Later that evening, Abigail was in her room. She was finally dry, and in her pajamas. David the guinea pig was sitting on the bed beside her, munching lettuce off of a saucer. She'd taken him out to keep her company; she'd needed something to break up the tedium of writing her statement to the Enchanters Tribunal.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

"Holy Yoba, that was epic!" Sebastian walked in, carrying a brown paper bag. "I didn't want to say much in front of Lewis or the Wizard, but man, that was amazing!" He sat down on the bed beside her. "Oh, and I brought dinner."

Abigail grabbed the bag and looked inside. There was an amethyst and a take-out box labeled "Spicy Eel." Abigail gasped and threw her arms around Sebastian. Her notebook fell to the floor.

"I seriously love this! You're the best, Sebastian!"

"Thank you." He returned the embrace. "Thanks for saving us back there, too."

Abigail didn't let go. "I'm just glad you're okay." She took a deep breath, still holding him, and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.

"Me too." He returned the favor with a kiss on the forehead. "Were you studying? I saw you writing something."

"Oh, that's my statement for the Enchanters Tribunal. Apparently, I'll be seeing them again tomorrow, explaining my side of the fight with the witch." She reluctantly let go of Sebastian and grabbed her notebook. "They'll need to know everything to figure out how long she should stay frozen in that crystal."

"Well, don't let me stop you from getting your work done."

"You can stay!" Abigail put her hand on his knee. "I mean, I'm working on this, but I could totally use the company. David's down for the count." She gestured toward the guinea pig, who was sleeping soundly on his dinner plate. "I have video games…"

Sebastian laughed. "Thanks! If you really don't mind, I'll just hang out and play Junimo Kart. Want me to put David back in his cage?"

They stayed in Abigail's room until late that night, Abigail writing and Sebastian playing games. It was nearly 11:00pm when Pierre realized that Sebastian was still there.

He barged in without knocking. The scowl on his face quickly lightened when he saw Abigail and Sebastian sitting together on the edge of the bed. Abigail was absorbed in her writing. Sebastian was still playing Junimo Kart, every once in a while telling Abigail how he'd done in the last race or cursing under his breath.

"Abigail, it's late."

"Oh! Hey, Dad. Sorry about that, we were trying to be quiet."

"That's not a problem, I was awake too. But we should both get to bed. Sebastian, I'll need to ask you to leave, please."

"Yes, sir."

Abigail had to try hard to hide a smirk. She'd never heard Sebastian call anyone "Sir" before.

Sebastian said his goodbye with a warm hug, which Abigail gladly returned. He left with a smile on his face, and shook Pierre's hand on the way out.

"Abigail, I'll admit, I'm pleasantly surprised at what I saw today." Pierre glanced out the bedroom door, hearing the front door close. "And tonight."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, first of all, that was a great right cross!" He laughed. "I did not realize you had that type of power!"

It was Abigail's turn to laugh. "Really? That's what you noticed?"

"I'm a boxer, I pay attention to these things! I saw you doing magic on Sebastian and Sam, too, to protect them and get them moving again. That was very kind of you. And while the downpour was a bit excessive, it did get rid of the fires before they damaged anything, other than a couple trees. Then, when I saw you and Sebastian in your room, you were working instead of...you know…I was expecting something totally different, especially since he had asked me about buying a bouquet for you."

Abigail's cheeks flushed a deep red.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm very proud of you. I'm proud of you as a daughter, and as a witch."