Chapter 3

Once more the hated bell rang loudly, waking Ceaon from his lovely dream. Ceaon opened one eye, seeing others drowsily sitting up, yawning, or rubbing their eyes. He pushed himself up with his hand and waited for the world to stop spinning. Ceaon rubbed his bruised ribs and yawned loudly, still trying to fight the overpowering sleep. Dammion then bounced up, completely baffling the poor Ceaon.

Wildly patting Ceaon on his shoulder, Dammion shouted, "I can go outside again!" Then, face beaming, Dammion exploded in a funny jig. Meanwhile, Ceaon stood up painfully, (he still felt the combined injuries from his fathers work-out and his fight) and stumbled towards the water jug. Dammion followed Ceaon the whole way, still dancing. Ceaon splashed his face with some water, then, since it wasn't working, he took the bucket and poured it over his head, splashing Dammion in the process. "Um…thanks for the early shower?" Dammion shook out his shirt.

Ceaon stretched loudly, then replied, "Sorry, I was just trying to wake myself. Congrats on getting out of trouble, Edward and Melissa said they would help you."

Dammion slowly nodded, a frown on his face, "You know, I don't like that boy. The girl's fine, pretty quiet too, but-"

Ceaon shrugged it off and pulled on some clean clothes, while talking to Dammion, "Have you checked what we have today?"

"Yep, before lunch we have to go take our bath, then we have the rest of the day free!" Ceaon cheered and together they set off to the boys bath.

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After the warming bath, Dammion and Ceaon were found bundled up in raggedy blankets, sitting on a tall apple tree, talking. "Can't you see Edward has been lying to you about tons of things?" Dammion asked.

Ceaon seemed hurt and replied stiffly, "Dammion, stop accusing him, he and his sister are really nice."

Dammion shook his head tiredly, "You never believe me when I try to tell you something important."

Ceaon sighed and brushed away the leaf from his hair, "Let's pretend you're right, and I don't believe you, but, if you are right, so what if Edward and Melissa lie about a few things, it's not going to change the world. Hey, I'll admit it, almost all of us have probably lied a few times."

Dammion moved position slightly and rolled his eyes, exasperated, "Can't you see that for all we know, those guys could be nobles? Remember we started discussing how nobles were all snobs in front of Edward, and he looked all miffed out." Ceaon exploded into laughter, gripping his ribs tightly.

"Ha…ha…that's the best…Edward and Mel- ha…ha.." Ceaon leaned against the tree trunk and wiped his eyes.

Dammion glared at Ceaon, "It could be true."

Ceaon yawned then replied, "You know Dammion, I hope you don't like Edward just because he was kind of mean to me, although he didn't know, on the first day."

Dammion snorted loudly, "It is not because of that! I just don't like him because he lies to us so often." Ceaon nodded absent-mindedly. Dammion shrugged, "Well, if you don't believe me, fine…this is really off-topic, but have you ever tried lying to someone?"

Ceaon felt his magic slowly begin to build up as he thought of what he should answer back. Finally, he blurted out, "Yes." After all, he had tried to lie to someone, he just hadn't succeeded.

Dammion asked, "Try lying to me, a random lie."

Ceaon quickly answered, "Nah, let's not." For a minute Ceaon though he had broken the stupid curse, but he realized the way Dammion had told the command –to try- it wasn't an actual command.

"Come on Ceaon, don't be a spoil sport. We can make a game out of it, I try to guess if you're lying or not." Ceaon didn't understand why Dammion wanted to play such a stupid game.

"Do we have to?" Ceaon leaned back against the trunk.

Dammion sighed, "Well, if you really don't want to." The two boys sat in silence for a while, both thinking about something.

Finally, Dammion looked up and quietly said, "I feel really guilty," Ceaon looked up, and met his eyes. "Instead, of asking you like a friend should, I tried to trick you into finding out why you never lie and always obey to people." Dammion looked down shamefully. Ceaon blanched, this was not turning out well. If he told Dammion, would Dammion use that power over him like the many nobles and higher-ranked servants did? Ceaon shook his head and mentally slapped himself. Dammion was his best friend; he would never do such a thing!

