Bane Fourteen - Panic

Bane Fourteen - Panic

Bane Fourteen - Panic

Esme! I whispered really, really loud as I barged into the library. Felix was behind me, mostly because I had an iron grip on her hand and had been pulling her along after me ever since we left the restaurant that afternoon.

This was an emergency.

I saw a bushy head of hair pop up behind a stack of books at one desk and beelined over to it. There was only one person that could be, and I desperately needed her right then.

Valeria? she asked as we came closer. She glanced at Felix, then at our hands, then right back to my eyes. Whats going on?

I stopped, then realised that I was out of breath, so I took a moment to gulp down some fresh library air before answering.

Felix and I were on a date, I said.

Esmes mouth opened, then closed. She glanced between us while her hair fritzed itself, and then a whole bunch of emotions played out across her face in seconds. Confusion, anger, fear... something that might have been envy. Thats nice, she said.

Esme must have been hard at work practising with different emotional magics for so many emotions to be near the surface.

I shook my head and set that aside. No, you dont understand.

I dont? she asked.

Mom sent us to Santafaria to get a bunch of things, but its only when I got there that I realized that the things we were getting were all date stuff. Look! I finally let go of Felixs hand--probably for the best, my hand was getting sweaty--then pulled out the letter mom had given me with the list of things to buy. Look at all of these things. Thats for a date.

Esme looked over the list, initially frowning, but she started to nod halfway through. Youre right. These are all romantic things. Did you get all of them?

Of course we did, I said. I wouldnt want mom to know Im onto her.

It was fun! Felix added.

That too. It had been fun to go around and shop with Felix. Though once I figured out the real reason we were there, it painted everything in a new light.

Esme hummed, then lowered the letter. What do we do about this?nove(l)bi(n.)com

I blinked.

You didnt think that far ahead? Esme guessed.

Well, I was a bit busy with the whole realisation. I didnt have time to think. I crossed my arms. Besides, we dont know when this date is planned for.

It cant be too long from now, Esme said. Sempers here right now.

What?! I asked at slightly-louder-than-library-appropriate levels. When did she get here?

Esme glanced at the clock mounted on one wall. Maybe two hours ago? I talked to her a little bit. She, ah, hinted at some things.

What? Of course I wont do nothing. Im a dutiful daughter. If mom and Semper will be dating, then Ill do the best I can to make sure their dates the best ever.

You dont even know when their dates happening, Esme said.

I frowned. She wasnt wrong. Fine! Lets go find out, then! I said. With that, I stomped--quietly--out of the library. My friends jogged after me, keeping up as I left the room. If Semper was in the castle, then shed probably be upstairs and in the guest wing she usually used. Unless she was with mom already.

If she was, then Id just make up a story. Maybe tell mom that I got everything she asked for and that I was home and that she didnt need to send dragons out to fetch me.

We got lucky. Semper was walking along one of the big corridors upstairs, not too far from the wing I thought she might be in. There were a few bags hovering in the air behind her, held in place atop disks of dark magic.

Aunt Semper! I called out.

Semper paused, hands folding before her regally before a small smile broke out on her lips. She was always a little less stiff than mom when it came to expressing herself. Maybe thats part of what made mom like her? I dont know if I liked my friends because they were different from me. I just liked them because... well, I hadnt thought about it much. Hello, Valeria. Ah, and Esme and Felix too, I see.

I nodded. Yeah, I had a question for you, but, ah, I guess it would be rude to skip straight to that?

Im a librarian. It would be remiss of me to discourage people from asking questions.

I nodded, then nodded some more while I tried to think of what to ask, exactly. I didnt want to just come out and say it, that was way too crass, and mom would give me a look if I was too improper.

Its a question about, ah, dating, I said.

Dating? Semper repeated. Interesting. A subject that Id been researching myself, lately.

Oh, I said. I focused on my emotion to make sure my cheeks didnt warm any. Well, yes. I was wondering if you knew, uh, what makes a good one. A date, I mean. I looked back to my friends for support. Mostly Esme. I dont think Felix would care much for dates, unless it was the edible sort. Esme gave me a subtle thumbs-up.

What makes a good date? Semper repeated. Well, I suppose the results are the most important thing. As long as the experience was enjoyable for everyone, then the date was a success.

Oh, I said. That was a bit more vague than I had hoped for. Have you been on a lot of dates? I asked.

Thats... ah, a little private, I'm afraid, she said. That was a no.

Then I had a flash. A brilliant plan that hit my like one of Esmes bolts.

Would you show us one? I asked.

Pardon?

Me and... uh, Esme? Yeah. Could you show us what a good date looks like. For science. Maybe with mom.

Like... a double date? Semper asked. Her eyes were twinkling. It was a bit scary, actually. How much magic was she holding back for that effect to exist.

Sure, I said, a bit nervous. Maybe this wasnt a genius plan. You go with mom, and Ill go with Esme. I grinned. Itll be fun, right?

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