The Traveling Wizard

“Woah!” Nod almost grabbed his sword back out.  ”Morgan!  What the heck, man?!  Don’t do that!”

Morgan grinned. “Just a little test.” She slung an arm over his shoulders. “You failed, by the way. Didn’t hear me coming at all. That’s not good. Could get you seriously hurt some day. You on break now? I’m bored.”

“I don’t think anyone else here is a wizard!” Nod said.  ”And yeah…but what do you have in mind? Cause that last time you were ‘bored’ I was nearly eaten!”

“Woah!” Nod almost grabbed his sword back out.  ”Morgan!  What the heck, man?!  Don’t do that!”

Morgan grinned. "Just a little test." She slung an arm over his shoulders. "You failed, by the way. Didn't hear me coming at all. That's not good. Could get you seriously hurt some day. You on break now? I'm bored."

“Oh, so now there’s a Boris involved too?” M.K said angrily. “How many bets did you take!? WHY did you take a bet!? Ugh!” she growled, pulling at her hair.

“No!” Nod put his…

“Oh, so now there’s a Boris involved too?” M.K said angrily.  “How many bets did you take!? WHY did you take a bet!? Ugh!” she growled, pulling at her hair. 

“No!” Nod put his hands on her arms, trying to calm her down.  ”Calm down!  I swear, I thought I was gonna win, then they cheated.  I’ve been working it off!  This was supposed to be my last gig before Bufo cleared me.”

“Last gig?” Morgan repeated. “So you’ve been doing stuff like this for a while? Oh, wait, wrong thing to say.” She looked at Nod apologetically. “Wow, I’m not helping at all, am I?”

M.K crossed her arms, tapping her foot as she looked at Nod. “You are aware your best friend is the Queen, right? We could have had this taken care of ages ago! Ugh, you’re so dense sometimes!” She pushed his forehead, scowling. “Ask for help next- No, there better not be a next time.”

“Oh come on!  I can’t just ask you for help whenever I get in trouble!” Nod exclaimed.  ”I have taken care of stuff like this before!”

Morgan patted Nod on the shoulder. "Kid, I think telling her about how often you're menaced by bookies and hired thugs is just gonna dig you a deeper hole."

“Still owe him a- WHY DO YOU OWE A BOOKIE MONEY!?” M.K shrieked, banging on his back with her fists. “I am this close to throwing you back in that arena with Bufo and the chipmunk, you fucking idiot!”

“Jeez, MK!” Nod turned around and tried to block her flying fists of fury.  ”I lost a bet a while ago!  That’s all!” Man, he had only rarely seen her this mad.  And it was never a good thing if her anger was directed at him.

“In his defense,” Morgan interjected, “people like that can play the system pretty well. They fudge the odds so, you make one bad bet, you’re up to your ears in debt and guys with names like Boris.”

“Oh, so now there’s a Boris involved too?” M.K said angrilly. “How many bets did you take!? WHY did you take a bet!? Ugh!” she growled, pulling at her hair. 

“No!” Nod put his hands on her arms, trying to calm her down.  ”Calm down!  I swear, I thought I was gonna win, then they cheated.  I’ve been working it off!  This was supposed to be my last gig before Bufo cleared me.”

"Last gig?" Morgan repeated. "So you've been doing stuff like this for a while? Oh, wait, wrong thing to say." She looked at Nod apologetically. "Wow, I'm not helping at all, am I?"

“Ow!” Nod said, rubbing the back of his head.  ”I’m sorry, alright?  I wasn’t working with him, exactly.”  he shrugged.  ”He just thought I couldn’t handle a chipmunk and kept bugging me about it!  I had to do something!  Plus, I uh-” he averted his eyes and mumbled, “I may or may not still owe him a little.”

Morgan’s shoulders were shaking with silent laughter as she watched the show play out in front of her. Oh yes, she was definitely going to enjoy her stay here.

