Contra-Bandy ch10When I woke up, my head was pounding again, and someone was nuzzling my neck. That was almost as annoying as the headache. I hated cuddling on principal, but it was worse when I knew it was just my drunk roommate. "Get off already. How much did you have last night anyway?"The nuzzling slowly included lips. God. It tickled like hell. Whatever he was dreaming, I didn't want to be part of it. My recent experiences had quite put me off dreams.
Truthfully, I did want mine less than Shawn's, but not by very much.He grumbled something and I really had to hit him then. It didn't move him, and it made him do something that tickled so much I nearly swore out a laugh. There were probably small countries in which I could have him arrested for this kind of behavior. I'd have to get out a map and the internets later and find one of them.More grumbling.
Contra-Bandy ch9Uff da.My head was killing me, and my hands felt as if I'd stuck both of them into a garbage disposal. I moaned into the coarse pillow and tried to smother myself. My whole face felt dry and stretched, as if I had the mother of all sunburns. And the inner curve of my elbows both felt bruised. For a second I was certain that I'd fallen out of bed, then discarded that notion on the basis that I still had a pillow as well as an itchy blanket underneath me. Apparently I'd been too keen on my nap to get under the covers."It's about time you came around."I shot upright, then had to bite back a cry of pain. "Jimmy?!"He was leaning carelessly against a large console, so that I wondered if he'd planned it out. A tentative smile played on his face, but something seemed to be holding it back. "You still don't remember me, do you?"It was actually a complicated question. I remembered him as part
Spin . Revolution 9Chapter Thirty-Three:In Which Travis Is Cautious and Rather Intelligent (and then a little brave and stupid)That morning, Travis awoke to find the cottage oddly empty. Usually he could hear Ayleigh downstairs making breakfast, or hitting the ceiling with a broomstick to make him get out of bed if it was a school day. Maybe now that Damien was back, they were talking in the library, or something more private. Travis made a face. He still wasn't fond of the idea, but he was probably going to have to get used to it.As long as he didn't have to go back to school when this was over.He got dressed, put on a pair of nearly new boots he'd gotten as an early birthday present, and then left his room to check on Orah. She wasn't there. The bed was neatly made, and her haversack was lying at the foot of it, so she hadn't left
Gnawing on his lip, he tromped down the stairs. "Orah?""I'm right here, you don
Spin . Revolution 8Chapter Twenty-Nine:In Which Travis Is Having Trouble AdjustingHe touched his swelling eye and cursed. Boy, was he going to catch it when he finally got home. They'd ganged up on him this time, the ill-begotten snobs. Travis had lost fights before, but they'd always been against much more impressive opponents, not Imner Wendelbie and his stupid little friends. In Travis's defense, he'd always had a sword or two before. He wasn't much with his fists, and for the first time in a long while, he was painfully aware of how skinny and uncoordinated he was.His only consolation was that Ayleigh had stopped crying at night. The walls in their tiny cottage were thin as paper, and for the first handful of nights, he could hear her, quietly letting out all the frustration and resentment. He'd never told her, not even when she asked him why he always looked so tired.Learning his lessons had never been his favori
Spin . Revolution 7Chapter Twenty-Five:In Which Travis Is Much Braver and Even StupiderAs Orah's body folded and shrunk into the form of a distressed toad, Travis felt a long resounding cry tear free of him, yet he made no sound. He snatched his sword off of the ground and advanced on the fairy godmother without a thought as to what an idiotic thing he was doing.A blast of crackling energy caught him in his recently healed shoulder, knocking him back into a tree. Orah croaked in alarm, but he waved her off. He couldn't let anything else happen to her."Change her back!" he shouted, before he'd even gotten back to his feet."Tell me where Damien is!" The fairy godmother raised her wand, the threat of more lightning swimming around.Travis nearly buckled. But then he realized that wherever Damien was, Tag had to be with him. To protect Tag, he had to protect both of them. "I don't even know who he is
Spin . Revolution 6Chapter Twenty-One:In Which Travis is Brave, i.e., StupidSeeing Damien roughing Tag around made Travis want to hit him, but there wasn't time for that now, and it looked as if he had a plan. Travis settled for subtly pulling Orah deeper into the protection of the alley, and was only a little surprised when she didn't step on his foot."What's it? What are you on about?" Tag certainly didn't seem to mind being jerked around like a little girl's doll, unless he was just being too polite to show it."The bag of devouring!" Damien said, nearly squeaking again. "It can eat the edicada, right?"Travis nodded gleefully, almost giddy at the idea of being able to take down such a huge foe so easily. "He's right, Tag, the bag used to try to eat me all the time, the edicada would make it happy for years!"Unfortunately, Tag didn't look so readily convinced. He chewed on his lower lip, looking up at Damien's hopeful face wi
Spin . Revolution 5Chapter Seventeen:In Which Travis Tries to Redeem Himself And Learns SomethingHead buzzing with the events of the previous day, Travis found it difficult to sleep. He was up sooner than the sun, thinking before his eyes were open. Something he had said or done had been stupid or wrong, but he couldn't understand what it was. Orah had said that she knew the King of No Reason, but even if that was true, which he was beginning to doubt, it didn't explain why she'd gotten so upset. The King of No Reason had been a deadly giant with nothing but material wealth surrounding him. His servants weren't even living creatures, but spirits made tangible by some magic or other.Travis sat up and rested his elbows on his knees, his chin in one hand. Women were bewildering forces of nature. It made him wonder how Tag could put up with needing them as much as he did. As far as Travis was concerned, they cou