Playing God Ch. 4Ch. 4: The decision.
Days passed. Elena and Hermione did everything in their power to help the situation. They were there to explain every single doubt in the heads of either of their two guests, they ushered the couple into dinners and walks in the park. Of course they tried not to make it too intense and leave the other two time for talking but also thinking in peace.
The last one was something Caspian didn't really seem to like, since he spend a lot of time asking Elena about the world they were in. Almost every moment that Caspian wasn't spending with Susan, he was spending with the witch that brought him to this world. And so Elena got to know him pretty well, understanding between the lines, his feelings towards all the adventures he's been though, hearing the love when he talked about Susan and the mixed feelings when topics changed to Peter.
He also spoke fluent Spanish and managed to fool one of the real Spaniards that were around for study exchange. Elena was very impr
Playing God Ch. 3Ch. 3: Susan.
Finally the day came to call Susan. Elena and Caspian came to Hermione's place and Caspian found out that indeed Hermione had a place on her own. It was almost identical to that of Elena, with different furniture and decorations of course. Elena told him that he would have to keep very quiet when Hermione was performing the spell and so he stood in the doorway to the living room, watching how the brown-haired girl placed herself in the middle of the room and closed her eyes. Elena joined him after making sure that there was no chairs in the way and Hermione spoke some words in a language that Caspian couldn't understand. A faint aura of golden light surrounded her momentarily, but it flickered with the next words, still in the same language. Or what he assumed to be the same language, since it sounded similar.
The aura disappeared from Hermione only to appear next to her and form a humanoid shape. Caspian held his breath when the shape became more and more similar
Playing God Ch. 2Ch. 2: Caspian.
The whole "shopping" ordeal was rather tiring and the visit in "Starbucks" was a terrible failure apparently, because he didn't appreciate "coffee" at all. "Tea" was alright although rather weird, but "coffee" was definitely too bitter and the "muffin" was too sweet. Although if he had to choose he'd probably go for a "muffing" next time to get away from "coffee".
They ended up buying some clothes for him, though thankfully not as many as the two girls initially wanted. He felt very bad for them spending their money on him like that, but they were unstoppable. They insisted that he needed something they called a back-pack, but he couldn't find any that he really liked so the idea was dropped. It didn't go so easy with something they called mobile phone and was apparently a small box that he could use to talk with people when they were far away. Apparently everybody had one of those mobile phones and he would look weird without one. Not to mention that, if he had
Playing God Ch. 1Ch. 1: The two witches.
Elena looked calmly as the unfamiliar outline materialized in her living room. She watched as it filled up into a three-dimensional, young man. It worked! she thought excitedly.
The man was wearing what could be called medieval clothing, had long-ish, dark brown hair and a very confused expression on his face. She didn't make the smallest sound, letting him take in the surroundings her very much average student flat, or the living room of it in any case. When he finally noticed her, he reached out for his sword and pointed the weapon at her in a well practiced, graceful motion. She licked her lips nervously, hoping that she would have enough time to explain before he ran her through with the sword.
'Who are you?' he asked, his accent obvious even from that short sentence. She smiled slightly, thinking that it should be easy to pass him off as a Spaniard.
'My name is Elena. Me and my friend wanted to help you,' she said with what she hoped was a cal