A thousand and three
A Thousand and three
I struggled to regain my breath as golden sand piled in my view. “Hugo…” I panted struggling to keep running after the hyper red headed boy.
His mop of red disappeared over the hill of gold and I groaned in frustration. This boy just couldn’t sit still, could he?
I stopped for a moment to catch my breath before continuing over the sandy hill. Blue ocean waves appeared in my view and I let as smile rest on my face. The sun was falling beneath the waves and casted colors of pink and orange and red onto the sky above.
The pastel sky was so beautiful and my breath hitched at the sheer beauty of the sunset. “Still complaining?”
A grinning boy appeared next to me, his red hair falling into his ocean eyes just the way I loved. I glared at him but couldn’t help but sneak the look back at the sunset. A soft smile graced my lips until I heard Hugo walk away.
“Hey, Alice, look what I found!” Hugo yelled from over the beach, pulling something behind his back.
I raised an eyebrow towards him as he hid the object behind his back and continued to grin wider.
I crossed my arms impatiently. “Is it another dead frog?” I gave a suspicious look as he gave me a sheepish grin.
“That was only once; Alice and we were like five.” I glared at him with all I could muster. “You terrified me! I couldn’t even look at a frog until I was twelve!”
He let out a laugh and the light gleamed off his back and I couldn’t help but smile too.
“You know you love me!” he gave me a lopsided grin and my face enflamed as I turned my head to side.
“What did you find then?” I gave him a curious look from the corner of my eyes and I watched as his whole face lit up into a big smile.
I smiled as He took one hand, keeping one behind his back and lifted into the air in a fist. “It is the most awesome, stupendous, glorious, most amazing thing you will ever see! It is the best object anyone could ever have and it is worth more than gold!”
I tilted my head in confusion. “Worth more than gold?”
He nodded grinning.
I raised my eyebrow and He suddenly brought the object into my vision. The most awesome, most amazing, glorious object worth more than gold was….
“A stick!” I shouted as I gave him an exasperated look. “It’s a stick!”
He nodded still grinning and was probably waiting for me to shout in amazement and scream in delight with him.
I continued to stare at him in disbelief. He kept grinning. It was a full minute before I spoke. “Are you seriously trying to convince me a stick is worth more than gold, Hugo?”
He let out a bellowed laughter and stuck the stick in the air like a sword. “Do you dare doubt me, mere mortal? This is more than a mere stick! This is ‘The Stick’!”
I sighed. “Hugo, I know you’re crazy but seriously, it’s a stick. There is nothing special about it.”
Hugo gave me a knowing grin and told me “Only if you believe it is. The stick is anything you want it to be!”
I gave him a deadpanned look.
He smirked. “Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust, babe.”
“What are you talking about, Hugo? It’s just a stick.”
He turned away from me, throwing a finger up and making a tsk noise. “Ah, but my dear, There are a thousand and three ways to use a stick. For example, Number one, a dashing sword!”
He stuck it towards me falling into a stance and giving me a grin from his stick.
I rolled my eyes. “Seriously, Hugo, That’s just- Ow!” I held my arm as he shifted to the side, still pointing the sword at me. I fumed as he grinned at me. “Did you really just hit me a stick?”
He grinned. “What are you talking about, mortal? This is clearly a sword!”
I groaned but he lunged with stick and I managed to roll out of the way, falling on butt. I groaned in pain and he held his sword to his face, that stupid grin still on his face.
I could feel my face turning bright red as I fumed in anger. I felt around in the sand before grabbing a decently long stick. I scrambled up and pointed it at him.
I could see his grin just get wider and I fumed even further.
I lunged and he dodged right and I slid on my shoes to turn the right way. He hopped around from one foot to another, that damn grin still on his face.
I narrowed my eyes before circling around him, making sure to keep him in my sight. He let out a smirk and slashed the stick forward. I jumped back to avoid it and He jumped forward, already slashing once again. I raised my stick and out swords clashed together, he put all pressure from his side and I struggled to keep the sword from breaking.
I let go, jumping to the side and his stick went flying from the force. I pointed my sword at him, grinning in triumph. He smiled.
“Good Job! Now, Number two,” He took off running and slid on the sand, grabbing his stick in the process. He stood pointing it at me as he would a wand.
He let out a mighty laugh. “You have bested me this time, mortal! Can you handle the force of my magic?” He laughed before stabbing his stick in the air towards my direction.
I laughed. “Are you really using a stick as your wand?”
He shrugged, smiling brightly. I fell into a defensive position and held back my laughter as he jabbed it to my area. I rolled out of the way of the imaginary blast and struck back with a spell of my own.
He sprinted to the right before sliding on his knees and sending a spell my way. I bent backwards to avoid the spell as it flew right over my head. I fell on my back and rolled out of the way of the second spell as it landed beside me.
