Hell Yeah!

A wide grin splits your face and you hurry back to the kitchen and search the liquor cabinet for the Everclear. Finding it, you return to the living room and proceed to make the half bottle of wine into a two thirds bottle of wine. Figuring that would be enough even for your hard drinking Aunt (your Mom is kind of a light weight), you also add a dollop to your Mom's wine glass and another to your Aunt's, just to be sure. As your about to leave the room you realize the Tv and movie have been playing this whole time, the ladies are sure to notice that and wonder whats going on. You search for the remote and rewind the movie to just before the last scene you remember them watching.

Quickly beating track back to the kitchen, you read the counter spell and say "Mannequis morealt" and again a warm surge spreads out from you body through the house. And like clicking the Mute button off, the voices of your Mom and Aunt come back almost immediately. You wait to hear some exclamation of surprise or a pregnant pause but their talking continues normally. You risk a quick peek, but they are both sitting on the couch, laughing and drinking from their wine glasses. You grin to yourself as you collect your dinner and bag and head up the stairs to your room.

You scarf down your dinner, feeling hungrier than you did before, while you skim through the book again. You are looking for instructions on how to disassemble people, but the words keep running together or forming nonsense. You wonder if you are actually tired but then notice that you can read the first page just fine, its the subsequent pages that are blurring on you. "Wait, its a magic spell book" you mutter to yourself, "Maybe it doesn't think I'm ready for more?" You've played enough Warpcraft and Caverns & Chimeras to know that you usually cannot learn the more advanced spells until you've mastered the basics. Sure enough, at the bottom of the first, in small print, you read that you must have cast the Mannequis spell in three variations at least 30 times.

"Crap", you mutter, "It's giving me homework!"