"Woof Woof Woof. I hear you, doggie! Do you want to play? Come play with me!! " barks Punkin as she continues tending to the plants in the greenhouse while pretending to tend to bees on her mother's vessel. "Can we grow bees on mommy's spooky monkey shit?"
"Where is this spooky monkey poop?" Eve asks as she squats on the center mass, looking down and watching Punkin with curiosity.
Entertained by their conversation, Kala interjects to correct Punkin and Eve, "It isn't a shit. It's a ship, Pupu. You keep saying shit. Shit means poopoo. And Eve, she is referring to the Apiary. She thinks we are saying it is the ape-eerie. I just got tired of correcting her. So she calls the Apiary the spooky monkey."
"Shit means Pupu? I am a shit too?" Punkin squeals at the discovery of a new nickname.
Bursting out with laughter, Eve falls from the center mass and floats just above the deck before making crashing into the deck's hard surface. "Thank you. I appreciate the catch ya'll."
Giggling at Punkin, Kala attempts to correct Punkin again. "You are not shit. Shit means stinky poopoo. Not Pupu."
"I'm not stinky! You are stinky!" snarls Punkin, flashing her sharp teeth at Kala.
"Children stahp. Pupu, Baba Kala and Madame Eve mean to say that shit means poop. Like stinky bathroom poop. This boat is called a ship and not a shit. And spooky monkey is really Apiary," chimes in Kali, interjecting with a smile.
"You say ape-eerie. I say spooky monkey. Toh-may-toh, Poh-tay-toh!" growls Punkin, growing tired of being corrected and laughed at.
Agreeing with Punkin, Kali offers Punkin comfort. "You are right. We sometimes call the same thing different names. And sometimes we say something but mean something else. Sometimes, we say 'c'ya later' when we really mean to say, 'Goodbye, I don't know when we'll see each other again.' Sometimes we say 'goodbye' when we really mean to say, 'I love you and will miss you.'"
Hearing Kali speak her truth, Eve and Kala stare into space reminiscing moments of their pain, loneliness, love, and joy.
Trying to distract herself from her loneliness, Eve looks to Kali and Kala and asks, "You all want to see what she can do? There are three of us, so we can contain and handle anything that may happen. Nothing is more safe than the Valkerie right now. Since La Gateau got us honey, we have much more of the shadow mist to veil and protect us. It will nullify any magic coming in or out, but will amplify what we allow it to with the right seals."
Responding with a coy interest, Kali entertains Eve's idea. "Sure, why not. Didn't you say you were Claira's haggard? We won't be as strong as our coven but I think we can do it. Technically we all were Claira's haggards. Say, what coven are you with anyway?"
"After Claira gifted me her vessel, I waited for her to return so I could join Ursa Domus. But she never returned. I sailed the seas solo until I met two others, a dirt walker and a wind whisperer. Realizing that we did not fit in with any of the covens of old, we formed our own covenant with the forgotten deities masked by shadow and sealed by fate. It wasn't long before we grew my crew from 100 thieving souls to an armada of reavers and marauders of time and life."
Acknowledging and respecting Eve's carefully shared explanation, Kala and Kali both nod, to honor the secrecy of Eve's coven and ownership of her information.
Kala and Kali look at each other and begin to form hand seals, enhancing the barrier around the mist and fortifying their concealment.
Feeling satisfied with Kali and Kala's acknowledgment and willing participation, Eve turns to Punkin and offers her invitation, "Hey munchkin, you want to play a game? We can practice playing hide and seek PLUS catch and release."
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The Adventures of Pupu The Bubble Witch
الخيال (فانتازيا)Pupu is a wide eyed 3 year old witch whom journeys with her father, tasked with slaying demons and guiding lost souls home in a post apocalyptic world full of loss and pain. Oh, let's not forget, her father does not see what others see-- he is kind...
