When the Universe Smiles (abandoned) ((go read the Trilogy))

Half-truths pt. 2

Yay, Maya art!

Uh, yeah she has wings, and the mask is cracked- don't ask-

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Grian walked out of the voting booth, wiping at his forehead. It had been quite stuffy in the booth, and the pressure of choosing who to vote for was... substantial, to say the least.

He stretched his wings, which were still disguised as elytra. The constant use of magic was really getting to him, and it seemed like some of the Hermits noticed. Mumbo was leaning against one of the popularity counters, messing with his oddly-cut hair. "Hey, G." He waves to Grian and walked over.

"Hey Mumbo."

"I noticed you've seemed a little... off. Is that glamour spell starting to take its toll?"

"Yeah. Not like I can stop though-" He was cut off by the cheery 'howdy!' of Maya. "Hey, Maya."

"How's everyone feeling? I checked with Grum just now and he's excited, but super anxious." Maya fidgeted with her hands. "And I need to get back to my treehouses. I have plans to attend to."

"Uh, what about voting?" Mumbo asked.

Maya physically facepalmed. "Oh right! That's why I came over here. Silly me." Smiling crookedly, she ran into the empty booth.

Grian turned back to the mayoral candidate. "I need to tell her. But how, and when?"

Mumbo placed a hand in Grian's shoulder. "When the time is right, you'll know."

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"ᒲ|| ᓵᔑℸ ̣  ╎ᓭ リᔑᒲᒷ↸ jᒷꖎꖎ╎ᒷ." Maya was snorting through her hand as she covered her mouth. Scar just couldn't get the pronunciation right!

"╎ ⍑ᔑ⍊ᒷ ᔑ ʖᒷꖎꖎ||?" Scar tried. Maya doubled over laughing, and shall I say, even competing with Iskall's. Just just placed his hands over his face and exclaimed, "I can't do this, ᒲᔑ||ᔑ!"

"See!? You know my name, ᓭᓵᔑ∷!" Maya was still chuckling, clutching her stomach.

"But that's all! I can't even say my cat's name!" he moaned.

"Well, let's switch to reading it and translating." Maya made a textbook appear from thin air, and Scar still hadn't gotten over the fact that Maya had magic, much like his own wizard magic. She opened the book to a seemingly random page. "Translate that." She pointed to a line that read, '∴⍑ᒷリ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ℸ ̣ ⍑∷ᒷᒷ ∴╎ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ∷ ꖌ╎リ⊣ᓭ ⍑ᔑ↸ ʖᒷᒷリ ↸ᒷ⎓ᒷᔑℸ ̣ ᒷ↸, ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ⍑╎⊣⍑ᒷ∷ !¡𝙹∴ᒷ∷ᓭ ∷ᒷᓵꖎᔑ╎ᒲᒷ↸ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ∴𝙹∷ꖎ↸.'

"'When the three Wither Kings had been defeated, the Higher Powers reclaimed the world.' This is easy; I can read it, but I just can't speak it." He pulled off his monocle and wiped it on his shirt. Going off-topic, he said, "I wish Bdubs would let me wear my wizard clothes again."

"I like the purple ones the best." Maya put the Galactic textbook on the low coffee table in the living room. "I think we can conclude for the day, if you want, Scar."

Slightly stumbling over his tongue, he replied, "ℸ ̣ ⍑ᔑリꖌᓭ, ᒲᔑ||ᔑ."

"See! What'd I tell ya!?" She playfully nudged Scar in the arm and stood up off the couch. "You want any cookies or cake before you go?"

"I think I'll take a cookie on the go." Scar kicked his lips and rubbed his hands together. Maya laughed and walked to the kitchen.

Once she was out of sight, Scar picked up and opened the book, eyes bulging at the sheer amount of Galactic words. 'ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ∷ᒷ ∴ᔑᓭ ᔑ ᓵ∷ᒷᔑℸ ̣ 𝙹∷, ᔑリ↸ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ|| ᓵᔑꖎꖎᒷ↸ ⍑╎ᒲ リ𝙹ℸ ̣ ᓵ⍑. リ𝙹ℸ ̣ ᓵ⍑ ᓵ∷ᒷᔑℸ ̣ ᒷ↸, ᔑᓭ ⍑╎ᓭ リᔑᒲᒷ ∴𝙹⚍ꖎ↸ ᓭ⚍⊣⊣ᒷᓭℸ ̣ , ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ ⍑╎⊣⍑ᒷ∷ !¡𝙹∴ᒷ∷ᓭ. ꖎ╎ℸ ̣ ℸ ̣ ꖎᒷ ╎ᓭ ꖌリ𝙹∴リ ᔑʖ𝙹⚍ℸ ̣  ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ !¡𝙹∴ᒷ∷ᓭ, ʖ⚍ℸ ̣  ╎ℸ ̣  ╎ᓭ ᓭᔑ╎↸ ℸ ̣ ⍑ᔑℸ ̣  ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ∷ᒷ ╎ᓭ ᔑ !¡𝙹∴ᒷ∷ ⚍リᔑᓵᓵ𝙹⚍リℸ ̣ ᒷ↸ ⎓𝙹∷.' (Sorry not sorry. Go find a translator.)