Chuma’s perspective:
Ah, the morning. A time I think should have never been made by the gods. It’s always the Morning that annoying things happen; falling out of bed, spilling coffee on some you’d rather remain coffee-less, and forgetting something important back home. So, of course, I have to wake up and remember “You have to get off the sofa and ask the living statue why there is an egg with another partially finished living statue in it as well as find out what in the abyss is going on.” because morning can never be “wake up, eat, dress, be content.”
I sit up from the sofa and wonder what happened to all the pillows only to turn to my bedroom door and see Viola sleeping…on all the pillows.
Chuma:*sigh* ”Today is going to be a long day”
I groggily carry myself to the crazy mage’s bathroom and speak the magic words Elimu told me to say
Chuma:” O shiny shiny, I have become grimy grimy. So please, with this rhymee rhymee, make me clean!”
The room was then filled with millions of blinding sparks as the floor started to suck off every bit of dirt and detritus `off me.
You’d think after a month of living here I’d get over that stupid command praise but I still can’t get over the fact it doesn’t end with a rhyme. Yeah, it’s embarrassing but the fact it doesn’t stick with its gimmick is somehow more annoying than the stupidity of the gimmick.
I soon step out of the bath only to see the day worsen.
Viola:” Grimy grimy?”
Viola… heard me.
Viola’s perspective:
Shiny shiny? Grimy grimy? Rhymee rhymee?!?
I know we got sent to a world of magic and stuff but COME ON! Who would come up with such a stupid spell? And it doesn’t even end with a rhyme!
Viola:” Grimy grimy?”
I’m doing my best to hold in a laugh but god that spell.
Chuma:” Sh-Shut up!”
Oh, his face! It’s priceless!
I have to hide my smile but I got to just-
Viola:” What is baby waby embawessed that someone heard his widile spwell?”
Chuma:”Look I didn’t come up with that stupid command nor am I the one who made the spell! Blame it on the crazy landlord”
Viola:”...aren’t you the landlord?”
Chuma:”Temporary landlord, but what would that have to do with the spell?”
Viola:” Can’t you just change it? Like use your magic on it or something”
Chuma:” No. What are you talking about, no! Do you think if I had enough curses or a curse strong enough to rewrite another’s spell I would be sane enough to run a building?”
I just stare at him, confused.
What does magic have to do with sanity? And curses? What does he mean by curses?
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Huh?
Chuma: ‘Why do I get the feeling this is going to come up later in our talk“
Because you just used your hidden skill on me ya dingus.
Chuma walked to the kitchen area and started getting out vegetables and a cube of cheese
Chuma: ‘Well just go take a bath while I make us some breakfast“
My face pales as a horrifying realisation hits me
Viola:” Please tell me there’s some sort of tub or shower in there?”
Chuma looks back at me, a devilish grin plastered on his face “Oh, why would we need something as archaic as that when we have such a wonderful spell?”
Viola:” No. No way am I going to embarrass myself like that what if-”
Chuma:” Unless you would like to try bathing in a toilet I recommend you prep your singing voice little miss bwaby.”
I shot him a glare and then march to the damned magic bathroom but as I reach the door Chuma stops me
Chuma:” Another thing; you'll likely need to speak nice and loud so it can detect that you're a new user.”
Through clenched teeth, I warn “You better not be lying.”
You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version.
Chuma:” Think of it this way. either I’m lying and you only had to say it once OR I’m not, and you have to say it twice.”
Son of a- well it could be worse, at least Kabiliti is asleep.
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Oh man that was the best sleep I’ve had in both my lives. Hey Viola, did I miss anything”
I hate mornings.
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After I had the worst and shortest “”” bath””” I’ve had in my or Kabiliti’s life was over. I came out to find 3 plates of food waiting on the kitchen island and a noticeable mess left on the kitchen counter that was attached to the stove. On each plate were 2 freshly made chapatis with creamy white rice-like granules spread on top. They smelled like cheese but I’ve never seen cheese like that. Next to the chapatis were what looked like pan-fried zucchini slices and scrambled eggs. From the mess, it was clear to see that he somehow cooked all the meals at once.
Chuma:” So, should we wait for your egg-sister or can she eat in that state”
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Kabiliti, telepathically:” That's concerning ”
Viola:” Jesus again?”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Wait, this happened before?”
Viola, telepathically:” Don’t worry, I know what it is and it’s harmless”
Chuma:” Who?”
Viola:” Umm, Old friend- don’t worry about it.”
