"Yes, dear, it's me," Fiona sneered. "Would you mind holding still for a moment, while I sap you of your powers again?"
Diana immediately rolled closer to her older brother, regaining her energy by the second. "Not a chance, Mother dearest."
Then Kyle yelled, "Diana! Now!" And the two teens were gone in the blink of an eye.
Fiona frowned. She would probably never find them again. Diana was hard to trace. Frankly, it was lucky she found them before. Oh well. This just meant she would need to work a little harder to complete her master plan . . .
Essly and Marie-Grace circled each other, both looking for a moment to attack. Essly saw her best friend flinch and took this moment to her advantage. She sped forwards, and as Marie-Grace swung a punch, she dodged under the incoming fist. Unfortunately, she forgot about Marie-Grace's quick reflexes and was tripped by the brunette's foot.
Marie-Grace grinned and extended a hand to help up her freckle faced friend. "You're doing better, Es. Not all villains will be quick as moi." She puffed out her chest dramatically.
Essly laughed as Marie-Grace, with one tug on her arm, heaved her to her feet. "Parlez-vous Français?"
"Oui! Et toi?" Marie-Grace asked, continuing their French conversation.
"Je fais aussi. Buddy l'elfe, quelle est votre couleur préférée?!"
"Um, what?"
Marie-Grace and Essly began laughing at Nya's confusion. "French Class 2011!" Marie-Grace laughed. Essly nearly fell over she was giggling so much!
Marie-Grace finally stopped laughing enough to explain the tediously useless information to her older sister. "When we were eleven, the French teacher let us watch Elf in French to celebrate Christmas. Worst idea ever. Essly and I were quoting Elf en Français for weeks! It also inspired us to continue French in high school." Marie-Grace giggled. "And that, dear sister, is your useless information for the day! Come back tomorrow for more!"
The sixteen year olds were having an immense laughing fit, so Nya decided that was enough training on her part. She mentally wished Jay good luck. He would need it.
"So how come we get to learn spinjitzu? I thought only ninjas knew it!" Marie-Grace asked, looking at her soon-to-be brother-in-law.
"Well, Sensei Wu, Misako, Garmadon can do it and Nya recently learned it, so I don't see why you two couldn't," Jay replied, smiling. "But it's not easy. First, you have to master this training course!" Jay ushered to the deck.
The girls stared where he gestured blankly. "Um, what training course?" Essly asked.
Jay glanced over. "Oh! Oops, hehe, forgot to actually pull it up!" Jay pressed a button and out of the floor came a full training course on the deck! Jay once again ushered to the deck, this time saying, "Tada!"
"Whoa," both girls gasped in unison. There were swords to dodge, spring loaded wooden posts to hop over, and dummies to attack. It was perfect.
"How come there are random dolls hanging around this thing?" Essly asked, examining one of the dummies.
"Those aren't dolls, they're dummies," Jay corrected.
Essly frowned at him. "Hey! That's not very nice!"
"Es, he's not talking about you," Marie-Grace sighed.
Essly blushed. "I knew that . . ."
Jay cleared his throat and continued to explain, "They're called dummies because they're imitations of the actual object, in this case, a human being. Anyways!" He clapped his hands together, indicating they were going to get down to business. "You start here, and go through. Then we keep practicing until you can do it incredibly fast. Then we're going to time you in a sort of way, I guess."
"And how will this be helping us learn spinjitzu?" Marie-Grace asked, examining the course. "I mean, it's cool and all, but you're not exactly teaching us what you were assigned to."
"All will be explained in due time," Jay said, smirking. He knew that Marie-Grace would just be furious if he didn't tell her.
"No fair!" Marie-Grace growled, crossing her arms angrily.
Jay just smirked at her. "Now, who wants to go first?"
Essly flopped onto her bed after a strenuous day of training. To make matters worse, Marie-Grace was still angry about the fact that Jay wouldn't reveal the secret to spinjitzu. It didn't matter that her older brother had come back from the hospital. No, Marie-Grace just wanted to know how to do spinjitzu.
"I'm going to take a shower!" Marie-Grace announced, in a tone that said if anyone suggested otherwise, they would be meeting her fists. She stomped into their bathroom and soon Essly heard the water start.
But about ten minutes later, there was an angry shriek from their bathroom. Marie-Grace stomped out, a towel wrapped around her slim figure and another towel around her hair. Her face read pure rage.
She was about to stomp out of the room too, when Essly stopped her by saying sensibly, "Marie . . . You're not wearing any clothes . . . And the residents on this ship are mainly boys . . ."
Marie-Grace flashed her friend a furious fake smile. "Well, next time, they'll think before turning off the hot water." Then she left the room, making sure her towel was covering herself fully.
Essly waited patiently. Finally she heard the unmistakable sound of surprised and embarrassed boy yells. Then came Marie-Grace's screaming voice. "WHO TURNED OFF THE HOT WATER?!"
"N-not me!" Cole cried, obviously embarrassed. Essly could just imagine the red tint on his caramel coloured cheeks.
"I did not," Zane replied, the only one who seemed unfazed. Essly couldn't help but wonder about him sometimes.
"It, uh, mighta been me," came Kai's embarrassed voice. Poor guy. Just out of the hospital and it sounds like he's just going to go back again.
"FIX IT!" Marie-Grace yelled, positively raging. Essly could only imagine the fire in her eyes.
Welp, it seemed like that bit of drama was over, so Essly grabbed The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe and began to read.
*BWAHAHAHA! I loved writing this chapter! Ah, memories! And you've probably gathered this, but Essly and Marie-Grace are avid readers :) Also, this chapter was going to be called A Purely Evil Mother, French Elves and Cold Water, but there wasn't enough space, so it's just an evil mother.