Subj: Angelique Part 6
Date: 12/3/01 1:22:21 PM Central Standard Time
From: Aesgaard

Thomas Spellman was growing up into a very handsome young man with Angelique as his nanny, and sometimes as his governess. Treating him as her son sometimes, Angelique tried to teach him a higher tolerance for regular individuals that his sisters didn't seem to have. In turn, Thomas's nature brushed off on them except for Vespa who left for her own home in Paris.

Angelique then noticed that the family's own ways were coming off on her. It was a few months after Thomas's fifteenth birthday that she was coming out of the curio shop and someone ran into her.

"You loathsome heathens !" she turned on the young boys. "How dare you touch me ?!! Do you know who I am ?! I could turn you into......." She froze as she noticed the terror in their eyes. They were just boys. Just boys playing in the street. "I'm.........excuse me."

She clutched her parcel and jumped into the carriage. She turned to remorse as it dawned on her to what and whom she was reverting back to. In a brief moment, she was Cassandra Blair again; that horrible person she was when she held Collinwood in her lap in 1968 !

Returning to the Spellcraft estate, she ran past Zelda and Hilda crying. The two sisters forgot their argument and looked at Angelique as she ascended the stairway and vanished into the North Wing for her room. They started to rush after her then stopped and looked at each other. Snapping their fingers, they popped into Angelique's room and noticed her sloppily throwing her things back into her bags.

"Angelique, what's wrong ?" Zelda watched her. "Did Vespa threaten to change you to a llama again ?"

"It's not her, it's me." Angelique's eyes were awash in tears. "All this good living has turned me back into a person that I really hate. A few boys ran into me in town and came that close to turning them into mice. I won't allow myself to become that sort of person again !"

"Trust me," Hilda mumbled. "Some of those urchins deserve to be mice." Her sister glared back to her.

"Angelique," Zelda tried to stop her. "Wait till Samantha gets back from Tokyo and talk to her about it."

"No, my mind is made up." Angelique lifted her three bags the same way she carried them when she arrived in London. "I need to stay humble. I'm returning to the states and finding myself the smallest apartment I can get!"

"Well......" Hilda sounded like Samantha. She conjured up a small scrap of paper and looked briefly to her egghead sister. "An,........if your mind is that set, take my ticket to New York. I can pop there faster."

Angelique stopped in the hall just a few feet from the top of the bannister.

She took the ticket and looked it over. Across the top, it said First Class. A brief more luxury before her vow of poverty.

"Please extend my apologies to Sam." She started down the stairs.

"You can come back anytime." Zelda hugged her before Hilda could. "You have a very nice boat leaving this afternoon on its maiden voyage. It's supposed to be the greatest ocean liner ever built."

"Well," Hilda motioned for Yorick the coachman."With a name like Titanic, it ought to be !"

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