Still, Ceaon hesitantly opened his mouth and started talking. "Dammion? I want to tell you the reason why I never lie and obey people, but you can't tell anyone."

Dammion looked up and blurted out, "You don't have to. I don't mind."

Ceaon shook his head and answered, "As a friend I should have told you a long time ago. It starts when I was a baby and a fairy named Lucinda….."

------ The story ends-----

"…so I'm cursed with obedience and truth." Dammion sat still, staring at Ceaon with his eyes wide. Ceaon uncomfortably sat in the Dammion's gaze then mumbled, "Please don't tell anybody."

Dammion scratched his neck uncertainly and answered, "Sure, but can I try something?"

Ceaon frowned lightly and replied, "If it isn't dangerous."

Dammion nodded and said, "'Kay, um…lift up your right arm." Ceaon felt a small spark of magic and he obediently lifted up his right hand. Dammion had a look of understanding on his face then he sadly exclaimed, "I'm sorry, I just wanted to know if it was true, but what a pain to have that stupid curse following you around."

Ceaon grinned and said, "It's fi-….err I mean it doesn't kill me."

Both boys jumped as a feminine voice was heard, " Boo!" Ceaon turned around swiftly and found Melissa's eyes staring back at him, full of malice. Melissaa giggled and asked, "Why is your hand up?" Ceaon tried tugging at it then looked at Dammion, pleading for him to do something.

Dammion quickly said, "Ceaon, put your hand down," while trying to joke about it.

Ceaon's hand shot down and he badly joked, "We were…umm…playing a game!"

Melissa nodded vaguely and whispered, making both boys lean in, "I'm hiding from my brother, who isn't to happy that I put mushrooms in his sandwich."

Dammion burst out laughing but was stopped by Melissa who slapped her hand over his mouth. "Oh…sister dearest, come here! I've got a nice juicy mushroom sandwich for you." Melissa put her finger over her mouth and scampered up the tree. Dammion shot a glance at Ceaon both trying to keep in their laughter.

A few minutes later they found out what Melissa was doing: throwing pinecones at Edward. "Ouch…ouch…you dreaded...ouch...sister…I'll get…OUCH…you back for this!" Ceaon burst out laughing, gripping the tree tightly. The pinecones stopped coming down and Edward looked up in outraged mockery. Hand on heart, Edward fell to the ground, yelling, "You're in this too? My life is over!" The next four hours were spent attacking each other with pinecones.

-----Dinner time------

Both Edward and Ceaon were leaning on each other gasping for breath from all the laughing while Dammion and Melissa were making up more jokes.

"Umm…what does a rhino drink in winter?" …Dooooooooonnnggggggg...Ceaon toppled over when Edward stood up and yelled, "Thank the gods! We're saved, it's dinner time." Melissa and Dammion raced off grinning. Ceaon jumped up and together they raced off to their well-earned dinner. As soon as they entered the hall Edward and Melissa sadly waved goodbye and they raced off to have dinner with their uncle again.

-----After dinner-----

Ceaon and Dammion sneaked out the room with their mouth full of food, laughing at their easy theft. Ceaon collapsed against the wall and sat down, munching on his piece of bread. Dammion swallowed and sat next to Ceaon, relaxing against the wall. "Umm…Ceaon, I was wondering…do you…think your dad could teach me how to use a sword?" Dammion paused then started rambling, "I saw your dad and you yesterday and since my dad has never even touched a sword I don't think there is much hope for me."

Ceaon nodded, "Of course, I'm sure my dad won't mind, in fact, it's around time to go meet him. Are you free now?" Dammion nodded, a gigantic smile on his face. Together they marched off down the stairs and to the courtyard, where Ceaon's dad greeted them. "Hi, Dad! I was wondering if Dammion could train with me?"

Ceaon's dad nodded and replied, "Why not?"

Ceaon and Dammion exchanged grins then Ceaon asked, "Dad, out of curiosity, have you been anywhere near the royal people that came?"

