Drew & Madeleine Tennant
Off on a secret mission
Wed Mar 21, 2018 13:31
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“I won!” Madeleine Tennant cried, holding up her more-than-half of the wishbone. Drew put his smaller piece of bone on the edge of his plate and went back to sculpting a mashed potato volcano with his spoon. The key was to put a little cranberry sauce in the middle of the hole like it was magma, and then pour the gravy on top of that. Dad had made him take some green bean casserole so that there was a vegetable on his plate, so Drew was pretending that that was a forest that was going to get wiped out by the lava gravy when he broke the side of the volcano.

“That means you get a wish,” Dad told Madeleine. He’d joined the rest of them after his welcome-to-RMI-Thanksgiving speech and was now adding a scoop of apple and cranberry stuffing to his own plate. Madeleine spent a few minutes thinking about her wish before she announced that she knew what she was wishing for but couldn’t tell them or else it wouldn’t come true. That settled, she leaned forward over the table to serve herself dark meat from the platter of turkey near them.

The thing about Dad being in charge of, like, basically everything at RMI (okay not really everything but it was still a lot of things) was that other parents kept wanting to talk to him. Remy’s parents came over to talk to Dad and Aaron after a while. Drew said hi and nice to meet you, but then the Burnhams had some questions about Cultural Studies, which after a couple of seconds Drew decided he didn’t really want to be part of. That left Drew and Madeleine to forage for dessert. “It’s Thanksgiving. We have to have pumpkin pie,” Madeleine declared. Drew thought pumpkin pie sounded pretty good too, so he diligently got up with Madeleine and went searching down the long dinner table with her.

But after a few minutes, it became pretty clear that there weren’t any pumpkin pies around. Or any other pies. Except on one table. And even though Madeleine tried asking nicely, Professor Boot wasn’t giving any of his pies up. “Are you challenging me to the contest?” the History of Magic professor asked, steepling his fingers.

“No,” Drew said, glancing at Madeleine. She was pouting. She was pretty adorable with her big gray-green eyes and her red and black polka-dotted dress. She looked like a ladybug who was really sad about not getting to eat pumpkin pie. Drew looked back at Professor Boot, who was unswayed by how cute she was. “We were just planning to eat it, like, one slice at a time, at a normal pace, you know?” Drew said.

“Ah,” Professor Boot said, making a sound like a creaky old door in the secret passageways opening. “These pies are for the pie-eating contest, you see.”

Drew didn’t think they would get very far by pointing out that there was no way Professor Boot could possibly use all of the pies in the pie-eating contest. How many pies could one person eat? Drew thought that even if he was the hungriest he had ever been, he could still only eat, like, one and a half pies in a row. Maybe two, tops, but that would probably give him a stomach ache. Plus even if there was just one pie, he couldn’t eat the whole thing really fast like you were supposed to in a pie-eating contest. He didn’t see the point of having a contest where the whole premise was to do something that was supposed to be enjoyable so intensely that you couldn’t enjoy it.

He and Madeleine went over to another table and sat down. Madeleine was still pouting. “Obviously we’re gonna get some pie,” Drew reassured her. “We just have to, um, come up with a plan.” He didn’t know how to do a Disillusionment Charm yet, otherwise he would totally use one on himself. Then Madeleine could go talk to Professor Boot (all she had to do was ask him questions about the goblin rebellions or something) and he could sneak up all disillusioned and take some pies.

But since Drew couldn’t do any spells like that and he didn’t think that just levitating the pies back to them would go unnoticed by the piemaster. “Hey,” he said, leaning over to another person at the table, “do you wanna help us rescue pies from Professor Boot? He took all of them so we’re gonna get some back.”

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