 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Just look at her sister having jokes over there. Well, it was funny and clearly Nads took after dad Adi in terms of being humorous. Dy simply made a comical face in return then shot Nads a grin. They would continue this later as there were pressing matters to iron out. “I think I would like that, Mister! Thanks a bunch!’’ The offer to hang around a bit more would definitely be taken up, if Papa Benny didn’t mind, that was.
“I blame the Nargles,’’ the older twin piped up, still somewhat shaken up by her experience. “I blame them enough for both you and I, Nads.” Even if nothing untoward had happened with her sister and that wand. Was the nice shopkeeper… mad? Surely he wasn’t? Dy figured that there were much worse calamities that went on in here. Still, when Mister Shopkeeper opened the first eye, he would see her squinting apprehensively at him.
By the time he had the second open and was offering her another wand, Dy felt one hundred percent better. Relaxing, the next wand was taken. Immediately, the differences between this and the first were noticed. Firstly, the handle felt familiar, as though she were holding the hand of a close friend. Secondly, the wand put her to ease and seemed to boost her confidence. When it was waved, yellowish/gold bubbles erupted. “I like this one!’’ Her gaze was fastened on the bubbles which were lazily floating towards Mr. Shopkeep’s face. |