocked, Nita halted, thinking, 'This must be big. Dair never wants to talk…" She gave an audible sigh and prepared herself mentally for the task at hand. Conversations with her little sister were never easy.
"Ok, skootch over." Dairine inched over so Nita would have room to sit beside her but continued to keep her face buried. "So," Nita began, "What's up? What could possibly have you this upset? Spot blow a circuit or something?" No response. Nita swallowed her chuckle. Time to get down to business. "Seriously, Dair, what's wrong?"
"I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to think about it." Dairine buried her head further in groaning, "and I most definitely don't want to have to deal with it!"
Nita rolled here eyes at her sister's dramatics. "Cut the crap, Dairine Callahan. It can't possibly be all that bad."
Dairine pushed herself up onto her elbows and turned her head toward her sister with a stricken look upon her face.
"Look at my wizard listing and you'll see how bad it is!" She buried her face again as it turned a similar shade as her hair.
Thoroughly confused, Nita complied pulling her manual out of the pocket of space where it's kept.Flipping to the section of local wizard listings, she stopped when she found her own. She glanced quickly at Dairine's listing directly above her own and then back up at her sister shrugging.
"So what's the big deal? Your power rating dropped a tad. That's nothing to blow a gasket over. It can only be expected as wizards grow older…" Nitabegan exasperated until Dairine leaned over and jabbed a finger onto one of the lines of the listing.
"That! That's what the problem…or should I say who the problem is!" she shouted. Understanding dawned on Nita as she noticed to what her sister is pointing. An unavoidable grin popped onto her face and she couldn't help but start cracking up.
There in bold faced letters under her little sister's listing sat the words "Partner- Roshaun…"
"Gee, Neets, thanks." Dairine groaned, "A hysterical sister on top of a stuck-up, good for nothing…." As Dairine continued rambling, Nita stumbled out of the room gleefully thinking 'I can't wait to tell Kit!' Not completely oblivious to her sister's exit, Dairine continued her mumbling until she realized Nitawas completely out of range and then sighed before continuing quietly, "…incredibly cute heir to the throne that for whatever reason I can't get out of my head."