Jaqulin couldn't help but laugh at the look on Jack's face. He looked like a little kid that received nothing but socks for Christmas and it was all because his newest invention broke apart in his hands for the umpteenth time when he tried to use it after fixing it.
"Oh can it…" her cousin muttered. She quieted down as he built the thing again.
"So, where'd the octopus ghost go?" she asked. She heard Jack laugh and say that Wuya wasn't an octopus ghost but a dead Heylin witch. "Well either way, where's she?"
Jaqulin watched her cousin become grim.
"She's gone," he said, "but it's alright. She always comes back."
Jaqulin didn't like the emotion in his eyes when he said that.
Again, another short one. I think that I might keep these as really short snapshots.
Jaqulin is owned by me!