The man's slight smile turned into a look of concentration and he replied, "I have, actually, I met the oldest son, Prince Jason. Now don't look at me like that, Ceaon, I know you don't like nobles but Jason's a nice guy, he came in to buy and sword, what an honor! We chatted a little then he left. He may look like a snotty king on the outside, but he's actually really nice in the inside."

"Sure, sure. Whatever you say!"

Judean turned around then picked two wooden swords from the rack. "Here you go you two. Now first I will teach Ceaon the raising block, then I will catch Dammion up on everything, got it?" At first Ceaon had trouble with putting the block and stance together, but eventually he got it. Dammion, on the other hand, took twice as long to learn the first few stances and the raising block. Ceaon mopped his brow with a long towel and passed it to Dammion when he heard a noise. Judean swiftly turned to where he thought the noise came from and advanced. A swift shriek and then Edward toppled down the tree, followed by a loud giggle. Judean had arrived at the figure, but Dammion sat down with Ceaon and were staring curiously at the spectacle. Both of them were not able to comprehend the two, but what they saw surprised them. Judean bent down and picked the boy up then, he seemed to gasp in horror and Judean bowed deeply to Edward. Edward pushed Judean up and whispered furtively to him. Ceaon exchanged a confused frown with Dammion and stood up, waiting for explanations. Edward and Judean talked for a little longer then Melissa's cat-like figure jumped down from the tree, startling Judean.

They walked back to Ceaon and Dammion were they were met with a question, "What happened?"

Edward scratched his arm then explained, "Er…Melissa pushed me off the tree and your dad…"

Edward stopped talking and Judean took over, "and I realized this boy's uncle is one of my best friends…I hadn't seen him in a while, I was pretty happy to…er… see him again." Ceaon shrugged and looked at Dammion who seemed to have a hard time being convinced. Dammion stared suspiciously at Edward but could do nothing about it so he let it go, determined to find out later. A quiet silence set, but was soon broken by Judean,

"All right then," Judean turned to Melissa and Edward and asked, "Would your- I mean, you like to join us, we are studying the art of the sword?" Judean turned to Melissa and frowned slightly, but added, "Only if, my lady, is able or allowed."

Edward perked up and answered quickly, "I'd love to, although I have had a few lessons already."

Melissa rolled her eyes and answered, "I've never tried before, but I'd love to. As you might have seen I don't do things that are exactly ladylike." Ceaon stared Melissa up and down, seeing it was true. after all she wasn't wearing the normal dress or skirt, but a boys outfit, most likely Edward's clothes, and she had her hair tied in with a simple hair-tie, letting it down, unlike most women. Judean nodded and grabbed two more wooden swords and chucked one to Edward, who caught it easily (giving the impression that he had an extreme ability with swords), while Judean carefully handed one to Melissa, patiently showing how to grip the sword. Judean straightened and set off teaching everyone at his or her own level. Dammion carefully examined Edward and Melissa. By the end of the short lesson, Dammion knew for sure that Edward was an expert with a sword, and Melissa had never touched a sword in her life, but was very willing to try. Things were getting more suspicious every minute. The lesson ended with success for everyone. Judean was proud that he was able to teach correctly, Ceaon was slowly, but surely showing everyone that he had the makings of a great warrior or excellent swords master, Dammion, while not having a particular talent was doing well, Edward was feeling proud that he was able to teach Dammion well, and finally Melissa, who had never touched a sword in her life, much less used it, was enjoying learning something new, easily and slowly. All were sent to bed in a happy mood when the clock surprised them all by ringing eleven o'clock.

Morning!

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Ceaon stirred in his bed, slowly wakening. All Ceaon could think about was the extra minutes of comfort he could have since the bell didn't seem to have rung. A medium sized force pounced on him and landed on his stomach. "Oof…" Ceaon snapped his eyes open and found Melissa grinning cheekily, she was sitting cross-legged on him, and she was pretty light. Melissa grabbed his pillow and hit him on the head. Ceaon pulled his measly cover around him and pushed Melissa off of him. "What are you doing in the boy's dorms, " Ceaon hissed, for fear of waking up any of the other boys.

