Page 49 of Hell and Hexes
“No!” Cassie howled. “No killing.”
“Destroy the compound, then head to Dallas’s—”
“No, just a few houses and maybe a truck or two. Think kinder and gentler T-rex.”
“I turn into Barney and sing about friendship and love, then I smash some houses and a few trucks—”
I laughed at Cassie’s glare. “You’ve got to admit, psycho Barney would completely freak the werewolves out. Probably even more than a T-rex.”
“No, a regular T-rex like in theJurassic Parkmovie, only don’t eat or kill anyone, and don’t do too much property damage,” Cassie told Eshu.
“How do I know when to stop?” he asked, eating another handful of cereal.
“I’ll banish you,” I told him, then laughed at his panicked expression. “Not really banish, silly. I’ll cast a pretend spell telling you to go back to dinosaur island and never come back again.”
“You’re certain I’m not going to actually be sent to dinosaur island?” he asked with a worried frown.
There was no dinosaur island, and I was pretty sure Eshu couldn’t be banished. It had to do with his whole “no rules apply to me, no one limits where I can go” spiel. Still, his concern—and his belief that I actually could perform that sort of spell—was cute.
“I promise.” I held up a hand. “And if I accidently send you to dinosaur island, I swear that I’ll come live with you there.”
“Dressed as Wilma fromThe Flintstones?” He wiggled his eyebrows.
“With a fur outfit and a bone in my hair,” I promised.
“You won’t need to bring a bone, cause I’ve got all the bone you’ll ever need.”
Cassie rolled her eyes. “Okay, enough of that. We’re set, right? Midnight you start with Clinton’s compound, and we’ll meet you at Dallas’s compound to save the day.”
“And I get my offerings when?” he asked.
“As soon as we’re done.” Cassie narrowed her eyes. “I’m not about to give them to you beforehand. Let’s just say they’re a guarantee that you’re not going to screw this up.”
“Don’t worry, eldest sister witch, I will be the best, scariest T-rex ever. Just you remember to have my offerings ready because that’s the deal and I’m not lenient when it comes to mortals who welsh on their deals, even if you are my beloved couch-witch’s sister.”
“I’ll have it ready.” Cassie stood and shooed us out of the kitchen. “Now get going. I’ve got some spells I need to work on for tonight if we’re going to pull this off. Sylvie, I’ll see you around ten?”
I nodded and headed out the door with Eshu. It wasn’t until we got in the car that I realized he still had the box of Cocoa Puffs in his hands.
“Dude. I didn’t think that was part of the deal.” I pointed to the box.
He ate a handful. “Beloved couch-witch, cereal isalwayspart of the deal.”
