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18 on April 23rd :3
"Okay, here’s the deal," Brooke said. "Firstly, don’t touch shit. I don’t trust your type of people. Secondly, vampire bitch-“
Brooke waved her hand. “Whatever, you go sit down and don’t even think about touching me or the Little Mermaid over here, got it?”
"I am actually a Sea Demon called-"
"Don’t care. Thirdly, you ‘Sea Demon’ you stand there and be as still as possible. It may burn or feel cold when it hits you but you can’t really move, okay?"
"Burning and cold are oxymorons, Bitchy Witchy,"
"Watch your tone or I’ll just kick your ass out,"
Jasper threw up two hands before crossing the room and plopping into the couch.
"Well that’s absurd," Jasper snapped. "I’m such a wonderful person I have no idea who would talk shit about me!"
Brooke nodded slowly. “Helena send her regards,” She sighed. She glanced down at her nails. “Something about a new trick?”
"I don’t want trouble," Jasper said, her eyes narrowing. "I need a few favors and I heard the Islands are full of witches."
"I suppose," Brooke said. "What can I do for you-" She looked mildly disgusted as she gave Detrimous the once over. "Ladies?"
"She my lovely blue friend here, wave ‘hi’ Detrimous," Jasper paused as the blue demon gave an awkward wave. "She needs a disguse. She can’t be wandering around here when she blends into the ocean."
Brooke hummed. “That can be arranged,” She said, chin raised. She cocked and eyebrow. “And for you?”
Jasper grinned. “Clearly Helena told you about our time together,” Replied Jasper. “I need you to fix me.”
"Tough luck, bitch," Brooke said matter-of-factly.
"I can’t undo a spell by another witch; it’s a witch rule,"
"Can we start on the demon’s spell? I have places to be…"
"Jasper this not a good idea! What if the witch sense us and tries to kill us?" Detrimous sputtered. "Oh good god save us please!"
"Oh calm down," Jasper said, drawing another puff of smoke. "Witches don’t have anywhere near the power we have. I’d sense her before she sensed us."
"Would you?" A voice said from around the corner.
Jasper smiled and tapped the ashes of her cigarette onto the carpet. “Well howdy,” She said, teeth poking out from between her lips. “You must be the lovely Brooklyn. Mirabelle Jasper, it’s a pleasure.”
Cigarette smoke blew across the room. The witch scowled.
"Jasper, I’ve heard about you," She said. "Don’t like what I’ve heard."
"Is this really a good idea?"
"Yes?" Jasper said, flipping a braid over her shoulder. She brought the cigarette up to her face and took a long puff. "Why wouldn’t it be?"
"We are unannounced," Detrimous squeaked. "That is not accepted in the human community."
"Witches are not human," Jasper insisted. "Their manners are probably different so this is okay."
Detrimous bit her lip as she followed the blonde-haired vampire around the back of the castle.