Melissa hit him again with the pillow and whispered back, "I just wanted to tell you that Sir Rodolf has requested that we arrive in around five minutes to teach us archery...isn't it great? I've always wanted to learn archery…" she paused.

Ceaon pulled the blanket slightly higher and replied, "Well, in that case, believe it or not, I must dress to be able to come with you." Melissa blushed deeply and raced out the room. Ceaon jumped into action, he didn't want to keep the retired warrior- or Melissa- waiting. First he grabbed his new clothes from the pile and threw them on, then he thoroughly splashed himself with water. Rubbing his head dry, Ceaon picked the bucket up and poured it on Dammion. After whispering to him loudly, he dropped the towel on Dammion and checked the list. Edward or Melissa weren't on it, but Dammion and him (since they were partners, they got mostly everything together) had a free day apart from language class at the end of the day. Ceaon was joined with Dammion and only one word was passed between them, "Nothing." Dammion nodded and opened the dormitory door to find Melissa riding down the stair rail backwards. Ceaon waved and jumped after Melissa when she touched the ground. Dammion joined in the fun and jumped in right after Ceaon.

Melissa pushed her hair out of her face and asked, "You rail slide?"

Ceaon replied, "Yep." Melissa waited until they had reached the floor then raced off, followed by Ceaon and Dammion.

"Edward is already waiting for us at the archery grounds." Melissa gasped out as she slowed to a stop near a tree to regain her breath. Melissa gripped her ribs then looked up and continued running towards two figures standing in the distance. Ceaon and Dammion were not far behind. Melissa suddenly and unexpectedly tripped on a tree root. Ceaon wasn't able to stop in time and was flung on her. Dammion, being right behind Ceaon then tripped on both of their bodies. They burst out laughing when they realized they had landed in a puddle of mud. Ceaon shot out of under Dammion's arm and jumped to the safety of firm ground then pulled a disgusted face and started wiping away some of the mud on his face. Melissa didn't seem to mind the mud as much but did eventually pull Dammion and her on firm ground. Edward raced towards them, wondering what had happened. As he approached he fell in a fit of laughter. Melissa stuck out her foot as he slid by and he went head over heels into the pile of mud. Laughter filled the quite area.

Edward pulled himself out of the muck and yelled, "Melissa!" Melissa raced off towards Sir Rodolf, closely followed by Edward. Ceaon and Dammion shared a grin at their antics and slowly followed Edward at a walk. When Ceaon saw Dammion walking, the first picture that came to mind was elephant. Because of their very sticky clothes that were covered with mud, Dammion was lifting his legs high, (it looked like he was walking over logs) and every time he brought his feet down a squishing noise was heard. Ceaon burst into laughter.

Dammion turned around, his disgruntled face telling all. "Be quiet." Dammion nearly growled out. Ceaon stopped laughing halfway and followed in silence, wondering when Dammion would allow him to talk again. Dammion arrived to Sir Rodolf who, luckily, had some towels that they were allowed to wipe themselves off. Sir Rodolf cheerfully waved at Ceaon and asked, "How are you lad?" Ceaon opened his mouth but nothing came out. Remembering the command, Ceaon poked Dammion.

A look of confusion turned into understanding and Dammion spoke, "Your throat can't hurt that bad. Ignore what I told you earlier."

Ceaon turned back to Sir Rodolf and uttered in a voice that was what he hoped was croaky voice, "Sorry, sir. Thank you very much for teaching us. And I'm a little muddy but I'll live."

Sir Rodolf smiled and commanded, "All right then, everyone grab a bow and go find a yellow cross to stand on." Ceaon grabbed one of the smaller bows and jogged to a big yellow cross on the grass. Melissa and Dammion ended up being next to him. Sir Rodolf checked their hand position, then, giving each of them five arrows, he started his lesson.

