A/N: I like to update often, for the sake of the fact that people like fast updating stories, and I've got lots of time since it's summer vacation! Still kinda depressed that I blew my finals… Anyway…

Chapter 8

She Wishes He Didn't Do This

~Nick~

"CRRRAAAAAAAAAAAPPPP!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. The second me and Viola stepped in the house the room went dark, and we were in a long hallway. And behind us? Oh nothing, just A FRIKKIN' GIANT TEDDY BEAR ARMY! EACH OF THEM HAD FANGS, AND FRIKKIN' DEATH GLARES COMPLETE WITH ANVILS ON THEIR BUTTS! ARE YOU SERIOUS?!

Anywho, we were running. She was screaming.

And well…

"DDDDDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

'What was that spell that burned Viola's dad? Um Ignorance…. Ignat… Now I'm just guessing… Ignofringe…'

"IGNITIS!"

A ball of fire appeared in my hand, I threw it at the bears. One burned. It fell and disappeared into ash. The rest backed away, as the floor started to burn.

The dark power flowed through me, but this time, I was in control.

"Wh-what?"

"You used… magic?" Viola asked.

"Yeah… I think I did… Without the demon!"

"Wow!" she exclaimed. I felt a little heat on my face.

'Ahhh crap. She's not gonna let this go, is she?' I thought as she noticed my blush and smirked a childish smirk.

"Ehm… Ugh… Let's just go!"

~Ellen~

I watched him through my mirror. I watched him use a spell that burned by bears and my beautiful floor.

'Urgh… I really hate that guy…'

"I'd suggest you learn how to do that yourself, Ellen, my faithful witch."

"Oh shut up you demonic black furball!"

~Viola~

At first, I wished we hadn't done this, but then I realized that it was the only chance I had to save my father. And I was more assured that it would be fine when I saw Nick in control of his magic. In control of the demon. Still, it puzzled me how he had done it. He didn't seem to even know himself. I asked him about it later, but he just said "Hmm? I dunno. I just tried to use the spell, and it happened to work out great."

What?

~Nick~

"This room seems to be less of a trap and more of a puzzle." I said.

She nodded her head in agreement. Then we read the note. It read 'THE KEY TO THE DOOR FROM THE LION'S ROAR'

"Um… What?" she said rather confused.

"I think it has something to do with that lion statue in the corner." I suggested.

Another note was on the lion's back.

It read 'YOU SCREAM AND LAUGH IN A FEATHER BATH, BECAUSE IT EITHER TICKLES OR IT PRICKLES.'

"Hmm… A feather?"

"Nick, I think I saw a feather in the hallway. It was next to a small bookshelf."

"Alright, let's go!" I said.

We walked outside towards the shelf. There were feathers everywhere. Each one was coloured differently. On the shelf was a sparkling book. I picked it up and read it. It was titled 'Crow Studies'

It read 'The feathers of a crow seem to tickle people more than the feathers of any other bird. This would seem to apply to animals as well. This theory has been tested before.'

I looked back to the feathers. There was a green feather, a white feather, a black feather, a grey feather, and a red feather.

"Let's take the black one. It was talking about crows, right?" I said.

Viola gave me a scared look, and then asked "Are you sure? It could be a trap…"

"Don't be silly," I said to assure her. "The house will only give hints that are true."

I then grabbed the black feather and guided her back to the room.

Just before the floor above us collapsed onto where we were just standing, destroying all the other feathers, and leaving in their place, levers that would have probably set off traps. The only place with no lever was the one where the crow feather had been.

"Of course…" she muttered.

We entered the room and I placed the feather next to the lion.

"Are you sure you're doing it right?" she asked.

"Of course I am!" I said.

"It was talking about tickling, so maybe we should tickle the lion," she suggested. I sighed.

"Go ahead,"

She tickled the lion with the feather, and it came to LIFE, and moved out of the way for us. This revealed a hole with a rusted iron ladder underneath.

"Oh…" I said.

We climbed down the ladder.

~Black Cat~

'Very good…' I thought. It seemed that those two were quite a team. It seemed without the other, they wouldn't be able to complete any puzzle.

'Hmm… Of course! I need to separate them…!'

"Ellen, my faithful witch?" I said politely. (Ugh)

"What is it cat?!" she shouted at me, rather annoyed.

"Perhaps, my faithful witch, we could split them apart in order to stop them from moving forward. They only seem to be effective together…"

"Oh shut up cat! I call the shots. You're the demon who I made the pact with, not the other way around. You gave ME control of the house, YOU don't get it!" she shouted again.

'This will not end well for her.'

A/N: There we go! 907* words! Now then, time to rest, eat my dinner, and get away from this computer! PLEASE.*