Chapter Two: Can We Keep Them?
~Amaya's POV~
"...assured me that this woman was a professional!"
"Mr. Worth I can assure you that Bianca is a professional." I grit my teeth wondering just how the hell I had ended up on desk duty. Not only was it a bore but it also made me want to wring the people's necks. "She may look like she isn't but that is merely because Bianca does exceptional work. And because the Sprites don't expect her to pack a punch."
"She's very uncouth!" I repressed the urge to snort.
"Mr. Worth Bianca's language and dress styles are not something that we charge for. However, if you want I can have someone else go out to you and take care of your problem."
"Problem? She harassed my son and insulted my wife!" Oh, dear lord Bianca you didn't. Wait this was Bianca, I could imagine that.
"Has she taken care of the Sprites in your backyard and attic Mr. Worth?" I asked politely.
"… Yes."
"Then I do believe if you have any comments or further complaints you should contact Bianca's Supervisor. I can have her give you a call as soon as possible so you may tell her exactly what Bianca has done and I can assure you that Bianca will be put on suspension." Again.
"Very well then. Just know that I will not be hiring her again."
"Yes sir, I understand. Have a lovely day." I hung up before I could let my sarcasm slip out. I leaned back in my chair.
I hated getting calls on my other Guardians behalf's. Especially when it was about Bianca. Which reminded me. I sighed picking up the phone again and dialing the numbers that had been memorized into my mind two days ago.
"Head B's Office, how can I help you?"
"Hey Brittany, it's Amaya."
"Hey Maya, what's up?" Her cheerful voice asked. Behind the voice I could hear typing and paper shuffling. Ah the sounds of another Desk Jockey.
"Oh nothing. I just got another call on Bianca's behalf." Brittany groaned.
"Seriously?"
"Unfortunately." I grumbled. I heard the back door opening. The sounds of something heavy being pushed through the back door. Seems Keira and Memphis found something, again. "Mr. Worth says she flirted with his son and probably told his wife her sense of style was out of date for a bag of dust like her."
"Oh my god." Brittany groaned. "You know I get more complaints about Bianca then any of my other Guardians. In fact, you're the fourth person who's called about her."
"In that case may I have a hand in her punishment? I promise to not be biased." I spoke. Brittany scoffed. Keira and Memphis dragged a cardboard box into the library. When I raised an eyebrow they stopped to sit by the box like good little children. Hah!
"Sorry Amaya, you know the rules. You wouldn't want me to get after Aradia would you?"
"Oh please, Aradia is the perfect Calendar girl. It's Anya you need to worry about."
"There's one in every group. Thanks for telling me. I have to go and get Bianca's ass in and ream her for her customer service skills."
"Good luck! I have some scolding I need to do." Keira and Memphis squeaked.
"Tell them I said good luck!" I snorted.
"Yeah, sure I will." I hung up the phone before leaning backwards. "Whenever you two bring something in a box that's never a good thing. What did you find this time?"
"I love you!" Memphis said loudly. I raised an eyebrow.
"What is it? What did you find?" I narrowed my eyes as Keira ran over to me with Memphis. They hugged me tightly.
"I love you! I promise to do all my chores!" Keira said.
"And my homework!" Memphis added.
"Well, I love you to. In fact, it's your fault I'm on desk duty answering calls about Bianca."
"Sorry!" They chimed. I rolled my eyes.
"Alright, what do you want brats?" Keira and Memphis ran to the box and opened it before pulling out a bundle of fur. Oh, good lord. "Seriously? Cats?" I asked in disbelief.
"Can we keep them please?!"
"Hell no!" I got off the chair glad to be moving around. I'd been sitting in that chair all day. As my popping bones and joints attested. "First it was the bunnies, then the turtles and the hawks now it's cats? You two don't take care of them. I do!" They put the cats down.
"Please!" Keira begged. "I'll do all my chores and my homework and clean my room and listen to you!"
"Me to!" Memphis agreed getting on his knees. "Please Maya!?" I groaned rubbing my head.
"No. You two don't know how to take care of a kitten let alone-" I looked into the box to see a lot of fur and twenty-five eyes. "Thirteen cats? You two will never manage that many! You could barely keep your goldfish alive for more than a week!"
Briefly I saw the cats exchange a look.
"PLEASE AMAYA! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!" Keira yelled. I folded my arms and took a defensive stance.
"No." Keira's eyes watered and Memphis dropped to his knees. Memphis' feet knocked the box over and the kitties came flying out.
"PLEASE!" Keira shouted. I narrowed my eyes, but the stubborn brat just glared.
"No." Keira started to cry and shout and yell. Just like a typical child throwing a tantrum. The cats ran for cover.
"I WANT A KITTY! I WANT A KITTY! I WANT A KITTY!" Memphis joined his sister in bouncing around and screaming. I groaned rolling my eyes. The phone started to ring. Great, just what I needed. I rubbed my head hoping for silence.
Unfortunately, the phone kept ringing. I growled out a curse before chanting.
"Midnight, silent night, make these two sleep tight!" Keira and Memphis promptly fell over. I grabbed them before they fell over and quickly and gently put them on the couch before I picked up the phone.
"Second-in-charge, A's office. How can I help you?"
"Hey Maya!" I sighed in relief, sagging.