During afternoon language class

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Ceaon and Dammion were both listening to their teacher attentively. The next lesson they were starting was how to speak ogre. Very difficult, but according to the teacher, it was possible. Ceaon looked down and started copying down the notes on the blackboard. After he finished the short paragraph, Ceaon looked sideways and found Dammion drawing little blobs all over his piece of paper. Ceaon turned back to his paper then looked out the window, wondering when the snow would start to cover the green hills. "Ceaon, would you please stand up and tell us what floor is in ogrese?" Ceaon blanched and stood up, wondering if he could make it up. Times like these were when he wished he could keep his mind focused in class. "Yes sir…." His quite voice seem to shoot out through the classroom, "floor is…umm...xygarr...I think." Ceaon shocked himself, he hadn't meant to say that, he was going more for something like flooooor but out of his mouth had come a completely different word.

The teacher stared hard at Ceaon then spoke, "That is correct." Ceaon gave himself a quite grin but it faded away at the look his teacher gave him, " but we had not gone over the word yet and so I will ask you to please pay attention in class." Ceaon felt disappointed, of course, he would rather have this then get the usual punishment the teacher gave him (no dinner or breakfast). The teacher looked up and seeing Ceaon still standing up he said, "Since you seem to know this language please say: I would love to have tea with you, in ogrese." Ceaon clasped his hands behind his back and knew if he didn't get this right it would be a punishment coming.

"Umm….kI ekd icnidsss eJkiela Sly Vasssdn fNiiiifi dfjsiD." Ceaon crossed his fingers, hopping these were the actual words. The professor gaped at him, but the seemed to gain his composure

"Sit down," he crisply stated. Turning back to the board, the teacher tried to go on as if nothing had gone wrong. Ceaon frowned and sat down, wondering if a punishment was coming or not. The lesson ended quickly, but Ceaon still had no signs that he was in for trouble. "Ceaon, come here."

Ceaon slowly turned around and signaled to Dammion he would meet him outside then he approached the desk, "Sir, you wanted me?"

The teacher looked up and sharply he stated, "Why did you not tell me you are fluent in Ogrese speech?"

Ceaon opened his mouth and managed to say "I'm not," before the teacher retorted, "Ha! Nice try, did you hear yourself? I was around a very fine lady yesterday, Queen Ella, and she was helping me pronounce several words. You speak it perfectly young man." Ceaon was completely bewildered; all those times were completely out of luck! Before Ceaon could even open his mouth the teacher continued, "No arguing I heard what I heard and I have decided you have a knack for these languages, so you will be having language class with Queen Ella and her small class. Isn't that great!" Ceaon opened his mouth, determined to say no, but again all that came out was a squeaky no that the teacher seemed to dismiss for shock and he was pushed out the classroom door, with directions to go to the great hall at 9:00 A.M and finish at 10:30.

Dammion caught one look at Ceaon's bewildered look and exclaimed, "What happened? And how do you know to speak ogrese? You left me in the dust. Did he punish you?" Ceaon feel the magic rising in his throat, but what had Dammion said first? Dammion watched Ceaon's expression as he scrunched up in pain before him. Dammion's eyes rounded as he realized he had just asked a lot of answers at the same time. "Scratch that." Ceaon relaxed and rubbed his stomach.

"Thanks." Ceaon managed to choke out. Dammion patted Ceaon and offered him his pouch of water, which was gladly accepted.

"Although I still want to know….You can take as long as you want to answer, What happened in there?"

Ceaon kneeled on the floor and answered, "The teacher just switched me to a class with all the nobles taught by Queen Ella!"

"Oh shi-" Ceaon put his hand over Dammion's mouth and turned to the teacher who had just exited the classroom. He turned at them and barked, "What are you boy's doing there? Go outside. Now"

Ceaon blurted out, "Talking," Before running down stairs, turning right a couple times and pulling open the majestic doors, where he finally plopped on the ground and tried to gain his breath back. Dammion had quickly followed Ceaon knowing the pain that the teacher had put on his friend. When Dammion reached outside he found Ceaon lying on the ground with his eyes closed.

"CEAON!" Dammion jumped on Ceaon and shook him roughly.

Ceaon's eyes flicked open and he gasped out, "Sod off."

