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Chapter Six: A Whole New World
After about an hour, I was finally ready for bed. I was wearing a long sleeved white nightgown with white socks as I laid in bed with daddy. Mr. Kowalski was sleeping in the same room as us, but in another bed. I guess that he was uncomfortable with sleeping on the couch.
Daddy and I laid down in the bed as he covered me up in the large bedsheets. I couldn't help but noticed that they smelled like lavender. I looked over and spotted Mr. Kowalski trying his best to read a Wizarding book. I giggled; Muggles were just too innocent sometimes. Suddenly, Miss Goldstein showed up into the room, carrying a tray of three mugs that were stirring themselves. She wore patterned blue pajamas and she looked sort of nervous. "I thought that you all might like a hot drink?" She asked.
"Oh, yes please!" I smiled at her.
Miss Goldstein smiles back and came over to us, handing Mr. Kowalski his mug first, then to me, then to daddy. "Mr. Scamander, look cocoa!" Mr. Kowalski exclaimed happily. Daddy simply nodded his head and put his mug on our bedside table. I blinked and carefully sipped on my own cocoa, which was still very hot. Why didn't he want to drink?
"Toilet's down the hall to the right." Miss Goldstein said in frustration.
"Thanks.." Mr. Kowalski said.
"Goodnight, Miss Goldstein!" I said to her politely.
"Goodnight, Emma." Miss Goldstein replied before leaving the room, closing the door behind her. But as soon as she did, Daddy stood up, still wearing his normal clothes, and grabbed the case.
I blinked, realizing what he was doing. "Daddy, now?"
"Yes, my dear. I need to check on them." Daddy replied, placing the case on the floor and opening it, "I don't suppose you're awake enough to come now with me?"
I grinned at his question. "Do you even need to ask?" I exclaimed and sat my cocoa down on the bedside table, getting up from the bed and ran to his side. With that, daddy went down into the case first and then I followed behind him, but daddy made sure to help me down the ladder. I heard Mr. Kowalski scream in alarm.
"It's okay, Mr. Kowalski! Come down here!" I called up to the Muggle.
There was silence for a few seconds but soon enough, I saw him walk down the ladder. His waistline got stuck and he had to squeeze himself through, which caused the case to bounce up and down. I couldn't help but laugh at his efforts and with one last jump, Mr. Kowalski was inside the case, which closed once he was inside, and crashed down the steps.
"Are you okay, Mr. Kowalski?" I asked after laughing.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, I'm just- Woah..." Mr. Kowalski looked around the room that we were in in such shock. We were in the shack, which was were daddy and I normally lived when we were taking care of the creatures. There were two camp beds, tropical gear, and other tools that were hanging on the walls. On a desk right by the beds was a typewriter, a pile of daddy's manuscripts, and a medieval bestiary. There were even pills, tablets, syringes, and vials in the medicine chest and all along the shack were plenty of feed for each of my animal siblings.
"Will you sit down, Mr. Kowalski?" Daddy asked as he moved to look at Mr. Kowalski's neck. "That's definitely a Murtlap. You must be particularly susceptible." He then walked over to his workstation, using the plants and other bottles to make a poultice.
"He means that since you're a muggle, your body is very different from our body." I explained, "You're honestly very lucky to have survived, Mr. Kowalski."
Daddy walked back over and rapidly applied the poultice onto Mr. Kowalski's neck. "Ow." Mr. Kowalski whimpered.
"It'll hurt the first few times." I explained.
"That should stop the sweating. And this should sort the twitch." Daddy then handed Mr. Kowalski some pills as I fetched him some water to drink. He stared down at the two before shrugging, shallowing the pill before taking a drink of water. I smiled, knowing that he was smart enough to trust us.
"Take that." Daddy then handed Mr. Kowalski a bucket pull of large chunks of meat. It was now feeding time for the creatures.
I walked over to daddy to see him squeezing the luminous venom from the Swooping Evil into a glass vial as I watched closely. "What's that?" Mr. Kowalski asked us.
"This is Swooping Evil." I said.
"Emma and I have been studying him for years. I believe his venom can be quite useful if probably diluted. Just to remove bad memories, you know." Daddy then turned us around and threw the Swooping Evil at Mr. Kowalski, which howled in his before daddy recalled it into the cocoon. Daddy and I looked back at him, seeing that he looked rather shocked. "Probably best not to let him loose in here, though." Daddy smiled at himself.
"Daddy." I scolded up at him playfully before we both chuckled at his joke. It was obvious that Mr. Kowalski didn't get it, but we didn't expect him to. Daddy then took my hand and opened the door to the shed, which revealed the animal area.
The animal area was my favorite part of the whole case. It contained many different habitats for all the different creature that we take care of. I looked back to see Mr. Kowalski's mouth open wide. "Mr. Kowalski, close your mouth. You'll catch flies." I told him sweetly.
He looked back at me and closed his mouth awkwardly, which caused me to giggle as daddy and I walked to what looked like a desert. There was Frank, the Thunderbird and the reason we came to America in the first place. Frank was flapping his wings and the habitat filled with rain, thunder, and lightning, but thankfully daddy was shielding us with an invisible umbrella from the wand.
"Frankie, come down, here!" I called up to him happily. Soon enough, Frank flew down and lowered himself into a huge rock in front of daddy and I. The rain soon stopped and in its place returned the sunshine and heat of the desert. I ran up the rock and wrapped my arms gently around Frank's neck while daddy began to feed him. "Thank goodness! If you got out, it would've been bad, right daddy?" I asked, still gently hugging Frank and giving him small pets.
