Entry 21: Something Is in the House
Tabitha’s brown eyes fluttered open, settling on Nymph as the flustered girl shook her awake. Still half asleep, she pushed the water made girl away, yawning as she sat up.
“What’s up, Nymph?” the pink haired girl spoke groggily (a slight sway to her). “An intruder?!” Instantly, she bolted wide awake, jumping out of bed. “Get behind me!”
Nymph did as she was told, huddling behind Tabitha, nervously eyeing the doorway. A series of thumps drifted in (something definitely moving about in the house).
Slowly, Tabitha crept towards the doorway and exited the room, Nymph following behind her with a slight quiver. The pair silently made their way down the stairs, following the troubling sounds towards the kitchen. Tabitha motioned for Nymph to wait before peeking in, going stiff at what she saw. A Red Water Morph (wearing an ‘I heart Water Nymphs’ shirt for some bizarre reason) stood at the fridge, rummaging noisily through it.
With a nervous gulp, the pink haired girl entered the kitchen, creeping forward on her toes. As she approached the reddish creature from behind, she snagged a pan from the counter. Steeling herself, she raised the pan overhead before swinging it downward with all her strength. A wet plop sounded, and the Red Water Morph collapsed into a puddle at her feet.
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“You can come out, Nymph! I got him!” She turned her brown eyes to the impromptu weapon in her hands. “Pan of Great Smiting +1. You mind if I keep this?”
Entry 22: Tabitha Gets a Pouch of Hammerspace
Nymph set a slice of chocolate cake in front of Tabitha before taking a seat at the kitchen table with her own slice. After thanking the watery girl, Tabitha took a bite, the chocolaty goodness melting in her mouth.
“The cake’s delicious!” the pink haired girl complimented and took another bite, reveling in the flavor. At her side, the Pan of Great Smiting +1 lay. “Oh! Thanks again for letting me keep the pan.” She took another bite of the delectable cake and then set her fork down. She turned her brown eyes to the pan, lifting it up. “This thing seems to be a solid weapon. Too bad it doesn’t have a sheath or something. Are pan sheaths even a thing?”
Nymph sprang out of her chair and scurried out of the kitchen, leaving a rather confused Tabitha behind. Tabitha blinked a few times, deciding not to worry about it and returning her attention to the chocolate cake in front of her. Placing the pan back down, she grabbed her fork, but before she could stab it back into the delectable foodstuff, Nymph rushed back into the room. The water made girl’s eyes sparkled as she held out a drawstring pouch that had an attached rope.
“Pouch of Hammerspace.” Tabitha accepted the pouch and tied it to her waist, positioning it at her left hip. Taking the pan in hand once more, she stuffed it into the pouch without trouble. “This should be useful. Thanks, Nymph.”