Dammion got backed off a little and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ceaon choked out, "Fi- I'll live."

Ceaon grinned weakly and pushed himself up. Dammion could easily see Ceaon was hurt.

"What happens if you don't obey the curse thing quickly enough?"

Ceaon rubbed his arm and answered, "Usually if you don't obey for just a little while it starts building inside you, but once when I was small I took me a long time to, I think it was to dry myself and it took me a long time, but at the end of that episode, I had bruises all over.

Dammion glanced at Ceaon who was rubbing his arm and asked, "Aren't you going to check if you got those bruises again?" Ceaon shook his head. "Why not?"

Ceaon answered quickly, "Why should I?" Dammion frowned at Ceaon and scratched his foot, "Of course you should, what if you were badly hurt?"

" If you knew what was going to come would you check?"

Dammion's eyes widened, "Ceaon! You didn't answer any of my questions!"

Ceaon raised an eyebrow, "I didn't feel like it, why should-" Ceaon's mouth fell open then he quickly asked, "Give me a question."

Dammion looked around then said, " Do you like Melissa?" Ceaon rolled his eyes and answered, "Do you like Edward?" Dammion smiled and Ceaon grinned, "I did it!" Ceaon jumped up but quickly kneeled down again when a zap of pain shot through him.

Dammion opened his mouth but was stopped by Ceaon, "No, no, no…ouch!...no, I will not check my stupid bruises."

Dammion's face darkened and he half growled, "You have two choices, either you go to Mandy or I make you go." Ceaon clenched his teeth at the pain and he glared at Dammion, suddenly realizing that Dammion had more power over him than he himself.

"You wouldn't!"

Dammion stood up, "You haven't picked yet. Despite the fact that you may be on bruise and pain-resistance, I will not see my friend hurt even more by ignoring it."

Ceaon blanched, "I won't go." Now Dammion was having a hard choice, if he commanded Ceaon to go and Ceaon fought, he could be in a worse position. Dammion gripped his fingers together and glared at Ceaon, who glared back. Then out of the blue, Edward jumped on Dammion and knocked him on the ground, after sitting on him he turned on Melissa who was looking at Ceaon her eyes wide with shock. Apparently, she had tried to help Ceaon up, and his sleeves had been pushed up, revealing bruised skin. Melissa knelt down and touched Ceaon's arm, who was trying to cover it up.

From Dammion's view on the ground he yelled, "Get off me, you great lump!" Edward glared down at him, his eyes seem to pierce through Dammion, he wasn't joking.

"What did you do to him!" Edward hissed. Dammion was having trouble breathing but he choked out, "Not...me…himself." Melissa was frantically stopping Ceaon from getting up; she didn't seem to know what to do. Edward moved slightly allowing Dammion to sit up and explain, "It wasn't me, I wouldn't do such a thing to my friend! Ceaon hurt himself and I was trying to get him to see Mandy, but no…the super hero is too great and powerful to be checked."

Edward stared at him as if he was mad. "How did he get into such a mess?"

Dammion shrugged and glared at Edward, "Get off me!" Melissa had ripped of part of her pants and was wetting it to put on Ceaon. "It's true." Ceaon whispered.

"Ha!" Dammion pushed Edward off him and scrambled to reach Ceaon. Ceaon closed his eyes and fell unconscious.

"We have to get him to Mandy!" frantically Melissa raced about. Dammion pushed himself off the floor and after getting Melissa to calm down all three were able to haul Ceaon to Mandy. Melissa dropped Ceaon's feet and burst through the door. No one was there. Melissa looked like she was about to scream but Dammion and Edward carefully deposited Ceaon on the comfy bed. Edward pushed Melissa into a chair and attempted to calm her down. Dammion looked around the room and spotted the cream that Mandy had used last time. He picked it up, opened it and set it beside Ceaon, wondering what to do next. Edward had finally gotten Melissa to calm down and she was reading a book, upside down, looking furtively at Ceaon with a pained expression on her face.

