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my car!” he complained, tossing her door
open. “Get in, now. This isn’t your problem.”
She
gave him a sour expression.
“Why
don’t you let us give you a ride back? I don’t want you walking along the
highway in the dark. It’s dangerous.”
“Why
do you even care?” Rome mumbled.
Aria
took a deep breath, reaching out to touch his wrist. “Because someone has to,
and obviously it’s not going to be you.”
“This
is all very touching,” Dallas shouted, “but I’d like to get back sometime this
century. Some of us have lives. Will you please get in the car? I’ll give him a
ride if that’s what it takes. Just hurry it up.”
Rome
pulled at the strap of his bag, eyeing Dallas and his car with disdain. He was
seriously considering declining the offer. He’d almost rather walk than accept
help from him. He had another option, but that came with its own set of
challenges.
“Come
on,” she said. “It’s late. You can always leave tomorrow if you really want,
but you should probably stay for the night; at least until you can get
everything all sorted out.”
“Or,
you could fix my car with your…” He waved his hand vaguely in the air, giving
her a hopeful expression.
Aria
laughed quietly.
“I’m not sure if I can. Not without knowing what’s wrong. Honestly, I don’t
even know what I did to make Dallas’s car stop.”
“What?”
Dallas snapped, slipping out the window to sit on the edge of the door. “Wait,
so you’re saying that you just threw out a bit of magic on the fly, not even
knowing what you were doing? Tell me that’s not what you’re saying.”
She
gave him a guilty smile.
“Well,
I think it’s either my heater core or my radiator,” Rome said. Aria looked at
him blankly, blinking like he’d started speaking Cantonese. “Right,” he
laughed. He wasn’t sure why he’d expected her to know what either of those was.
While
they’d been busy deciding if Dallas was, in fact, going to risk his pristine
upholstery on hauling Rome back to school, another motorist came racing up on
him from behind, nearly clipping his car. They came so close he felt air
blasting against his back, blowing his shirt wildly around as his heart did a
little tap-dance in his chest.
“H-Holy
shit,” he gasped.
He
slipped into his car, pulling over to the side of the road.
“I
bet that woke him up,” Rome remarked.
“Are
you okay?” Aria asked.
“I’m
fine.” Dallas stepped out of the car, trying to keep his legs from wobbling.
“But I’d be better if everyone would make up their minds about what we’re
doing.”
“Alright,”
she said. “We’re giving him a ride back.”
“What
about my car?”
“We
can take it with us.”
“Uh,”
Rome laughed, “there’s no way a BMW can tow this thing.”
“It
doesn’t have to.”
He
narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously.
“Fine,
great,” Dallas said. “Let’s get out of here.” He turned to Rome’s car,
channeling his magic carefully towards the vehicle.
“What
the fuck are you doing? Stop!” Rome said frantically. It was pointless. His car
had already been reduced to the size of a toy. It might as well have been a Hot
Wheel. He was staring at it slack-jawed, whimpering quietly and trying to
convince himself not to kill Dallas.
Aria
walked over to the space where Rome’s car had sat, picking up the tiny
automobile and turning to hand it to him. He was moving his mouth wordlessly
and trying to peek in through the small windows.
“You
forgot to turn your headlights off.”
“Thanks,”
Rome replied. “What am I supposed to do with this?”
“Relax,”
she smiled. “We’ll fix it.” Rome seemed neither convinced by nor happy with her
explanation. She grabbed his arm and directed him over to the BMW, opening the
back door and pushing him inside. She clambered in after him as Dallas slid
into the front seat.
“You
don’t actually think you’re riding back there with him, do you?”
“You
know what,
open. “Get in, now. This isn’t your problem.”
She
gave him a sour expression.
“Why
don’t you let us give you a ride back? I don’t want you walking along the
highway in the dark. It’s dangerous.”
“Why
do you even care?” Rome mumbled.
Aria
took a deep breath, reaching out to touch his wrist. “Because someone has to,
and obviously it’s not going to be you.”
“This
is all very touching,” Dallas shouted, “but I’d like to get back sometime this
century. Some of us have lives. Will you please get in the car? I’ll give him a
ride if that’s what it takes. Just hurry it up.”
Rome
pulled at the strap of his bag, eyeing Dallas and his car with disdain. He was
seriously considering declining the offer. He’d almost rather walk than accept
help from him. He had another option, but that came with its own set of
challenges.
“Come
on,” she said. “It’s late. You can always leave tomorrow if you really want,
but you should probably stay for the night; at least until you can get
everything all sorted out.”
“Or,
you could fix my car with your…” He waved his hand vaguely in the air, giving
her a hopeful expression.
Aria
laughed quietly.
“I’m not sure if I can. Not without knowing what’s wrong. Honestly, I don’t
even know what I did to make Dallas’s car stop.”
“What?”
Dallas snapped, slipping out the window to sit on the edge of the door. “Wait,
so you’re saying that you just threw out a bit of magic on the fly, not even
knowing what you were doing? Tell me that’s not what you’re saying.”
She
gave him a guilty smile.
“Well,
I think it’s either my heater core or my radiator,” Rome said. Aria looked at
him blankly, blinking like he’d started speaking Cantonese. “Right,” he
laughed. He wasn’t sure why he’d expected her to know what either of those was.
While
they’d been busy deciding if Dallas was, in fact, going to risk his pristine
upholstery on hauling Rome back to school, another motorist came racing up on
him from behind, nearly clipping his car. They came so close he felt air
blasting against his back, blowing his shirt wildly around as his heart did a
little tap-dance in his chest.
“H-Holy
shit,” he gasped.
He
slipped into his car, pulling over to the side of the road.
“I
bet that woke him up,” Rome remarked.
“Are
you okay?” Aria asked.
“I’m
fine.” Dallas stepped out of the car, trying to keep his legs from wobbling.
“But I’d be better if everyone would make up their minds about what we’re
doing.”
“Alright,”
she said. “We’re giving him a ride back.”
“What
about my car?”
“We
can take it with us.”
“Uh,”
Rome laughed, “there’s no way a BMW can tow this thing.”
“It
doesn’t have to.”
He
narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously.
“Fine,
great,” Dallas said. “Let’s get out of here.” He turned to Rome’s car,
channeling his magic carefully towards the vehicle.
“What
the fuck are you doing? Stop!” Rome said frantically. It was pointless. His car
had already been reduced to the size of a toy. It might as well have been a Hot
Wheel. He was staring at it slack-jawed, whimpering quietly and trying to
convince himself not to kill Dallas.
Aria
walked over to the space where Rome’s car had sat, picking up the tiny
automobile and turning to hand it to him. He was moving his mouth wordlessly
and trying to peek in through the small windows.
“You
forgot to turn your headlights off.”
“Thanks,”
Rome replied. “What am I supposed to do with this?”
“Relax,”
she smiled. “We’ll fix it.” Rome seemed neither convinced by nor happy with her
explanation. She grabbed his arm and directed him over to the BMW, opening the
back door and pushing him inside. She clambered in after him as Dallas slid
into the front seat.
“You
don’t actually think you’re riding back there with him, do you?”
“You
know what,
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