Chapter 4- A Trip to the Airport
"So," Aunt Marie said as she dug her fork into the Meatloaf on her plate, "Where's this freeloader from anyways?"
"Such harsh words…" I said, sighing. I explained to her the trip to the meadow in the clearing, the spellbook, the violent attack of wind bolts, the Mamodo world, the 'festival', and how she had cleared away most of the brush.
Aunt Marie was silent for a moment. The she burst out in what seemed like half-laughter, half-rage. "JAPAN! HOW CAN YOU EXPECT TO GO TO JAPAN? AND HOW DO I KNOW THIS ISN'T ALL FAKE?" She was in another one of those moods. Again.
I sighed and walked upstairs. When I came back down, Aunt Marie looked like she was going to kill something. Spellbook in hand, I sat down in my seat and whispered something to Aura. She nodded.
"See, your planning something! I bet this is all a…" Aunt Marie started.
Ignoring her, I threw my meatloaf up in the air, opened the Spellbook and stated the first spell. "ARAS" The waves came from Aura's hand, and as she moved them, almost like a dance, the meatloaf was cut into little squares. The spell ended almost as fast as it started, and the little chunks of meat flew all over the place, along with sauce.
Aunt Marie looked strangely at where the meatloaf had been, then at me. "If you'd like, I can do it again. There are other pieces of meatloaf at the table. In fact, I betcha I can cut up the big hunk of meat itself, not just these little slabs." I said. My voice seemed to have a certain brave tone to it.
Aunt Marie seemed to come over her daze quickly. Sighing she started to say something, but was stopped by her daughter. "We'll be out of your hair in a flash if you say yes."
"Oh no! You're not going anywhere, not without me at least." Aunt Marie said. She sighed, and then said, "I'll pack my bags." She got up from the table, slowly. "You two can after supper."
"Nope, I lost my appetite. Besides, they invented Airport food for a reason!" I said. Aura giggled.
Sighing, Aunt Marie said, "You're both excused." Then she started out the doorway.
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Thirty hectic minutes later, we were already out the door. Then another five minutes, we were eating quickly, and waiting for our plane.
"Yum! This is good!" Aura said.
"You should have eaten at home!" Aunt Marie said.
"But my food was raining!" I explained.
"Yes. And so will your Spellbook." A voice behind me said.
I turned around to see a boy, no older than me, maybe a year older, holding a pitch-black Spellbook. A strange, mangy looking boy with black eyes and purple hair stood next to him. The boy with the Spellbook opened his book. "Destroy the competition before the festival even begins," he said. "Jenin" The younger boy, obviously the Mamodo, held his hand up as sparks flew from his hands. Then, a single black beam flew from his hand. I ducked, barely in time, and the beam hit the wall.
"Aunt Marie! Terra! Get to a safe spot, NOW!" I yelled. I turned to Aura. She nodded, without me needing to say anything. I opened up my backpack, and pulled the book out. By then, Terra and her mom had taken safety in the worst place. The girls' bathroom. Which was right behind us.