Chapter Two: In Which Arwen Ensorcells

When we last left off Arwen had just ended her first day in Moonlight Falls. Completely uneventful, she looked for her first, um, sire. But first came the great ordeal that is breakfast.

Who makes waffles in the oven anyway?

After the fireman came and left us with a ruined stove, we searched for fairies in the arbetorium without any luck.



Shortly thereafter, Arwen managed to catch this little critter: a rare snake who we named Lunete. Lunete was worth a good deal of simoleons, but escaped before we could sell her. I think she new our plan. You won't be lonely soon enough. 

I actually wanted to keep her for a pet. Life with only you as company is pretty lonesome.

By the end of this challenge, I bet you'll never want to be around another living being again. After that little adventure, we headed to the library with it's comforting smells of knowledge and dust. We found some stairs by the side of the building that led to the basement, and after a bit more exploring we found a small room containing a magic jellybean bush! This having been the first time she'd ever seen one before, Arwen swallowed about five with varying side-effects before bursting into flames. How lucky that she would die on our second day. That was sarcasm. Plus it's also ironic to know that one of Arwen's traits is to be lucky.


Are you making fun of me? I don't think this is funny in any regard! Genies may be immortal, but burning to a crisp and meeting the Grim Reaper is definitely not a pleasant experience. He even had to check his rule book to make sure it was the law to bring me back into corporeal form. What a neophyte; I'm only 937 years old and I know more than he does. If he could die, I'd spit on his grave!

 

Sheesh. Calm down. Look on the bright side. You met your first fella when you went back into the library. Plus he was a tourist, so no-one will notice his absence, at least no-one here. Arwen used her super-duper genie ensorcellment magicks to control the guy, and then led him to the house where she worked a different kind magic.

 I was getting restless; it's my duty to complete this assignment, and I hadn't even had a single child!

 So, yeah, after that, what's-his-name was compelled to eat a bunch of jellybeans on our newly-bought bush, and met the same fate Arwen had the previously day. This time it was more permanent, though. Arwen found the whole ordeal taxing and soon went back to bed.

 Luckily he had two laptops in his bag, so at least we now have a place for Arwen to write novels and a bit more cash in our coffers. A bit later Arwen was rudely awakened by an unpleasant feeling: the first symptoms of her pregnancy. It's a well-known truth that all magical beings have a heightened sense of being, so Arwen was aware of her pregnancy well before a human would have been.

 

That extra-special sense may be useful in knowing when it's okay to eliminate the donor, but it sure as heck doesn't eleviate my nausea.

 

 The days wore on and Arwen's pregnancy soon make obvious. Arwen spent her time finishing a few novels and trying her hand at the painting easel.

 Plus I also remembered this nifty trick my mother taught me before the Scorpions attacked. I can summon any kind of food whenever I please. It'll definitely come in handy once there's more mouths to feed. Great Djinn, I wish she were here to help me now.

 We all do. When the time finally came for the delivery, Arwen toughed it out in the newly decorated kid's room. We couldn't go to the hospital; genie births can be a bit... strange, usually involving a lot sparks and glitter. Hopefully it's a sign of his genie powers.

So now enters little Sundara Von Hellse into this crazy world.

 Sundara means beautiful, as he is in my eyes.

Soon enough Arwen realizes just how tiresome motherhood can be. Sundara is adorable, but too loud for my tastes.

I'm beginning to question my acceptance of this arduous task. I don't think I'm going to be getting a full night's rest for the next millenium.

 

At least he's cute. In any case, time continued to continue. The trashcan gets knocked over by a mischevious raccoon every night, our cow plant devours some poor stray and Arwen collects the precious milk, Sundara grew into an adorable toddler, and Arwen searches for a second fellow.

 Don't be fooled. He just ate a booger.

I guess cow plant milk doesn't have to be pasteurized.

 

And so ends this chapter. We will continue our tale in the future. Ask Arwen when; she got a raise and I'm sure she can tell the future by now. Or not. I think she just fell asleep.

 

 

 I did, but then Sundara woke up and was hungry. I've heard of other genies having to perform this task in the past but I simply can't comprehend how they managed. Hopefully I'll get the hang of this soon. I think the stray cat gets more rest than I do. Too bad Galadriel can't take care of anything.

 

I do plenty! Recording all of this for future genie generations is hard work. Of course if you don't succeed in finishing this challenge, there may not be any genies to hear about it. No pressure.

 

 

The cat is mocking your lack of sleep. I can feel it.