Thanks people for reviewing. I decided to write more because I felt like it. Disclaimer: I do not own the Bartimaeus trilogy!!!!!!
The girl was taking a long time to answer. I hated that. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" I tried to scare the answer out of her. I could see tears start to form from the corners of her eyes. Oh god. Our eyes were firmly locked in place. Finally she answered in her quiet voice, "I-It's m-my master. He's gone."
I changed into my favorite guise so I could slap my hand against my face. "That's it? That's why you summoned me? Because your master is gone? He most likely went to get milk or something. Now let me go." I turned my back on her, as I did I heard her sniffle.
"No you don't understand." Her voice trembled as she spoke. "Today was the day I was going to get my name. I –I went to get him some tea and when I came back he-he was gone." I turned back around to see her looking up at me in desperation, her eyes filled with tears.
I waited for her to say more. "Well did you see what took him? Or maybe some sort of sign, destruction?" She shook her head slowly. "I came back to see the living room in perfect shape. I searched the house and the neighbors. Please please help me." Begging me. This girl was begging me to help her? I guess she was trying to be nice. I guess she was but she was nuts.
I smirked slightly. "No, maybe I don't want to help you and your problem."It looked like she was going to break down and cry. "Please." She said. "No" "Pretty please" I looked at her strangely. "No." "Pretty please with sugar on top." "Wow never heard that one before. Why don't you just yell at me? Scream; command this demon to do something." I could sense her becoming a little mad, but surprisingly she held back her anger. she took a deep breath and said, " No I won't yell at you. I don't believe in being mean to dinji, imps, or anything else. I read about Prolemy. I hope to be nice, like him. Though sometimes I get mocked by it." Wow another human who tried to be ki—no, I won't believe it. This girl had something planed. I refuse to fall under her spell.