It's Just Magic

The Mysterious Boyd

The elf spun slowly on his heel, flinching and bracing himself for a shouted argument. The headmaster was stood with his hands on his hips, tweed jacket rippling in the wind.

"Mr Jones," he said, a little calmer. "Come with me."

"I'll talk right here, thanks," Edendir replied. "I don't want you doing anything illegal."

The headmaster bristled. "My name is Mr Monson," he said. "Now you know me, I think it's only fair I get to know you."

"And that's not creepy," Edendir murmured to the amusement of his watching classmates.

"Why did you walk across the pond?" Mr Monson asked. "Apart from to break all the school rules, obviously."

"Is there a rule preventing students from walking over water?" Edendir queried. Mr Monson stayed silent, fuming.

"I'm guessing there isn't," Edendir continued. "So really, you can't tell me off for anything."

"Answering back to a teacher," Mr Monson said quickly. "That-"

"Isn't against school rules, it just described as rude by society," Edendir said smugly. "And you can't really give someone detention for being rude, you can just be a little rude in return."

"I'm a teacher," Mr Monson growled, barely keeping a lid on his temper. "I don't do that. I'm polite."

"So am I, usually," Edendir said with an amiable smile. "I was brought up with manners. I am-" He broke off and fell silent. He was about to say 'I am royalty, after all' but then remembered nobody human knew about that, aside from Dylan and Roxie.

"You're what?" Mr Monson asked with narrowed eyes.

"Um..." Edendir looked across at Dylan and Roxie for help. Dylan pointed to himself and then made a tossing-hair movement.

"I'm fabulous," Edendir said, twigging what the American was trying to mime. "And magical. That's how I walked on water, did you know?"

"No, but that doesn't-"

"Well, sir, I'll be going now," Edendir continued. "I mean, I can't really go and do any lessons now..."

"You can," Mr Monson frowned as Edendir turned to go away. "If you want to get away without punishment then you will come back here, now."

"Catch me if you can," Edendir grinned, wheeling away and darting back across the pond. Since his water elf genes had been unlocked he was able to do anything linked to the transparent liquid, whether it be crafting from it or dancing on it. Both the elf did to irritate the two waiting teachers and delight his classmates.

"I'm singing in the rain," Edendir warbled, splashing fresh water upwards and making it rain down over his head and shoulders. "I'm singing in the rain!"

"What a glorious feeling," Dylan and a few other classmates joined in.

"We're... happy again!" the entire form shouted. Mr Monson and Miss Morris were stood stonily in the middle, glaring around.

"You can't put an entire form in detention, can you, Sir, Miss?" Edendir taunted, spinning around and creating a mini tornado. "Not when it was only started by one person."

"Good point," Miss Morris said. "Detention, Eden."

"Edendir!" three people yelled at once. Those three people were a very irritated Edendir, Roxie and Dylan.

"You two can join him," Mr Monson added. Dylan groaned but Roxie shrugged.

"I can live with that," she said.