LOGIN"I'm probably going back down there again later tonight. Do you think Dana wants to come with me again?"
Mike shook his head. "Not this time. She left me a note. Ratu thinks she found some magical items that may be able to bring her back to life." Dana's soul had been bound to her body, meaning that she would never truly die. She was hoping to cure her condition so that she could properly die and be reunited with her girlfriend in the Afterlife.
"That's good news, isn't it?"
"She left the house to go find them. Took the mimic with her." Ratu, a powerful naga, was capable of breaking magical items down and preserving the magic within to combine with other magic. "Apparently something on that list you made might be able to help her."
"Oh no. Won't she get hungry if she doesn't eat... uh..." During Beth's stay at the Radley house, she and Mike had been careful to avoid any discussion of his sexual dalliances with the others, but he knew that she had long ago caught on. "Your... essence?"
Beth was referring to Mike's semen. Dana had been turned into a zombie to infiltrate his home, but because his soul was bound to a nymph, his semen had powerful magical properties which kept Dana from feeding on the living, but only if she ate his cum. "She found a way to prolong the effects. She'll be fine."
"I see." Beth started to say something, then pretended to cough instead. "I guess I'll go to my room now."
"Yeah, sure." Mike picked up her backpack and her suitcase, and followed her up the stairs, trying to avoid staring at her ass through her clothes. It was still a bad habit, and the nymph's magic running through his blood didn't make it any easier.
Later that night, Sofia the cyclops made them all a big dinner of lamb. They ate out by the fountain on some makeshift tables that Tink had put together out of scrap. They all came out to celebrate their new roommate, the yard suddenly loud with their voices. Tink had put on a cute dress that Naia had helped her pick out, and Sofia wore a regal light blue gown that came to her ankles. At eight feet tall, she towered over everyone else.
When the sun had fully set, Cecilia the banshee made an appearance, her body hovering over the festivities. The three fairies circled overhead looking very much like twinkling Christmas lights. Abella had taken her post on the roof, her sensitive ears turned toward the front of the house. The Society kept a constant watch on the front of the house, hoping to catch Mike off guard.
That wasn't going to happen. Mike smiled at the weird family that had surrounded him. Even though Beth was still the outsider, they treated her like one of their own. It had simply made sense to offer her a room in the home, especially with the sinister forces determined to discover the secret of the home.
"Penny for your thoughts, lover." Naia's lips on his ears made him shiver in delight, and he reached back to wrap an arm around her waist.
"What do you know about the real second floor?" he asked. She smelled of fresh rain on a summer day. "The one that appeared. The doors are all blocked."
"Surprisingly little, actually." Naia rubbed Mike's back through his shirt. "Emily mentioned it to me once, but it was shortly before she passed. She forbid the others from going there, as it had just appeared for her."
"Wait, so the second floor is technically new?"
"I guess. One of the previous Caretakers may have mentioned it, but I couldn't even tell you who." Naia frowned. "Usually when you find something in the house, my memory of it returns. I'm sorry I can't be of any more help."
"Don't worry about-" Mike's jaw dropped when a pair of dark figures stepped out into the light of the garden. Ratu wore a beautiful silk kimono with a golden dragon emblazoned across the front and back. Behind her stood the minotaur Asterion, his giant axe in hand.
"My colleague here was very adamant that we come tonight."' Ratu smiled, her tiara sparkling atop her head. The fairies had stopped where they were, dropping down to hide behind the others. "I found it comforting that you have already spent much effort making us feel welcome."
"Ratu." Mike stood and offered the naga a hug, which she accepted. He felt her lick his neck with her overly long tongue, which made him flinch. "I didn't think you were coming. Don't you need to be monitoring the Labyrinth?"
"The Labyrinth will be fine for a bit, I have warded the entrance to notify me if it is breached. And I wasn't going to come, but Asterion made me. Surprisingly, I missed seeing my visitors." She smiled at Beth, who was looking at Asterion and blushing. "Welcome to your new home."
"Thank you." Beth wore a black gown with a pair of horn rimmed glasses. Tink had stolen them earlier, wearing them around the house as a fashion accessory until Mike made her put them back. She rose from her seat at the table to shake hands with Ratu, then gave Asterion a hug. The minotaur hesitated before hugging her back.
"Well, it's good to see you too." Mike offered his hand to Asterion, who contemplated it for several seconds before shaking it.
