Subject: Here we are: the sequel...
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Posted on: 2019-02-06 15:02:00 UTC


Approximately eight hours later, Tiger was snoring silently. Admittedly that was only because he’d cast a snoring spell on himself and the girls were too fed up with listening to it so had silenced him.

His mission wasn’t really going that well: he was securely trapped in a cage made out of magically reinforced chairs and had so far heard nothing of use to him.

Out of one half-closed eye, he spotted Sarah, the girls’ leader, heading in his direction and internally groaned.

“Wake up!” she said, poking him.

Tiger jerked upright but said nothing as he had been silenced. Right, he told himself, you have no idea what’s happened for the last nine hours and you have a massive hangover.

“So,” asked Sarah, “why were you stupid enough to get drunk?”

Tiger said nothing.

“Oh. Right. Silencing spell.” She muttered something. “That should do it. Now answer my question.”

Tiger found he was able to talk. “Drunk?” he asked. “I only remember having one glass…” He clutched his forehead, imagining a pounding headache.

“Why did you drink anything when you know that it is against your own father’s rules?”

“Well, I figured it couldn’t do any harm, just one glass… everyone was having some.”

“Whose idea was it to drink in the first place?”

“Martin’s. He found a bottle somewhere and proposed a celebration of our impending victory.”

Sarah looked at Tiger as if he had gone mad. “No way,” she said. “Even Martin wouldn’t be that stupid… unless…”

Tiger could tell that she had worked it out. He wasn’t altogether surprised. “Unless what?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“Unless… you were pretending to be drunk… so you could spy…”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. That would be the worst plan I’ve ever heard.”

“I know Martin,” Sarah said. “I dated him last year. He is just the sort to make a plan like that.”

Tiger sighed. “Okay. Fine. I admit it. I’m a spy. Now what?”

Sarah hesitated.

“I have an idea,” said Tiger suddenly. “How about I spy for you?”

Sarah blinked. “You… want to switch sides.”

“Yeah. I’ve had enough of working for an idiot. What would you like Martin to think your plans are?”

“Hang on… how do I know you’re not just faking it to escape?”

That was a good point. “You don’t,” he said, knowing that there was nothing that he could do to persuade her that he was going to stick with his new side. He wasn’t even sure of it himself. It would be very satisfying to beat Martin, but on the other hand he also really wanted to beat his sister.

“True enough, I guess…” Sarah was clearly thinking about this quite hard. “I’ll need to talk about this with the others. I’ll be back in a minute.”

She walked away from Tiger, who returned to his slump. Even though he didn’t actually have a hangover, the dizziness spells were taking longer to wear off than he’d expected.

To be continued...

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