A Home Like Ours by Fiona Lowe (feel good books .txt) 📕

It’s not fully dark yet, so I am able to see some of it. We are in a small clearing with trees all around us. Thinking about it, what’s the point of having magic if I can’t fuck around with it?

Turning to Bridget, I tell her I want to try something. “Up for some magic?” I ask her with a grin.

“Oh?” she says, turning towards me.

“I want to build something. I know we have been using magic as a weapon. But do you remember that wall I built before?” I ask her. At this point, even Leeha has a look of interest.

“Yes, the one that you created to protect you and Leeha while you were sleeping,” Bridget says, nodding.

I nod to her. “Let’s try this. Earth.” Suddenly, Bridget changes from her Elf form to her Earth form. She is brown, and covered in leaves, dirt, and grass. Her eyes are acorns, and her hair is fine green vines. Her eyes are white mushroom caps.

Thinking about what I want, I say in English, “Create a large bowl in the ground, large enough to hold three people and deep enough to sit inside. Make the sides smooth, with the lip extending about a hand width higher than the ground.”

You have used a Spell command. You have used 1,000 points of power.

“Oooooh!” Bridget says suddenly. “I get it! The context just came to me.”

“What did you ask her to make?” Leeha says, looking at me suspiciously.

“Watch,” I tell her with a grin, and I point at a spot about ten feet from the fire. Bridget nods and rushes to the area and seems to dive into the ground like a swimmer would dive into water.

The ground begins to shift and move, and I can see the dirt get sucked into the ground and form into a round bowl. Then it slowly changes from dirt to smooth rock. Once it’s done, Bridget pops out of the ground like an acrobat and bows in front of us.

“One hole in the ground,” she says with a laugh. “What’s next?” she asks me excitedly.

“I think we can get Leeha to do this part,” I say, and I look at her. “Think you can fill it with water?”

She stares at the hole uncertainly and then looks at me. “All the way?”.

“No, I would say to about here.” I walk over, bend down on one knee, and place my hand about two feet lower than the top of the fake hot tub.

“Sure, I can do that,” she says, looking oddly at the bowl.

She puts her hand out and her Water Elemental appears, and I see that once again, it’s in the shape of a little female, making me grin. Her Water Elemental has been coming out like that every time lately. Suddenly, water starts pouring out of the hand of the little Water Elemental and into the bowl. Once it reaches where I told Leeha I wanted it, it stops, and then the small Water Elemental waves to me and disappears.

Leeha turns to me and asks, confusion still on her face, “Now what?”

“This,” I tell her, bending down again and putting my hand over the water. “Fire.”

Then, looking up at the now fiery body of Bridget, I ask her in English, “Do you know what 100 degrees Fahrenheit is?”

She gets a frown on her cute fire-colored face and says, “I do. I am not sure how I do, but I do. It’s a temperature.”

“Good. It seems my God not only gave you context but information. I figured as you can speak English as well as me, you would know its meaning. Now then,” I say, looking back at the water with my hand over it. “Heat the water to 100 degrees Fahrenheit and keep it there.”

You have used a Spell command. You have used 1,000 points of power.

“Oh!” Bridget says with a giggle, and she walks into the water in her Fire Elemental form. The water doesn’t put her fire out, but instead it starts to steam. She sits down in the water and moves it around with her hands, enjoying herself.

I turn to see Leeha’s reaction and I laugh. She is looking at Bridget enviously. “How about we wait ‘til she is done,” I tell her with a grin, and she looks up at me guiltily as if I caught her thinking something she wasn’t supposed to. But then Bridget pipes up.

“Done!” she squeals, and as I watch, she changes back to her Elf form and sighs contentedly. “Oh, by the Gods, Alex!” she says, looking at me in shock. “The context for this and the experience are not the same!”

“It can’t be that good,” Leeha says hesitantly. “I mean, it looks extremely hot,” she continues, pointing at the steam going up into the air.

“Oh, it is,” I tell her with a grin, stepping back about five feet and undressing in front of the two girls.

One thing I seem to have no problems doing with this new body is undressing in front of them. Once I am naked with the two girls looking at me, I walk to the edge of the rock hot tub and dip my toe into it. Oh fuck, it’s hot, all right! But not boiling. Slowly I put my foot in until it hits the bottom, and then I gradually put in my other leg.

Once both legs are in, I slowly lower myself until I am sitting down, and I get a surprise. I expected the side to be dished-shape and to have to lean against it, but instead, there is a seat there! That wasn’t there a second ago. I look at Bridget, and she has a big grin on her face.

“I changed it to sit better, so we don’t slide towards the middle,” she says with a laugh.

“Damn, I didn’t think of that. You changed it on your own?” I ask her.

She blushes and gets a worried look. “What that all right?” she asks me softly.

“Of course!” I tell her with