Part 12 In which a witch is used as a pillow

Players:

Marlot
A witch who realizes that golems aren’t something to mess around with

Jinx
A lazy and overweight cat

Jack
A golem with an appetite

The next morning Marlot woke up with the warm morning sun shining on her face, but that wasn’t enough to make her feel as though she was wrapped in a dozen warm blankets, and most of the heat seemed to be coming from behind her, and a heavy weight was across her waist. Marlot could feel Jack’s warm break on the back of her neck and his fingers twitched slightly tickling her stomach. Now how in the world, she wondered, did he wind up quite so close? She moved around as little as possible until she was lying on her back and could see the sleeping face of her golem. Jinx was curled up on his other side. Jack looked so peaceful with his eyes closed and a dreamy look on his handsome face. She lifted his hand off of her stomach and examined her creation’s hand, his fingers were a thin as the rest of him and long like the twigs she had used to form them, but he seemed so real, almost human, and if she didn’t know that he was a golem she would have sworn that his green hair was some kind of hex a witch had put on him as a child and that he was indeed human. That potion is amazingly powerful, I could just imagine the horrors that could come from it, not everyone would teach their golems to be kind and whole armies could be created, trained, and sent to fight in just over a month. The thought scared her a little, more than a little actually, she knew people who would do just that if they had the recipe and the magic to pull it off.

Jack stretched and yawned next to her and his mud brow eyes fluttered open. When he saw her watching him he smiled sleepily. “Good morning Marlot,” he stretched again and snuggled closer to the witch and she imagined closed his eyes again. Jinx, also realizing that Marlot was awake, walked over Jack and curled up on her stomach, his weight causing both Marlot and Jack to grunt a little as he stepped on them.

“Good morning Jack, did you have pleasant dreams?” He nodded and she felt his nose brush against her neck. “Well then, time to get up.”

“I don’t want to get up, your bed is warm.”

“It is only warm because you are trying to use me as a second pillow, now get up.”

“What if the giants are still out there?”

“Jack, I told you last night, there were not giants, they were all in your dream.”

“They ate you, and Lilly, and I tried to use and invisibility cloak, but it didn’t work and they were going to eat me too. Jinx tried to fight them.”

“No one is going to eat you dear, you are safe here, and Jinx hasn’t fought anything in years.”

“Promise?”

“Promise. Now what did you think of Cinderella?”

“Her mother was very mean, am I like Cinderella, you have me cook and clean a lot?”

It was true, the cabin had never been quite so clean as it was now, when she was trying to study spells she had Jack dust everything he could reach and he seemed to enjoy the work and would cry out whenever he would find something interesting or odd hidden away in a corner. “No Jack, any time I ask you to do something it is a request, you are more than welcome to tell me no, all I ask is that if you are going to live here you help out a little.”

“But you made all of the messes.”

“Yes, and if I weren’t for your amazing cleaning skills the whole cabin would still be a disaster. By the way, thank you for finding that spell book the other day, I thought I had lost it for good.”

Jack smiled his lopsided grin, “I like helping you.”

“Good, then you can help me make breakfast.”

He jumped up into a crouching position on the bed, all sleepiness forgotten. “What are we having?”

“Eggs, if you can convince the chickens to give some up.” Jack sprung out of the bed and ran out of the room; she could just hear the door banging shut behind him as he ran out into the yard. Marlot giggled and then went out into the kitchen to make toast. I’m not sure he isn’t human, thought Marlot, I have never seen anyone but a young man enjoy food as much as he does.