When Old Ones Get Drunk: Part Two

Disclaimer: Unfortunately none of these lovely characters belong to me. Merriman, Will, and the other Old Ones belong to Susan Cooper. Traci and Alana belong to themselves (and I'm quite happy about that………j/k.)

~This was written by Traci and Alana of the Wild MagicK, and the plot belongs to them (that way if you don't like it, I don't get blamed!) I merely edited it, and added a bit of an intro. Well, read on and enjoy!

Two girls dressed in all black stealthily creep up to the wooden fence surrounding the Manor. One is carrying a knapsack full of spray paint, and the other a video camera. The girl wearing the knapsack sighs, and turning to her partner in crime asks, "Will you please tell me why we're doing this again?"

The other girl pauses, shrugging. "Another chance to cause some havoc. Just imagine, a house full of Old Ones." She gets a dreamy look on her face. "Almost as much fun as the French Revolution…"

Alana sighs, and waves her hand in front of Traci's face. "Hello, earth to Traci! We'd better get going if we're actually going to do this. One of our greatest achievements, crashing a party of the Light. And remember, no burning anything!"

Traci gets an insulted look on her face, but this is replaced by a smirk at the thought of all the chaos that was about to be caused. They furtively creep up to a window, gently unlocking the latch and climbing through. The Wild MagicK girls peer around the kitchen, and Alana notices some type of punch, but decides not to sample any of it until their work is done and mischief has been caused. Traci, who has been standing in the doorway, turns around with a shocked look on her face. "Alana…I think someone else beat us to it."

Alana looks confused, and walks over to the doorway, cautiously glancing through. What she sees causes her to cackle in glee. "Traci, this is perfect blackmail! Quick, get the camera out and start shooting, before whatever drug they're on wears off!"

Traci, with a broad smile on her face, removes the camera from its case and peers around to make sure no one is watching them. It appears that the only non-high person is Will, who looks too scared to pose a threat. Traci turns her camera on, and the film starts rolling. She mutters "Scene one, take one: When Old Ones Get Drunk."

The camera pans slowly across the room, taking in all the drunken Old Ones doing various strange activities. It pauses for a while on the chair that some Old Ones were using words of power on until it bursts into flames. Muffled laughter is heard in the background, and a voice calls sharply, "Hey Traci!!! Look at THAT!!!!" And then another voice says, "Huh? Oh my -AH HaHaHa!!"

The camera quickly is rotated to a face in the crowd as the camera-holder focuses the video. It turns towards an old man, who is standing on a table facing the camera. The man's white hair is standing all up on end and he has an insane glint in his eyes. A mock-serious/drowsy look suddenly appears on his face and he mutters, "...I'm too sexy...", then starts unbuttoning his dark blue coat and says, increasingly louder, "I'm too sexy for my cloak, too sexy for my cloak, too sexy..." By this time, the camera is shaking so hard with the laughter of the camera-holder that the film is blurry. Then, suddenly, it turns on a young boy, who has an angry look on his face, but also appears to be struggling not to burst out laughing. The boy is walking quickly towards the two girls, and suddenly puts his hand up to the lens and pushes the camera. The film ends...

Traci pushes the Rewind button on her television, and trips over Alana, who is helplessly giggling on the floor. They both look at each other and begin laughing, tears rolling down their faces. They finally stop laughing, but Traci is still snickering, and says with an impish grin, "This is just too good to keep to ourselves. Poor Gummery probably doesn't remember his amazing performance…so we had better be the kind, compassionate immortals that we are and send him a copy…"

On the day before the Last Battle in Silver on the Tree, Merriman gets a strange package containing an even stranger film. A note is enclosed, saying "Remember, we have the other copy. You cannot trace us, you cannot find us. Sincerely, the Wild MagicK."