Make Believe Murder by Leslie Langtry

Author:Leslie Langtry
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, comedy, humor, dark humor
Publisher: Gemma Halliday Publishing

CHAPTER TWELVE

"Stewie!" I called out.

The gang of teen druids turned to look at me, their arms still in the air.

"I am Odious…" he shouted.

"…the Demigod," I finished. "Right. Sorry. Go ahead and finish what you guys are doing. I can wait."

The kids tried to get back into the spirit of the thing and either failed or were terrible at it.

"Oh, great Dark Lord of NicoDerm!" Stewie shouted to the heavens. Was this all the kid did all day?

"Bringer of…" Stewie paused. "Bringer of Beth!"

"It's Death, you idiot!" Heather hissed.

"Oh, great Dark Lord of NicoDerm! Bringer of Death," Stewie shouted at the sky. "Tripod of Evil!"

"It's tri-god!" Heather rolled her eyes and shook her head.

"Really?" Mike dropped his arms and looked confused. "I always thought it was tripod."

Kayla dropped her hands and put them on her hips. "It's tri-god. Why would it be a tripod?"

"Maybe he has three legs or something," Mike groused defensively. "Stewie thought it was tripod."

"You guys are idiots." Heather sulked. "I can't believe I gave up band camp for this."

I stayed out of it because both sides seemed to have good arguments.

Stewie gave up giving jazz fingers to the clouds and wheeled on the girls. "It's tripod! What the hell is a tri-god? That makes no sense."

"You know." Kayla rolled her eyes. "It's a guy with three heads."

"Three heads? That's ridiculous!" Stewie stamped his feet.

"It's no more ridiculous than three legs!" Heather folded her arms over her chest.

Mike piped up, "I think we can at least say we agree that the number three is involved?"

Heather had had it. "This is so stupid! We still don't have any superpowers." She ticked off her fingers. "We didn't sacrifice a virgin, and Kayla still hasn't taken her turn bringing snacks!"

Kayla sulked. "I brought ice cream sandwiches, but nobody ate them."

"That was a year ago, and you know the rest of us are lactose intolerant!" Heather shrieked.

Kayla made a pouty face. "How was I supposed to know that?"

Stewie looked from one girl to the other. "Well, it was in our newsletter that lactose intolerance was one of the things we wanted NicoDerm to cure."

They had a newsletter? I didn't have a newsletter! And I had more kids than they did.

"But he didn't, did he?" Kayla smirked. "I'm not bringing snacks until he does." She looked around triumphantly, as if she'd won her strange argument.

I guess we were lucky. Kelly was super organized and usually brought the snacks. We'd decided that once the girls were in fifth grade, they would pitch in. But I wasn't sure that would work. And I had no idea if any of the girls were lactose intolerant… Probably not, with the way they scarfed up ice cream.

"Maybe we should just give up," Mike said.

"Says the depressed dark fairy," Heather snapped.

"I'm not a fairy!" Mike yelled.

"Guys!" Stewie shouted. "We have to pull it together!" He pointed at me. "It's all her fault! She disrupted the sacred ceremony!"

The others turned to me, united in a cause they could understand.

"Fine," I said, walking over to join them.

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