case.”
She nodded, and I communicated the vision of her stepping outside the Green power while she did her thing. Her body immediately lost the green-colored tinge the others of us still had.
Jared touched my hand. “Jayne, there’s a witch in here that will feel her casting.”
“Good. Maybe she’ll show her ugly face so we can slap it a few hundred times.”
“Jayne, you should probably be more cautious,” Scrum said, sounding worried.
“Yeah, I probably should,” I said, turning on him. “But what if my roommate is in that nasty stomach of that troll, and I only have two minutes to get him out before the stomach acid kills him completely? What then? You want to let Tim die?”
He shook his head quickly. “No. Of course not.”
“Jayne,” Tony said, “I know you mean well, but if he’s already eaten…”
“Don’t say it, Tony!” I whipped my head around to glare at him. “Not you. Don’t go there. I never lost hope with you, and I won’t lose it with Tim. This is not negotiable!”
He nodded and said nothing in response. He knew me well enough to know when I was beyond reasoning with, and I was so there right then. So, so there. Felicia took his hand in hers, but nodded too. I knew they were there to back me up, even if I was about to do something that most people would consider stupid.
The troll took another step toward us, lifting his club onto his shoulder. He looked down at me and smiled. He had only one tooth in his bottom jaw, and it hooked up over his upper lip. “Hello, small person. I eat you.”
“Or…,” I held up a finger, “you could go eat that witch. The old one? Knobby knees? Bad hair day? I hear they’re pretty tasty.” I nodded exaggeratedly, hoping it would help convince him.
Sam started muttering her incantation behind me, and I didn’t want the troll to notice what she was doing, so I moved to my right, drawing his attention with me by doing some moves I’d practiced in front of the mirror after I’d had too many cups of hard cider one night last December. “Ever seen someone do the Electric Slide?” I asked, trying to imagine the tune for the stupid song in my head. All I could hear, though, was the macarena — the one song that entered my brain in 1993 and never left. Oh well. It’s not like he’s going to know the difference. I threw one arm out and then the next, crossing them over as I hummed the tune under my breath.
The troll’s head tilted to the side a little and he frowned, his giant bushy eyebrows joining together in the middle of his forehead. “What you do?”
I smiled. My plan was totally working. As he stared at me, captivated by me busting a move, Sam was whirling up a hell of a demon sword retrieval spell. I could feel the electric current her power was pulling from the ley line beneath us. Just to be safe, I increased the Green protection around my friends. I couldn’t even imagine what would happen if that spell bounced back on us. We’d probably all be stabbed with the sword, one giant fae shish kebab for that troll to munch on at his leisure. Yikes .
“Heyyyy macarena!” Putting my hands on my hips, I swiveled them around wide. “See, Troll? This is the macarena.” I was already sweating. “It’s way better than that Electric Slide dance I told you about.” I continued with my moves, getting more frantic as I sensed his interest waning. “Feel free to join in. It’s better when there’s more people. Or fae or trolls or whatever.” I motioned for my friends to join me, but all of them save Becky just stared at me like I’d lost my mind.
Becky jumped over, though, and started doing her moves, of course trying but failing to show me up. I had to duck out of the way at one point, because damn , her elbows and knees were suddenly everywhere. I thought my groove was bad, but hers made everyone cringe; unfortunately, her Spanish was even worse than her dancing.
“Hey, licky loma, micky moma, ecky babba … hey micky
She nodded, and I communicated the vision of her stepping outside the Green power while she did her thing. Her body immediately lost the green-colored tinge the others of us still had.
Jared touched my hand. “Jayne, there’s a witch in here that will feel her casting.”
“Good. Maybe she’ll show her ugly face so we can slap it a few hundred times.”
“Jayne, you should probably be more cautious,” Scrum said, sounding worried.
“Yeah, I probably should,” I said, turning on him. “But what if my roommate is in that nasty stomach of that troll, and I only have two minutes to get him out before the stomach acid kills him completely? What then? You want to let Tim die?”
He shook his head quickly. “No. Of course not.”
“Jayne,” Tony said, “I know you mean well, but if he’s already eaten…”
“Don’t say it, Tony!” I whipped my head around to glare at him. “Not you. Don’t go there. I never lost hope with you, and I won’t lose it with Tim. This is not negotiable!”
He nodded and said nothing in response. He knew me well enough to know when I was beyond reasoning with, and I was so there right then. So, so there. Felicia took his hand in hers, but nodded too. I knew they were there to back me up, even if I was about to do something that most people would consider stupid.
The troll took another step toward us, lifting his club onto his shoulder. He looked down at me and smiled. He had only one tooth in his bottom jaw, and it hooked up over his upper lip. “Hello, small person. I eat you.”
“Or…,” I held up a finger, “you could go eat that witch. The old one? Knobby knees? Bad hair day? I hear they’re pretty tasty.” I nodded exaggeratedly, hoping it would help convince him.
Sam started muttering her incantation behind me, and I didn’t want the troll to notice what she was doing, so I moved to my right, drawing his attention with me by doing some moves I’d practiced in front of the mirror after I’d had too many cups of hard cider one night last December. “Ever seen someone do the Electric Slide?” I asked, trying to imagine the tune for the stupid song in my head. All I could hear, though, was the macarena — the one song that entered my brain in 1993 and never left. Oh well. It’s not like he’s going to know the difference. I threw one arm out and then the next, crossing them over as I hummed the tune under my breath.
The troll’s head tilted to the side a little and he frowned, his giant bushy eyebrows joining together in the middle of his forehead. “What you do?”
I smiled. My plan was totally working. As he stared at me, captivated by me busting a move, Sam was whirling up a hell of a demon sword retrieval spell. I could feel the electric current her power was pulling from the ley line beneath us. Just to be safe, I increased the Green protection around my friends. I couldn’t even imagine what would happen if that spell bounced back on us. We’d probably all be stabbed with the sword, one giant fae shish kebab for that troll to munch on at his leisure. Yikes .
“Heyyyy macarena!” Putting my hands on my hips, I swiveled them around wide. “See, Troll? This is the macarena.” I was already sweating. “It’s way better than that Electric Slide dance I told you about.” I continued with my moves, getting more frantic as I sensed his interest waning. “Feel free to join in. It’s better when there’s more people. Or fae or trolls or whatever.” I motioned for my friends to join me, but all of them save Becky just stared at me like I’d lost my mind.
Becky jumped over, though, and started doing her moves, of course trying but failing to show me up. I had to duck out of the way at one point, because damn , her elbows and knees were suddenly everywhere. I thought my groove was bad, but hers made everyone cringe; unfortunately, her Spanish was even worse than her dancing.
“Hey, licky loma, micky moma, ecky babba … hey micky
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