Edward caught sight of the bowl of cream and grinned, "It should work. I think Mandy said fairies made it." Dammion nodded and sat down Edward continued, "Er, any idea how we are supposed to put it on?" Dammion nodded, " A little, I saw my dad use a slightly different cream." He thought to himself, " Ceaon hadn't held the curse for longer than a minute, so only his arms, legs, and maybe his chest should have been affected." Out loud Dammion said, "Roll his sleeves up." Edward did so and Dammion started rubbing the pinkish cream on to Ceaon's arms. Melissa gaped in wonder as Ceaon's bruises slowly disappeared.

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After rubbing at least half the cream on to, as predicted, Ceaon's arms, chest, and legs, all the bruises had disappeared, but were replaced by pink sloshes, apparently an after affect to the wonderful fairy cream. Melissa had gone to change out of her clothes with holes in them.

Edward asked again, "Are you sure and positive, that you have no idea how Ceaon got into this mess?"

Dammion stared straight back at Edward and answered slowly, "It isn't for me to tell, it's a secret." Edward glared back at him. –bang- the door flew open and Mandy burst through hands on hips.

"What were you thinking? Taking my medicine, something that could have killed the poor boy!" Edward opened his mouth, but Mandy continued, "Ye,s I know about it, your sister came and found me. Don't you think I would have safety precautions on all my products." Edward winced and looked at Ceaon. Dammion put a hand over his mouth, the pink wasn't an after effect after all! Mandy leaned over Ceaon and carefully ran her hands over his legs and arms. Mandy frowned, "Who applied the cream?"

"I er, did…um. Sorry, can you fix what ever I did wrong. It isn't to late is it?" Dammion opened his eyes wide. Mandy shook her head and let out a jingle like twinkle. "No, no. You did a marvelous job, the cream even had a hard time figuring out if it was me or someone else, which explains why it didn't alert me. Excellent job. Now I need to go back but when Ceaon wakes up, make him have a long warm bath, you can use my bathtub."

Mandy turned around and Dammion exclaimed, "How did the cream tell you that?"

"I have my ways. Also, would you mind coming at around 9:00 here until 10:30. It would be an honor to teach such a gifted healer, and who taught you?"

"Er, no one but my dad owns a shop." Mandy waved a hand and left, as quickly as she had arrived.

Dammion turned to Edward who asked, "Do you think Ceaon will be happy when he wakes up?" Dammion raised an eyebrow, "There's a one percent chance of that, but do you know if Melissa is coming back, she could cause havoc."

"She said she would go eat dinner instead of feeling useless." Edward paused then continued, " I have never seen her so worried!"

Dammion shrugged then looked at Ceaon, lying spread eagled on the bed, "What do we do now?" Edward looked around and blankly said, "er, um….we could…eat?" Dammion raised an eyebrow, "Next."

"I guess we could, we could, do stuff till Ceaon wakes up!"

Dammion grinned then sarcastically he nodded, "yeah! That's a great idea, we can do stuff until Ceaon wakes up!" Edward sighed, but Dammion continued quietly, "Let's sit here and see who can be the most silent until Ceaon wakes up, or we think of something to do." Edward sighed again and nodded then sat on the edge of the bed, head on hands. Dammion sat down on the desk chair. And they waited, and waited, and waited, and waited for five minutes before Dammion cracked and yelled, "I can't take it any more."

Edward stood up stretched and stuck his tongue out, "Ha ha! I won." Dammion was about to answer back but Ceaon sat up slowly and rubbed his eyes.

"Ceaon, mate, are you okay?"

Before Ceaon started feeling the pain he questioned, "Why wouldn't I be feeling okay?" Dammion opened his mouth, but Edward beat him to it, "You just received the beating of your life and you turned er… pink."

"What?" Ceaon brought his hands to his face, his eyes opened wide. "Will it ever come off?" he squeaked.

Dammion's eyes twinkled merrily, "Nope, I'm really sorry, we shouldn't have been touching Mandy's stuff." Edward caught on and tried not to grin.

Ceaon blanched and fell backwards. "Ouch!" he rubbed his head were he had hit it and yelled, "I'm doomed!"

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