“Still owe him a- WHY DO YOU OWE A BOOKIE MONEY!?” M.K shrieked, banging on his back with her fists. “I am this close to throwing you back in that arena with Bufo and the chipmunk, you fucking idiot!”

“Jeez, MK!” Nod turned around and tried to block her flying fists of fury.  ”I lost a bet a while ago!  That’s all!” Man, he had only rarely seen her this mad.  And it was never a good thing if her anger was directed at him.

"In his defense," Morgan interjected, "people like that can play the system pretty well. They fudge the odds so, you make one bad bet, you're up to your ears in debt and guys with names like Boris."

“Ow!” Nod said, rubbing the back of his head.  ”I’m sorry, alright?  I wasn’t working with him, exactly.”  he shrugged.  ”He just thought I couldn’t handle a chipmunk and kept bugging me about it!  I had to do something!  Plus, I uh-” he averted his eyes and mumbled, “I may or may not still owe him a little.”

Morgan's shoulders were shaking with silent laughter as she watched the show play out in front of her. Oh yes, she was definitely going to enjoy her stay here.

Nod grinned.  ”That…is awesome.” he said.  ”Can I bring you to all my races?”

Nod chuckled sheepishly, brushing off the front of his clothes.  He turned to Morgan.  ”Always a pleasure, Morgan.” he smiled. “How’d you know I was down here?” He asked MK. 

Morgan coughed awkwardly. “Not to interrupt the moment or anything, but there’s a few particularly angry-looking gentlemen making their way over here. Should we be having this conversation on the move?”

Nod grinned.  ”That…is awesome.” he said.  ”Can I bring you to all my races?”

Nod chuckled sheepishly, brushing off the front of his clothes.  He turned to Morgan.  ”Always a pleasure, Morgan.” he smiled. “How’d you know I was down here?” He asked MK. 

Morgan coughed awkwardly. "Not to interrupt the moment or anything, but there's a few particularly angry-looking gentlemen making their way over here. Should we be having this conversation on the move?"

“I think that’s my cue,” Morgan said, flicking her wrist so that a bright light flashed in front of the chipmunk’s eyes, temporarily blinding the creature. “Move it, Deathwish, your lady friend’s getting nervous!”

M.K rolled her eyes at Morgan’s quip, throwing the vine that was wrapped around her arm down to Nod. It wrapped around his forearm tightly, and M.K started to curl it back around her arm, the vine and her magic doing most of the work to pull Nod up. “You’re an idiot, you know that right?” she yelled down at Nod.

"Pipe down, I'm sure there'll be another moron in line to get mauled shortly," Morgan shouted as the crowd picked up in volume. To Nod, she added, "I really hope this isn't a regular thing with you, kid."

M.K gave her a weird look, finally landing on the ground and heading towards the sound of cheering and squeaking. “Remind me to never come to one of your parties,” she teased, smirking.

“Hey, in my defense, it was not my fault,” Morgan said, holding up her hands and smiling. “I just have really weird friends. Speaking of which, let’s go find yours.”

"I think that's my cue," Morgan said, flicking her wrist so that a bright light flashed in front of the chipmunk's eyes, temporarily blinding the creature. "Move it, Deathwish, your lady friend's getting nervous!"

“Illegal activities, a bunch of idiots, and giant man-eating chipmunks,” she said, making fang motions in front of her mouth. “I think my friend got drunk and somehow ended up signing himself up to wrestle one of the said man-eating beasties.”

“Sounds like my last birthday party,” Morgan commented, grinning. “Except, you know, less chipmunks. Although there was definitely a man-eating something. I don’t think we ever figured out what it was.”

M.K gave her a weird look, finally landing on the ground and heading towards the sound of cheering and squeaking. “Remind me to never come to one of your parties,” she teased, smirking.

"Hey, in my defense, it was not my fault," Morgan said, holding up her hands and smiling. "I just have really weird friends. Speaking of which, let's go find yours."