"Hey auntie! How's the field?" I asked keeping an eye on the cats as they looked over the kids.
"As busy and full of action as ever! How are the kids?" I looked at them.
"They're fine. They're sleeping."
"... Amaya! It's three in the afternoon and I know the kids don't take naps anymore."
"Of course, they do. Kids tire easily! Especially after school."
"They're hungry after school, not tired." I grinned.
"Really? Because I could swear your kids just fell asleep. Like magic!" My aunt sighed.
"Maya, wake them up." I whimpered.
"But they're really much happier asleep!"
"Amaya!"
"Fine." I grumbled. I put the phone on my shoulder and looked at the kids. "This sleep is fake, so make these kids wake." Keira and Memphis opened their eyes and yawned. "Have a good nap?"
"Yeah..." Keira looked around before seeing the cats. "I WANT THE KITTIES!" I sighed bringing the phone to my ear.
"I hate you. You and your brood." My aunt laughed as the kids began their shouting again.
"Put me on with them."
"Fine." I switched the phone to loudspeaker before whistling sharply. "Hey! Your mothers on the phone. She wants to talk to you!"
"Mommy!" Oh, how quickly they changed their tune. I rolled my eyes, getting out of the office.
Down to the kitchen I went to get a soda and watch a bit of TV. If you knew my line of work then you'd understand a bit of TV was good for the soul. None of that chicken soup crap. In the office I could still hear my two lovable brats crying about wanting kitties and the kitties soft paws hitting the hardwood floor as they started to explore the house.
I turned my attention back to Sex and the City. I'd know the end of their conversation as soon as Keira either started pouting and sulking or smiling really big. I sighed taking a sip of my Sprite and eating some of the tail mix we usually had out. (Someone always ended up watching TV and we usually complained about the lack of snacks on hand).
Just when Big was telling Carrie that he was an idiot a cat jumped onto the coffee table. I narrowed my eyes at the silver kitten who was just daring me to do something.
"You know, I really couldn't care less about hurting you." I murmured. The cat just hissed and looked very… smug. Like he didn't think I would do anything. Well time to change that. I tilted my head to the side. The cat instantly yowled as he flew into the air. I kept my eyes on him as he flailed and thrashed. I didn't realize the smirk on my face until I heard the pounding of footsteps on the stairs. I sighed leaving the cat in the air and turning my attention to the TV again.
"Mommy said- AMAYA!" I looked over to the two brats.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"The kitty!" Memphis pointed at the still flailing cat. I looked at it in surprise.
"Hey look, the cat's magic!" I said happily. The other cats were meowing at the other cat who only got angrier.
"Amaya! Let the cat go!" Keira demanded.
"I'm not doing anything." I protested enjoying seeing their faces get redder.
"Amaya!" they yelled. The coffee table cracked and exploded sending glass up in the air. I sighed waving my hand. The cat dropped back to the ground before darting under the couch.
"Now see what you did." I said getting up. "I really liked that coffee table too."
"It's your fault." Keira said. I raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't lose control there. I was just watching a movie." I pointed to the flat screen that was still playing the movie. "Well, I was trying to. Then the little kitty started flying so I was wondering if you two were practicing your magic?"
"Liar!" They chimed. I sighed.
"I'm hurt. You actually think I'm capable of hurting a poor defenseless kitty?" Keira kept glaring at me.
"Mommy said we could keep the kitties." I raised an eyebrow.
"Uh-huh… And did you tell your mother about your other pets?" The brats looked at each other in worry.
"Yes?" I snorted before an evil thought wormed it's way into my head. Keira was the first to notice. She gripped Memphis's arm in warning before defensively moving in front of him. I had to congratulate her instincts.
"Alright… I'll let you keep them." I smiled innocently. Their cute chubby faces lit up. But, before they could start dancing I held up my hand. "Hold it! You," I pointed to them both. "Have a few conditions to follow here."
"Shoulda known…" Memphis mumbled. I pointed to the coffee table.
"Keep your emotions under control. The last thing we need is the electricity going haywire again. You need to do your homework and practice your powers that your teacher gives you. Both teachers." At seven and five years old they were well on their way to learning about the Human world and the Supernatural world. Of course, since we had a few humans who knew about us we had them teach the younger children how to act and be human along with the human versions of their history.
The Supernatural Academy started after the Human school ended at midday and they continued teaching the younger generation how to control their powers and about our version of history. (You really think Hitler and Standing Horse were alone?) The only thing we did not tell the kids, was how we contributed to society. At least until they hit thirteen.
"Aw! But I hate History!" Keira whined. I snorted again.
"So? I hate math and I still use it." Not as much but enough to still hate it. "Homework from both teachers, rooms clean, bathed and ready for bed by eight every night, and listen when I tell you something. Am I understood?"
"Can we go to bed at nine?" Memphis asked.
"You won't stay up that long." I said reflexively. "Do we have a deal?"
"Yes!" They chimed. I nodded.
"Good," I smiled innocently, "should you fail to uphold your promise I will kill these cats."
"WHAT?" I plopped down.
"Don't argue you already agreed to the terms and conditions of our deal."
"But-" I held up my hand.
"Shh, I want to see what Carrie does next." I said already back into my movie. (Seriously, how did she even allow her friends to subtly control her into getting married? Even I didn't do that.)