Emcee sat in the tree with Amelia wondering what she was just asked to do. Be like me? Huh? I don't get it...

Sighs came from Amelia, and she had to tell Emcee the plan, "Copy me exactly, that's your first task. Start by wearing your everyday clothes,"

Still not quite understanding, she did as she was told switching to her everyday clothes. "Like this?" She asked Amelia trying to pinpoint the information.

"This will not do at all. Why are you dressed like you're going off to some wizarding school? Yeesus wept. Look around you, what do you see?"

Emcee looked around, noting all the individuals wandering around minding their own business. "I see a bunch of unemployed ha~" Amelia gave her a thump on the head, earning an "OW!" in response. "Ya judgmental fucker. You see him over there, the one with the mohawk? That's Barry Bernard. one of the best Brewmeister's on Malicore."

Emcee had heard this name before from herq guild master Gangu, "The backyard brewer Barry Bernard. What a guy, if you're lucky to get on his calendar you better take it Emcee; There's a 6-week waiting list."

"So, I should learn to brew potions?" Was what her way of thinking lead her to conclude. Give me strength, I'm gonna strangle her

"No luv. You need to dress like me, like him, like the rest of em here. Then you need to start acting like us. Here drink this, Beer."

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Emcee shoved it away from her, spilling it on the floor, "I'm not old enough to drink yet!"

"Oops! Don't tell the guards. Alright, you still need to dress like us though."

Unsure of where to go, Emcee asked her where she could get clothing like that. "I've never been around here before... Is there somewhere I can buy this sort of clothing? Can you take me there?"

Amelia nodded and replied to her, "Sure, but I'm eating dinner with my family shortly. Sit your ass right there and think about your actions so far, that's my punishment to you for stalking. You're lucky I didn't blast ya HA!"

Fearful of the consequences, Emcee did exactly that and didn't move a muscle. She took as a test of training, but she was stupid to think that Amelia was going to break her every way possible...But not yet.

Returning to the garden, the family sat together tucking into a smoky zinger of a BBQ. The juicy and tenderness of the Gigantobisen ribs, mixed with the charred smoky outside really made the food melt in the mouth. "MMM-momma loves me some meat!" Amelia shouted grossing out the kids and making Hayle to start trying to joke.

"HEH, that's what~" Amelia summoned the mystical chancla, that glided through the air into the forehead of Hayle.

"I'm sorry dear."

That's what I thought perv.

"Horatio, did you tell your father about your day yet? Did you have fun with mummy?" Horace was still trying to deal with the high-pitched screamer flip flop that flew past his face, and made his ears bleed. His hearing was all but gone, as he tried to speak up.

"DAD, IT WAS SO SCARY. I WATCHED MUM SHOOT A GRANNY AND THERE WAS THIS BIG BED MONSTER AND MUM GOT EATEN AND THEN SHE WAS UN-EATEN."

Amelia zoned out as Horace spoke a bunch of shit out loud. I'll take her to Primarni. Girl needs casual wear, not 'I'm going to prep school' clothing...what a nerd.

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