"We can be friends too." he said. Mike thought it an odd thing to say, but didn't bother asking about it. Asterion found the vegetarian dish that Sofia had made specifically for Zel. Beth helped him put together a plate of it, which required that he set down his axe. Mike nearly laughed at his reluctance to do so, the minotaur looking back and forth from his weapon to the food.
"Go on.""There are many legends about centaurs. We have theories, but the only thing we know for sure is that we are half human, half horse." Zel's face suddenly grew red. "But if you ever meet another centaur, do not tell them that."Mike nodded."Anyway, where does the horse end and the woman begin?" Zel pulled up on her shirt. The fine gray hairs of her horseflesh eventually melded into a smooth human belly. "It's different for everyone. It isn't uncommon for a centaur to be a horse up to their pecs, or even human between their horse legs. That can be covered by clothing, and doesn't hurt anything. However, a centaur baby can be born with a horse's head, or even human feet. Such a creature is usually destroyed right away by its own parents."You see, I was born with such a deformity, one that is easily hidden but would become all too obvious on my wedding night." Zel turned her back to him, her tail swishing back and forth. She reached back to grab it, pulling it out of the way. M
Where was Zel? The centaur had been there for a while, but had vanished. Mike excused himself and checked in her garage. They had redone a good portion of the small building. The door to get in was now a stall door with a top that opened separately. They had built her a comfortable stall to sleep in with hay scattered on the floor and a comfortable quilt for her upper half. Her alchemist table was a mess - clearly she had been working on something.Stepping back out into the night, he skirted the fountain and walked around the house. There was a narrow corridor behind the home that used to be thick with Mandragora vines, but that creature had left last week to replant itself. Walking toward the greenhouse, he saw that the door was open."Zel?" He stepped through cautiously. Inside the greenhouse was a jungle that went for miles from the door, the door itself built on top of a large cliff overlooking it. He had been assured that the greenhouse held many rare and valuable specimens for
"I'm probably going back down there again later tonight. Do you think Dana wants to come with me again?"Mike shook his head. "Not this time. She left me a note. Ratu thinks she found some magical items that may be able to bring her back to life." Dana's soul had been bound to her body, meaning that she would never truly die. She was hoping to cure her condition so that she could properly die and be reunited with her girlfriend in the Afterlife."That's good news, isn't it?""She left the house to go find them. Took the mimic with her." Ratu, a powerful naga, was capable of breaking magical items down and preserving the magic within to combine with other magic. "Apparently something on that list you made might be able to help her.""Oh no. Won't she get hungry if she doesn't eat... uh..." During Beth's stay at the Radley house, she and Mike had been careful to avoid any discussion of his sexual dalliances with the others, but he knew that she had long ago caught on. "Your... essence?"
"I'm guessing they are bedrooms." Mike walked to the first door and gave the knob a twist, but it didn't budge."This one too?" Beth asked. She knelt down, but Tink pushed between her and the door, scowling through the thick lenses of her goggles."Shit!" Tink gave the door a kick then ran down to the next one. She stopped briefly at the next door and stomped her feet in frustration. She ran to the end of the hall and uttered curses under her breath upon inspecting the lock."All of them?" Mike blinked in disbelief. Who would block off the doors? And why with poop?"Hello?" Beth knocked on each of the doors. "There's nothing to be afraid of, we're friendly."Mike placed his ear on the door closest to him. He heard nothing through it."Tink buy new drill from magic screen. Get some bits for concrete." Tink walked around the corner and Mike could hear her stomping down the stairs. He had no doubt that she was headed for his laptop to put in an order at one of the local hardware stores.
Mike, Beth, and the goblin Tink stood at the foot of the stairs, looking upward in awe. Only moments ago, the earth had trembled when Beth had brought in her luggage, the house outwardly expanding. However, it wasn't as simple as that-looking up the stairs, the new second floor started at the landing where the stairs changed direction. In his mind, Mike now had memories of passing by that hall without a second thought. It wasn't only the house that had grown, but his memories as well."This is amazing." Beth's voice was just above a whisper. She had set her luggage on the floor."You're telling me. Do you remember this at all?"Beth nodded. "I can't tell you how many times I dropped by to check on the place after your great aunt Emily died. Thinking back on it now, I vividly remember walking past that hallway and never actually checking it out, but I also remember never noticing it." Beth had been the estate agent who had first walked him through the home almost a week ago. Had it rea