"Exactly, my dear." Daddy agreed, letting him as well before looking back at Mr. Kowalski, "You see, he's the real reason Emma and I came to America."
"To bring Frank back home!" I finished happily, nuzzling Frank's neck with my nose. I soon saw that Frank was flapping his wings in agitation. I guess he was being cautious because Mr. Kowalski was here.
"No, sorry. Stay here. He's a bit sensitive to strangers and very protective of Emma." Daddy kindly explained to Mr. Kowalski, who was backing up in fright.
"Hey, hey, big guy. You're alright, I'm alright." I whispered comfortingly to Frank, who was calming down a little.
"He was trafficked, you see. Emma and I found him in Egypt, he was all chained up. We couldn't leave him here, had to bring him back." Daddy explained.
"Don't worry, Frank. You're going back to Arizona, I promise." I whispered to him as daddy and I both hugged Frank's head. We then pulled away before I grabbed a handful of food and threw it into the air as Frank soared up and caught the food, sunlight bursting from his wings as he flew into the sky.
Daddy and I looked at each other with happiness. This is way we did what we did; To make sure that these creatures were safe, protected, and happy, and we were doing our jobs correctly. Daddy gently took my hand as we then moved along to the Graphorn habits while a few Doxys buzzed pasted us.
Soon as we arrived, the Graphorns ran over to us happily. Mr. Kowalski let out a small scream but I grabbed his arm. "It's okay, they won't hurt you." I said comforting as I dragged him back to the small family of Graphorns, seeing the daddy Graphorn embracing daddy with his slimy tentacles.
"So, these are the Graphorns." Daddy introduced, "They're the last breeding pair in existence. If Emma and I hadn't rescued them, it would've been the end of Graphorns forever."
"Daddy, you're giving me too much credit." I whined.
"And you don't give yourself enough, my dear." Daddy replied as he started to feed the Graphorns their food.
"Neither do you." I replied, petting the baby Graphorn that walked towards me.
"So, you two recuse these creatures?" Mr. Kowalski asked.
"Yes. Recuse, nurture, protect them, and I'm gently trying to educate my fellow wizards about them." Daddy replied.
"Daddy's planning on writing a guide about them and I'm going to help draw the books." I added happily.
We then moved onto the bamboo woods and arrived into a sunlit glade, in which daddy got out Pickett from his shirt pocket. "This is Pickett, he's a Bowtruckle. He fancies daddy." I joked to Mr. Kowalski.
"He simply has a cold and needed some body warmth." Daddy argued as we arrived to where the clan of Bowtruckles were.
"Fancies!" I teased as daddy tried to get Pickett off of his arm and with his whole clan, but he refused to let go. "Pickett, they won't bully you, I promise."
But Pickett wouldn't budge as he grabbed a hold of daddy's finger, making a small huffing nose. Daddy sighed. "And this is why they accuse me of favoritism." He commented as he put Pickett on his shoulder again.
"No, I think I'm the reason." I said and took daddy's hand as we walked over to the nest of Occamies.
"Well, you're my daughter, Emma, you're not a creature." Daddy said comfortingly before kissing my forehead. I smiled at that; Daddy loved all of his creatures and sometimes even had favorites, but he always told me that I always came before his creature. I was his child after all and I loved me more than anything. I waved happily at the Occamies and even spotted the baby one from today.
"Hey, I remember these guys." Mr. Kowalski said with a smile.
"Then you should remember this one." I said and picked up the baby one, "This is your Occamy."
"My Occamy?" Mr. Kowalski asked in surprise.
"Yes, you were the first one to see him. Would you like to hold him?" Daddy asked to Mr. Kowalski.
"Oh, wow. Yeah, sure." Mr. Kowalski then gently took the baby Occamy from my hands and held it gently. I saw him smile down at it, surprised to see that he was happy to be holding one and not freaking out. He then moved to pet it, but the Occamy instinctively moved up to try and nip him.
"Oh, no, sorry, don't pet them. The learned to defend themselves at an early age." Dadpldy said as he gently took the baby Occamy back into the nest.
"Okay.."
"Their shells are made of silver, so their nests get ransacked by hunters all the time." I explained as daddy and I both feed the other baby Occamies.
"Mr. Scamander? Emma?"
"Call me Newt." Daddy said.
"Newt.. I don't think I'm dreaming."
"What gave it away?"
"I don't got the brains to make this up." Mr. Kowalski said with a large smile.
I smiled up at him, so happy that Mr. Kowalski was interested in the creatures. It reminded me of how I was when I first came in here... But that was so long ago. "Hey, you wanna help me feed the Mooncalves with me?" I asked.
"Oh, yeah, sure. Mr. Scamander, is that okay?" Mr. Kowalski asked daddy.
"It's alright with me. Just stay with Mr. Kowalski, alright, Emma?" Daddy asked me, smiling at how I was now making friends with Mr. Kowalski.
"I will, I will. Come on, Mr. Kowalski!" I exclaimed and grabbed the bucket of pellets then took Mr. Kowalski's hand and dragged him along.
"Woah, woah, I'm coming, I'm coming!" Mr. Kowalski laughed as he allowed me to pull him along.
Me. Kowalski and I threw the pellets at the Mooncalves, who greedily ate them all. We laughed and watched. It was rather nice to see Mr. Kowalski, who was a Muggle, be so interested and amazed by our world and the creatures. It was a shame that not many Wizards or Muggles would ever get to know that feeling..
But maybe they would... It was just a matter of time and patience .
And here's the next chapter! I'm glad that you guys are enjoying this story, even though this is sort of different than all the other stories with an OC. I know most stories have an OC with Newt, but I figured that it would be a nice change if Newt got a daughter.