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Jamie was puttering around on his computer, trying to decide on a computer game to play, but he was too distracted by what had happened earlier that day.
Jack was a – a Pooka.
Of all the things he could imagine, something like that had never occurred to him as even being possible. And then there was the bit about making babies – kits, he called them – but he’s a guy with a guy, and –
Jamie shook his head and laid it back onto the top of his chair.
It doesn’t matter. Jack is Jack. Always will be. Doesn’t matter that he’s a giant rabbit now, like the Easter Bunny. And that wolf-lady – Jack called her some sort of Queen? – said that he’s a shapeshifter, all three of them, so he can be human again when he learns how. Not that I care, but I bet he does. On some level. I know I wouldn’t want to be changed like that without warning.
“Sophie!” his mother called from downstairs. “Bedtime!”
Jamie ignored her. That is, until –
“Shit.”
Wait, what? Jamie’s head snapped up and stared out the door. What did she just say?
“Sophie! Where did you learn such language?” his mother reprimanded.
Jamie heard the heavy footfalls of her coming upstairs.
Shit.
His mother burst into the room. “James Alexander Bennett!”
“I didn’t do it!” he immediately replied, hopping out of his chair and holding up his hands pleadingly.
His mother cocked a solitary eyebrow at him and crossed her arms, tilting her hips so that most of her weight rested on her right leg. “Uh huh. Explain. Now.”
Jamie fidgeted.
Crap. Crap crap crap. Jack said it, but I can’t tell her that! She’d never believe me! I can’t say that one of the others said it, she’d just get them in trouble. Um, um, um –
“Well?”
“Jack Frost said it!” he burst out, before wincing.
Idiot idiot idiot.
She gazed at him, the eyebrow never wavering as she took a deep breath.
I am so screwed.
“Shit.”