I jumped up and retaliated my own spell. He jumped to the side but was too late as the blast sent him on his back, scrambling to get up. I laughed manically and pointed my wand at him. “You will never win this, puny prince! I am the Master of Melons!”
He stood up giving me a determined look and grinned. “I will avenge my people, Melon Master! It is my duty as a Prince!”
I laughed arrogantly. “Do not be ridiculous! No mere prince could ever hope to beat me!”
He sent me a grin. “We shall see, Tyrant!”
He sent a spell my way and I jumped out of the way only for another spell to come flying my way. I cart wheeled out of the way and faced him again only for him to be right close to me.
He sent a spell to my hand and I screamed in pain as my hand was cut off.
I grabbed it, gritting my teeth at him. “How can this be? Nooo!” I screamed as he sent one last spell to finish me off.
I fell into the sand on my back.
I opened my eyes curiously and saw Hugo standing in front of me, letting out bellowing laughter. He held out his hand, still chuckling and I took it gratefully, allowing him to pull me up.
I grinned. “Fine, what’s use three?”
He grinned and turned around to gather some sticks. He pulled stick after stick from the sand and I shrugged and followed his example.
“Is there a reason we are collecting sticks?”
He piled at least ten or fifteen sticks into a pile and I followed and dropped the sticks from my arms into the pile. He gave a mischievous grin and I paled knowing that is the same grin James gives his friends before a prank.
He began to laugh and my face turned red. “You’re spending too much time with James!” I huffed, crossing my arms.
He grinned before turning to the pile of sticks. “Number three,”
He took a couple sticks before placing it on the ground, another next to it and it took me a full five sticks for me to realize he was making words. I tilted my head trying to read the word as he went.
“H…a…v…I...n...Having?” He made a space before continuing. “F...U... N, Really?” I couldn’t help the grin as he sent me a sheepish grin.
“Well, are you?” He grinned, His blue eyes concentrated on mine. I smiled gently before walking towards him. “Of course I am, idiot.” I knocked him softly on the head and he laughed.
I rolled my eyes at him.
He looked past me towards the ocean and then got a grin on his face. I stepped back on instinct. “Hey, Alice, we came all the way here and we didn’t even get in the water?”
I let out a scream as he started towards me. I took off like a bullet and looked behind me and saw him gaining on me fast. I yelped and I ran as fast as I could. I turned right, slipping on sand but gaining speed and I jumped forward, still running.
I wasn’t fast enough.
Hands grabbed me from behind, and tackled me to the ground. He pulled me into a standing position and swung his arms around me knees and arms, pulling me into a bridal position.
“Hugo! No, No, No, It’s cold! Hugo!” I screamed bloody murder as he continued to walk towards the freezing ice water.
“No!” I screamed as he suddenly let go and the cold water filled my body. I glared up at him but he just gave me an innocent smile. Sure, innocent.
I groaned, shivering and offered my hand. He stared warily at me and I huffed. “The least you can do is help me out, jerk.”
He held his hand towards mine and I grinned as I grabbed a hold of it and pulled him in as well. He yelled as he fell into the pool. I stood up, laughing hysterically.
He glared at me as he sat in the shallow water. I laughed openly and he began to smile before letting out a laugh as well.
I looked at the sky and the sun was barely visible behind the waves, the sky had darkened considerably and I frowned at the loss of the beautiful sunset.
I didn’t want this day to end yet. Hugo stood up still dripping wet and gave me a lopsided smile. “We better get home, Ally.”
I frowned but nodded. We walked back to the shore and I sneezed as I shivered from the wet clothes.
Hugo stopped and I turned to see him staring at the sea.
“Hugo? What’s the matter?” I asked as He continued to not move. He turned to me and gave me a lopsided grin.
I blinked in surprise. “What do you mean?” He gave me a smile that seemed a bit sad and I frowned.
“Thanks for coming with me today. It means a lot to me. I had so much fun today.”
I frowned a bad feeling stirring in my gut. “You’re my best friend, Hugo, its part of the job description.” I gave a half smile trying to take the seriousness out of the mood.
He grinned. “You’re my best friend too, Alice.”
I frowned, confused as he continued walking towards the bikes nonchalantly. I put the bad feeling out of my stomach and focused on the fun we had today.
Hugo would tell me if something was wrong.
I let a grin fall on my face and I ran forward and jumped onto his back. I laughed as he struggled to carry me under my weight.
He groaned. “Your too heavy, Ally.” I laughed; grabbing a stick I had grabbed away from the beach and pointed forward.
“Onward, Prince Hugo!”
I found out five days later Hugo had been hiding heart failure from me. Hermione told me he didn’t want to make me freak out. I did freak out. I had never cried so much in my life when they told me the operation had failed.
Magic can do a lot of things but they can’t heal a heart that’s failing. I never learned the other thousand ways to use a stick. But I did get a great memory.