If you’re coming from Drew Hayes’s site, this is the chapter to start with! The guest post I did there was a combo of the first eight chapters. Hope you enjoy!
The box flew out of Anne’s hands, falling upwards. Jeanine smirked, working her telekinetic magic.
“It’s light,” Jeanine said.
“That narrows things down,” David said, hands on his hips as he watched the box twirl in mid-air. “It’s probably not an anvil.”
Anne shook her head, cracking a smirk. “You always were an asshole, David. When we were kids, I always thought you were the one who was going to get arrested.”
“Being an asshole isn’t illegal,” he said.
“Building death machines, on the other hand,” Anne said, not feeling it necessary to finish the sentiment.
“The gift isn’t delicate, is it?” Jeanine asked.
“No,” Anne said. “Wanna play a game of twenty questions?”
The quips helped her feel more comfortable. They knew she was fucking with them, but that’s the thing about mad scientists. Sometimes, they’re at their most dangerous when they’re just fucking around.
“I’ve got another idea,” Jeanine said. She made a tearing motion with her fingers. Sure enough, the gift box opened up.
Anne held out her hand, so that the penny fell into it.
Jeanine looked confused. “A penny?”
David shook his head. “I’m trying to be nice here. I’m trying to make up for getting you thrown in jail. The least you could do is not play any tricks.”
“Tricks?” Anne shrugged her shoulders. “What tricks?”
“You’re distracting us with the penny — pretending it means something. But you’ve got something that actually matters in one of your pockets.”
“Guilty.” Anne sighed, sticking her hand in her pocket and taking out a small microphone.
Jeanine pointed at it with her finger. Then she balled her hand into a fist. The microphone crumpled.
“Rude,” Anne said.
“Alright,” David said. “Now you can join the party.”
If only he knew about the second microphone she’d brought with her.