Chuma:” Ok?”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Smooth, Sis ”
Despite the sass, that small reminder that we are sisters made me smile.
Chuma:” So your sister…she eating with us or…”
Viola:” Oh, yeah. Your question. The answer is sadly no.”
Chuma:” Ok” he grabbed one of his chapatis, put 2 zucchini slices onto it and took a bite, mouth still full he continued ”Mmmh so…why ish she in the egg-th?”
Viola, telepathically:” I think we should tell him ”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Honestly, I agree. We do need to learn more and he clearly expects this to be a two-way trade. Just don’t tell him the god stuff”
Viola, telepathically:” Got it ”
Viola:” Me and my sister are a new race of people ”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT OF ALL THINGS!”
”Oh, wow! Your firstborn!” Chuma exclaimed in a more impressed than surprised tone
Kabiliti, telepathically and Viola vocally:” Firstborn?”
Chuma:” Firstborn. The progenitors to an entirely new race, by your nature you're extremely rare and inherently valuable. Gods usually produce one or more of you every millennium, most of the time it’s in large groups. And it usually starts some form of war depending on which god created them.”
Viola:” You see too calm for what you're saying”
Chuma:” You see, that's because of 2 things. number 1 The last time firstborns appeared was 50 years ago, 3 races, all hostile, but they destroyed each other after they discovered each other. Number 2 I’m kind of that level of overwhelmed where you loop back down to being underwhelmed ”
Viola:” You're underwhelmed?”
Chuma:” Oh, very.”
Viola:” Any other questions”
Chuma:” Yes, but I would first like to point out that you are in one of the few nations that won’t instantly kill or enslave you so please don’t start a war for your god”
Viola:” Oh don’t worry we don’t have a-”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Wait! Steve!”
Viola:” Oh yeah Steve”
Chuma:” Steve?”
Viola:” Yes. Steve. God of…”
Viola, telepathically:” What should we say he does?”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” I don’t know? Copyright enforcement?”
Viola, telepathically:” Why copyright enforcement?”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Look I thought about Japan and got reminded about that guy who got sued for making Romhacks”
Viola, telepathically:” Fine, while it’s not creative it will still funnily annoy Steve”
Viola:” God of Copyright Enforcement”
Chuma: “Copyright enforcement. Is that something violent?”
Viola:” shouldn’t be”
Chuma: “So they’re a peaceful god?”
Viola:” Ummm, No?”
Thank god I forgot what he is really the god of! Now even if he uses his skill unconsciously I technically won’t be-
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Wasn’t he a Japanese god of bows or something?”
Viola, telepathically:” Why. Would. You. Remind me? ”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” What?”
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Viola, telepathically:” That skill he's been unconsciously using allows him to read the intent of what I say.”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Oh! Oh no. So if he pushes further on Steve… ”
Viola, telepathically:” He’ll likely suspect that I’m lying, especially because I know his name isn’t even Steve.”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” which would make any sentence you refer to Steve as Steve, be picked up as some form of lie. Yeah, I see why this is a problem.”
Viola, telepathically:” What do I do if he asks about Steve!?!”
Kabiliti, telepathically:” Just say nothing, change the subject. Oh, he hasn’t answered any of our questions! Ask him one!”
I return my focus back to the conversation with Chuma and like back in the warehouse barely any time has passed as my perception of time was once again slowed by Using this extremely convenient power. I would experiment with this power sometime once me and sis are safe and I know she wants to do the same.
Chuma: “Viola. Did you hear me?”
Viola:” Oh sorry, got distracted with a thought I was having.”
Unfortunately, it doesn’t seem that the time dilation part of the power activates just by thinking.
Chuma: “Thinking about your god or something?”
Viola:” No nothing like that…but I just remembered I’ve answered a few of your questions but haven’t asked one of my own”
Chuma: “Sure, go ahead, I Imagine you have a lot. But let me ask one more”
Please don't be about Steve, please don't be about Steve, please don't be about Steve!
Chuma: “How do we ’Hatch’ your sister”
Viola:” Wait, ‘we’? You want to help us?”
Chuma: “Yeah, I just got a gut feeling that helping you two would be in my best interest.”
I look at him sceptically ”Does it have anything to do with us being firstborn?”
Calmly and with a big smile, Chuma replied “Yes, I got a feeling that by helping you get set up, you’ll owe me one.”
So he's just in it for some future favours hmmm? Pragmatic I guess.
Chuma: “Well, what are you waiting for, ask away.”