Webby had invited Lena over for another sleepover. Of course, that came with Magica talking to Lena whenever she got the opportunity to, which annoyed Lena to an excruciating degree, but what was she going to do about it?
She sighed as Magica disappeared and Webby reappeared in the room. "I managed to sneak some cookies up! But don't tell Dewey, though," Webby said, giggling right afterward.
Lena smirked. "Is that some pink I see?" she asked in a teasing manner.
"Yea, it's my shirt! You just noticed?" Webby questioned.
"No, on your face, silly!" Lena remarked. "I think I saw you blush a little."
"Wh-What? No!" Webby said, trying to defend herself.
"So, tell me all about Dewey," Lena said.
"No! It's just we're friends, that's all!" Webby said. "Sure we may hang out more than the rest, but that's normal! It's not like I think about him all the time or anything!"
A loud knock was heard on the door. "Webby, did you take my cookies again?"
"Uh, no?" Webby said.
The door opened, revealing Dewey. "Give me back my cookies!" Without a second's delay, Dewey lunged forward and tackled Webby.
While the two were wrestling for a bag of chocolate chip cookies, Lena looked over to the wall, fearing the worst.
"Go to the money bin now while there's a distraction!" Magica hissed, growing as a shadow on the wall.
"No!" Lena whispered back. "Webby's very… good at picking up details, she'll notice if I'm gone instantly!" she said, making an excuse. While she never experienced that herself, she could see that happening.
A gasp was heard and Magica immediately shriveled down into Lena's normal shadow. Lena looked over to see Louie.
"Hey, what's up?" she asked nonchalantly.
"What was that?!" he asked, pointing to the wall.
Lena's stomach dropped down. Did he notice? She had to play it off and fast!
She cleared her throat, "my shadow?" She looked around to point at her own shadow.
"Yea but your shadow looked like someone else, and it was talking!" he proclaimed.
Lena froze. He did see. Crap!
Louie looked over before grabbing her hand and dragging her out to the halls. "What's going on?" he asked.
"Nothing!" Lena defended.
"Then why were you talking to a talking shadow?" Louie asked.
"I was talking to my own shadow because I was bored," Lena countered.
"Your shadow didn't look anything like you!" Louie said.
"Maybe you're hallucinating?" Lena offered.
"No! I know I'm not! I just want to know what that was!" Louie said.
"I can't!" Lena told him.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because!" she replied.
"Look, I just care about you!" he yelled. "So tell me what that shadow was. Please."
"You… care about me?" Lena asked, completely thrown off. "Like a crush?"
"Yes but that's not the point," Louie said quickly, clearly not thinking before speaking, "just tell me what that was!"
Lena sighed. "I can't."
"Why?" he asked.
"Because," Lena said, "She can take me out of this world," she snapped her fingers, "just like that."