Into the Night

Woke

Through a heated debate they came to the conclusion that the mentor wanted. That bringing back the dead was an act better left for those who specialize in it and not for the emotional amateurs. That meant the mermaid not the witch too close to the situation to act on it. With a bag of breakfast burritos in hand they boarded the bus, prepared to get the remaining corpses.

"How many other bodies are we looking to get from here to North Dakota?"

"Murrbe tien?"

Lilian swallowed down the last of the burrito and reattempted her reply.

"Maybe ten"

She fell into the driver's before starting to riffle through a glove compartment.

"Maybe? Do you not know?" Charlotte asked.

Her question hung in air as she sat down in the passenger seat closest to the driver's. That way they could continue their dialogue with eye contact. Not that her teacher seemed to care as she continued her search without a single thought to what her student asked.

"Aha! There you are, you ole little lifesaver you."

In her hands a blue vial rolled precariously for her to see.

"What's that?" Charlotte asked, momentarily distracted by the glowing liquid.

"Think of it as the best sleep medicine there is. It turns a nap into eight hours of sleep. Of course a regular person can't drink it. I tried to start selling it commercially, but I had to get it approved by the FDA. And for some reason during the human trials, they had a strange tendency of permanent insomnia leading to death. They are so fragile. It's sad, really."

"Geez you talk about humans like they're toys."

Lilian downed the luminous liquid in a single gulp.

"When you've outlived all the humans you've ever known, it sort of makes them toys in the grand scheme of things and things and oh-"

The tonic kicked in.

" I love the way this makes me feel. Colors are so pretty."

She pointed a dramatic finger at her student.

"You should get a pixie cut. I demand it. When I wake up I'm going to cut it. You have the sharp features for it. Then if you shack up with a male or female pixie, I don't judge, that would be irony. No, that would be coincidental. People often get stuff confused."

Her head wobbled back and forth, but she continued talking.

"If I have twin daughters I'm going to name them sapphire and ruby. If triplets then sapphire, ruby, and jade. The youngest would be named jade and she'd have self-esteem issues because she's the only one named after a semi-precious stone instead of a gem. Not to mention it could also mean a bad tempered woman. She'd go through a phase where she calls herself Emerald, but I'd be like no stop with that, I named you jade because you're special in a different way. She'd be my favorite because she'd fist fight the boys and become an mixed martial artist before transitioning to a male.

I'd accept him for who he always was before letting him know there's magic to make him physically male as well. He'd refuse because reasons and I'd love his stupid face and his wife Barbara. Even though I know she's a total skank who's not good enough for him. I'll love their adopted children except one because he steals my cigarettes and goes through a phase where he blames his LGBT upbringing for his mental issues.

Hey kid, everyone has mental issues regardless of who has a dong in the relationship. My son put your butt through med-school. Be grateful you prick.