“Can do!” Summer chirped, continuing to look over her shoulder for any oncoming trouble. Something about the maze made her really homesick for all her Faires. If this were a normal year, she’d be living on the grounds, performing with their troupe on Saturdays and Sundays. She didn’t have much to do as one of the youngest members of the Fantastic Phoenixes yet, but she still loved it. Her mom did the coolest fire eating finale on Saturday nights, and Summer hoped that she’d still get to learn how to do those special performer skills even though she was at school.
The honey blonde was pulled from her thoughts when her partner suddenly shouted, “There!” and shot out a spell. She squeaked at the same time the rubber chicken squaked. Summer felt silly for being startled by something so little! Everything seemed a little scarier here in the dark. Feathers rained down on both of the first years, and Summer let out a relieved giggle.
“Wow, that was great.” A couple of feathers lodged themselves in her hair without her noticing. Dmitry seemed just as startled, which made Summer feel a little better. “I’m okay. Summer, by the way, but you can call me Sunny if you want! I like it - look out!”
From behind Dmitry, a charmed slingshot swerved around the corner, paintball ammunition at the ready. Summer couldn’t tell what color was attached, but she got the feeling that if something had projectiles, you’d probably need to use a shield charm against it.
“Protego!” She exclaimed. Her shield charm worked, mostly. The paintballs hit her weak shield, which immediately fizzled out from the impact, but that seemed to be enough to make the vicious wooden weapon run away. The shield protected their bodies, but some of the paint had sprayed near their feet.
Summer made a little face, her freckled nose wrinkling just the slightest. “Sorry! I’m not very good at the shield charms yet, but at least we don’t have paint on our clothes?”