27 November 2006

Story: Middle Part 32

[[Continuity Note: Rock can do magic, and now everyone's friends. Huzzah!]]

That Friday, Damien and Jessica's parents headed to the magical council meeting for the month. Alf and Jessica were not allowed to go, and Aliana went as Rock's spokesperson about his new magical powers, too. As a result, the three left behind stayed at Alf's house having a sleepover. Since Damien had never told his parents about his magical powers, it was assumed that Damien was also sleeping over at the Struthers house. Though Mr and Mrs Struthers didn't approve of not telling the Reids, they also knew that it wasn't their place to tell anyone what to do. Damien would be perfectly safe with the Alduses, even if they didn't know.

Jessica and Rock had never been to sleepovers before. Unless you could count sleeping in someone else's bedroom because that was the best they could do since they all lived together in the same house. As a result, Alf was determined to show them a good non-magical time, even if this was his first sleepover where Damien wasn't present. The three of them had vowed to stay awake until Damien returned, anyway.

So they did the usual things, ordered pizza for lunch and watched b-grade horror movies that they rented from the local video store in their pyjamas while eating microwave popcorn. They were sprawled in front of the television in the Struthers' living room for the most part, over opened sleeping bags and surrounded by a mountain of pillows. Although the sleepover was supposed to be non-magical, Jessica and Rock had both conjured sleeping bags and pillows to bring with them to the party. They talked generally for hours, with Rock always managing to tease Alf, while Jessica frowned at him. Alf didn't mind, though. There was something so similar and familiar about this teasing that Alf realised that perhaps Rock had liked him all along, and neither of them had realised it.

It was past midnight, and to pass the time they were quizzing each other on magical things when Damien came in. He looked tired and extremely put out.

"What's wrong?" Alf asked his friend.

"Nothing," Damien shook his head. He rolled out his sleeping bag that had been sitting in the corner, didn't bother to do anything besides remove his shoes and slid in. "I'm kind of tired, so I'd appreciate it if you guys left me alone."

The three teens who'd been there all night looked at him worriedly, even Rock. That wasn't how you were supposed to look. Damien looked somewhat like what Alf imagined he'd looked like after he'd been reprimanded for trying to pull down the principal's pants. Jessica shuts off the movie they weren't really paying attention too, then the three of them huddled in the corner on the opposite side of the couch to Damien while Alf related what he thought he saw.

Rock laughed, and managed to turn the conversation away from what was bugging Damien. They went to sleep shortly after that, but it didn't stop any of them from casting worried glances at the boy across the room.

[[End scene... even if it is kind of short.]]