A Dragonlings' Haunted Halloween: Dragonlings of Valdier
“Damn, I should have
grabbed some before I left.”
    Emma looked at the three women before she
looked at Alice. A look of uncertainty flashed over her face before
determination filled it. Biting her bottom lip, she gave a shy
smile.
    “I can help,” she murmured. “What color
would you like?”
    “Pink!” Riley immediately declared with a
bright smile as she held out one hand and snapped her fingers.
“Bright, brilliant, dazzling, dripping with rhinestones, pink!”
    Emma giggled and nodded before she closed
her eyes and concentrated. Cara and Abby’s loud gasps filled the
hallway as brilliant colors swirled around Emma’s hand as she
placed it against Riley’s opened palm. When the colors stopped, a
brilliant, rhinestone coated sheet lay neatly folded in Riley’s
hand.
    “How?” Cara demanded. “Can I do that or just
you? Damn, that is just as cool as being able to turn into a
dragon!”
    “That is incredible, Emma,” Abby whispered
in awe.
    Emma giggled again. “Ha’ven has been
teaching me how to do it,” she admitted, shyly. “I… He doesn’t want
everyone to know. Riley is the only one that has really seen it
before.”
    Riley hugged her pink ‘ghost’ sheet to her
chest. “Alice took one of the Easter eggs from Ha’ven. It was the
coolest thing I had ever seen. I wasn’t sure exactly what you could
do, though, until now,” she confessed. “I saw a few other strange
things and I asked Vox stuff and put two and two together.”
    “I want to be a pirate,” Cara said, placing
her hands on her hips. “With a sword and a black powder pistol and
a patch. I always wanted to be one.”
    Emma nodded and pressed her hand against
Cara’s chest. She focused again. It took a lot longer, but she was
finally able to pull enough energy together to create the costume.
Breathing a sigh of relief, she glanced down at Alice when she
giggled and clapped her hands.
    “Oh my,” Riley whispered with wide eyes as
she saw that Alice was dressed in a black dress with a pointed hat,
curled shoes, striped black and white tights, and held a miniature
broom in one chubby hand. “Did you do that, Emma?”
    “No,” Emma replied in a soft voice as she
soothed a strand of Alice’s blond hair back from her cheek. “She is
very powerful, like Ha’ven.”
    “Abby, what would you like to be?” Emma
asked as she turned toward her.
    “I just want to be a dragon,” Abby replied
with a smile.
    “Wow, Emma. Thank you for this!” Cara
whispered as she fingered her outfit in awe. “Now you need to get
dressed. Can you make one of those things really fly?” Cara asked,
nodding to the broom even as she started to turn and head down the
stairs to the lower dungeon.
    “I don’t know,” Emma admitted as she focused
on her own appearance. Within seconds, she was dressed identically
to Alice. “I don’t think so, but I can move short distances without
being seen.”
    “Damn,” Riley sighed as she followed them
down the stairs. “Dragons, magic, and I get to be a damn cat.”
    “Tiger,” Emma replied as she followed Cara.
“That is definitely more impressive than a house cat. Don’t forget,
you also get nine lives.”
    “Tigers are pretty awesome,” Riley admitted
with a sigh. “Not to mention sexy as hell. When Vox shows his teeth
and flicks his tail, I need a fan. That man is something else. Who
needs catnip when he is around?”
    Cara’s smothered laugh echoed just loud
enough to alert the other women that they were there as she stepped
into the control room high above the playground. She grinned as
Trisha, Ariel and Carmen looked at her in both surprise and
envy.
    “How did you get dressed up AND get down
here so fast?” Trisha demanded.
    “Emma,” Cara replied with a grin. “She has a
little secret to share with us. Where are the kids?”
    “They are on the playground where the
popping skulls are. They love it when they get squirted,” Carmen
said, watching the screens Cara had installed to

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