Baba Yaga winked and my stomach dropped to my toes. "There are two envelopes with your tasks in them. You will not share the contents with each other. If you do, you will render yourselves powerless. Forever. You have till midnight on All Hallows Eve to complete your assignments and then you will come under review with the Council."
"And if we are unable to fulfill our duty?" I asked, wanting to get all the facts up front.
"You will become mortal."
Shit. My stomach dropped to my toes and I debated between hurling and getting on my knees and begging for mercy. Neither would have done a bit of good...There was no way in hell I could make it in this world as a mortal—I didn't even know how to use a microwave.
And on that alarming and potentially life ending note, Baba Yaga and her entourage disappeared in a cloud of old lady crouch smoke.
"Well, that's fucking craptastic," I said as I warily sniffed my envelope—the one that had appeared out of thin air and landed right between my fingertips.
"You took the words right out of my mouth," Sassy replied as she examined hers.
She tossed her envelope on her cot as though she were afraid to touch it and turned her back on it. I simply shoved mine in the pocket of my heinous orange jumpsuit.
"So that's it? We just do whatever the contents of the envelope tell us to do?" Sassy whined. "Okay, so we're a little self-absorbed, but I do use my magic to heal. Remember when I kind of accidentally punched the guard in the face? I totally healed his nose."
I laughed and rolled my eyes. "He was bleeding all over your one and only pokey jumpsuit."
"Immaterial. I healed him, didn't I?" she insisted.
"And then I zapped your skanky jumpsuit clean," I added, not to be outdone by her list of somewhat dubious selfless acts. "However, I get the feeling that's not the kind of healing magic Baba Yasshole means." I sat down on my own cot, still stunned by our sentence from the Council.
"You know what? Screw Baba Ganoush!" Sassy grunted as she grabbed her envelope and waved it in the air. I sighed and put my hand on her arm to prevent her from doing any damage to her task.
"Yomamma. It's Baba Yomamma, Sassy. And seriously—what choice do we have at this point except to do what she says? You don't want to stay in here, do you? I say we yank up our big girl panties and get this shit done. Deal?"
I stunned myself and Sassy with my responsible reasoning ability.
She made a face but nodded. "Baba Wha-Wha said we couldn't share the contents of our envelopes. There's no way in hell we can open these together and not share."
"Correct. Baba Yosuckmybutt is hateful."
"You want to get turned into a mortal?"
I shuddered. "Fuck no. So now what?" I asked as I played with the offending envelope in my pocket.
"See you on the flip side?" Sassy held up her fist for a bump.
I bumped. "Probably not. While it's been nice in the way a root canal or a canker sore is nice I think it's time for us to part ways."
Sassy grinned and shrugged and I answered with my own.
"So we walk out of here on three?" she asked.
"Yes, we do."
We both took a deep breath. "One, two, three…"
The door of our cell popped open the moment we approached it, clanging and creaking.
We exchanged one last smile before Sassy hung a left and headed down the winding cement path that led to freedom. She made her way down the dimly lit hallway until she was nothing but a small, curvy dot on the horizon.
I clutched the envelope in my pocket with determination and sucked in a huge breath.
And then I hung a right.
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To check out all the side-splitting books in the Magic and Mayhem Universe, go to https://magicandmayhemuniverse.com/
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Other Books By This Author
My Crazy Paranormal Romance
Dragon Days, Witch Nights
Talk Fairy To Me
Howl About It
More to come…
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Baba Yaga Saga
How To Train A Witch
How To Date A Dragon
To Yaga Or Not To Yaga
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Baba Yaga Adventures
Whole Lot of Shifting Going On
Witch’s Guide to a Magical Life
Party Like a Witch
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Nano Wolves
Ariel
Brandi
Heidi
About the Author
USA Today Bestselling Author, Donna McDonald, published her first novel in March of 2011.
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Many multi-genre novels later, she admits to living her own happily ever after as a full-time author.
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Addicted to making readers laugh, she includes a good dose of romantic comedy in every book.
Here are some easy ways to find me online!
www.donnamcdonaldauthor.com
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