Mena surveyed her foes about to launch a barrage of spells at them. Last time, they had gotten a serious magical butt whupping because even though she was the chosen one, one Rainborn and one Groundborn were no match for two Lunaborns and the daughter of Grim Harvestar herself.

  Fortunately, they had allies now. Even if they were as much of oddball misfits as her and Trudy were.

  Spells danced on the tips of the bourgelves' fingers and Janus clutched her heart shaped scythe ready to cast them into oblivion, but Mena boldly stepped forward and offered a bold index finger in their direction. "I wouldn't if I were you!"

  Laetitia raised a curved eyebrow. "Why?"

  "Because we have Razzel Dazzle!" Mena said pointing to her new friend.

  Both elves twirled their noses in the air. Janus would if she had a nose.

  "Ick, what kind of freaky witch girl eez zat?!" Marie exclaimed.

  Razzel turned bright pink and stamped her feet angrily. "I am not a freaky witch girl, you bunch of dagger eared snail eaters! I am a magician! You know hocus pocus, Alakazam and pretending to cut your body in half? I don't do this 'hee hee my pretties' business!"

  Marie and Laetitia looked at each other and laughed out loud with their hands to their mouths. "A magician ? That's rich. Like us! Oh ho ho!"

  Laetitia snarled at both of them. "Are you going to make like a magician and disappear?!"

  A confident smirk appeared on Razzel's face. She took her magical pointed hat, bedecked with so many cosmic stars which began to swirl intensely. "We won't, but you will! Presto-disappearo! Send them to the cafeteria!"

  Suddenly, her hat grew to the size of half the auditorium. A vortex began to suck their adversaries into the hat. The bourgelves held onto each other for dear life as they cried out for their rich mommy as Janus giggled with her eyes giving a sinister hollow look. "You won this one, Mena and your replacement friend. But death will always find you in the end!"

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  Mena shivered upon hearing those words. It seemed Janus was still angered by Mena defriending her, and even despite all that happened with Prince Tal, she still hasn't fully learned her lesson.

  As Razzel's hat returned to normal size, and landed on her head, she chuckled. "Take that you witches with a capital B. Think next time before calling me a freaky witch girl."

  Mena and Trudy both cheered and hugged their new friend, who at first was taken aback by being hugged by witchy girls, but smiled. "You know," she said, hugging them back. "I didn't really have any friends in this school either. Most of the girls don't like the ameteur magician subculture, they prefer witches…which is typical."

  "At first," Mena exclaimed, "I didn't like it either, but magician powers really make me go: 'Wowie Zowie!'"

  "Me too," Raz said, giggling. "Me too."

  "So," Mena said, flashing a grin. "How about we invite you back to our pad!"

  Razzel's eyes sparkled like the patterns on her hat. "Really? I've never been to someone else's room before! That'd be absolutely hunky dory!"

  "Hunky dory?!" Trudy said, nearly throttling Razzel with a hug. "You never told us you had a catchphrase like Mena!"

  Razzel put her hand behind her frizzy head of hair. "Can you guys tell me where your magical patent pending is? I need to get it copyrighted."

  Everyone burst into a round of silly giggles until Mena answered: "My auntie said I've got a distant relative somewhere along the royal road. She works in law, maybe she can help you."

  "You guys are the best," Razzel grinned. "And the best 4th wall breakers too."

  The trio turned to Straw-woman who just stood there in a daze. "Uhm," Mena muttered. "Straw-Woman? Did you hear us. We're going back to our pad!"

  Straw-Woman frozen face immediately snapped to attention. "Whuh?! What did you say? What's going on!"

  Mena shook her head and frowned. "Did you see any of that Straw-Woman? Our new friend Razzel Dazzle beat the pants off the terrible trio and we had our first magician-witches bonding session!"

  Straw-Woman held her hay filled hands to her face. Her button eyes went wide in horror. "No…I didn't see any of that. Am I really turning into a vegetable! I don't want to be a veggie-table!!!"

  "Yeah," Razzel remarked wryly. "Then we'll have to guard you!"

  Straw-Woman nearly fainted at the horrid thought. Mena was beginning to feel sorry for her first friend. Selfish as she was, they'd have to do something to prevent Straw-Woman's further loss of brains.