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If there was anything that irked wizards the most it was losing things.

Not just like losing something and misplacing it and then finding it later. No, no. Once you lost something it was gone. As an immortal it was always a headache to lose something who knew where’d it‘d turn up again, if ever. Or perhaps even when. . .

Such was the conundrum Hisirdoux found himself in. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw Claire and her friend Mary Wang walk through into his store front that morning.

“Claire-Bear we have to go check out the scene at the museum tonight! They’re unveiling this totally romantic love letter that they uncovered in the attic of a really old house in a city nearby and they’re taking it here to Arcadia.”

Douxie couldn’t be bothered more leaning against his broomstick, bored out of his mind. After the Arcane order there wasn’t really much activity in his life anymore. Except the occasional magical beastie or human baddie.

He hummed, he might make that into a song actually it was rather catchy? Dutifully sweeping up some more dust.

He couldn’t wait for a good and proper jam session with DJ Klebs and Toby later that evening.

Mary Wang however could not stop talking about that mueseum letter.

“There’s a whole blog post about it that reads through everything. Claire, listen to this, “My dearest friend, although it’s been centuries since our souls crossed along the same path and intertwined inexplicably. . .”

A broomstick clattered.

“M’sorry what was that?”

It couldn’t be. No way, it just couldn’t be.

The girls looked over at Douxie who scrambled to grab the broom stick off the floor. He wiped his hands on his jeans muttering, “Butterfingers,” as an apology for the clamor. He propped it against the wall in favor of coming over to peer over Mary Wangs shoulder at the teeny, tiny- man why was it so tiny? Douxie could feel the sweat building up in his palms. Fuzzbuckets! Did he forget to schedule his optometrist appointment this century?! Her phone screen that lit up with that tiny text reading, ‘A Mystery Local Casanova’s Love Letter Uncovered This Week In California. A Rare Sighting of an Intellectual and highly Emotional L.A. Man.’ —————

“Hey, HEY, so we DONT want anyone finding out?”

“No- of course not-”

“ Duh, keep up. Hey, wait, why are you dressed in all black Krel?“

“Uh,” he looked down at his outfit, “is this not a heist? I thought that’s what you did. That’s what the people do in all your earth movies. See, the cats all dressed in black!” Krel gestured.

“The ‘cat’ can not change his coat. Don’t bring me into this.” Archie meowed.

”Fuzzbuckets,” Douxie muttered, “Alright everyone it doesn’t matter how much black clothing we are or are not wearing.“

Doux gave a pointed look at the two highschoolers, “Now stick to the plan. We go in. We turn off the alarms. Then we take the letter off the display case in the back and hope we don’t need to replace it with anything like Indiana jones.”

“Awesomesauce! Okay, okay, 3,2,1! Go!” Tobias huffed before him, Archie, and Douxie took off sprinting off through the back room employees door.

”what does the state of Indiana have to do with anything?!” Krel yelled, stumbling up from squatting behind the front desk at the door.

“What? Come on! Shh!” “Oh for Pete’s sake, we’re going to use up one of my 9 lives for this?” ——————

“Yes, it appears as if we are . . .”

“it’s not our fault he got caught.”

The boys look over to see Krel sheepishly wave at them from the crowd.

“Well, at least he got into the computer before they took him away. . .“

“Welcome one and all to Arcadia! We’re very excited to have this unique and utterly romantic piece of history with us today-”

“Okay, she’s on her speech,“ Douxie gave a thumbs up, “It’s time to hit the lights.”

Behind his back Krel used a third hand to count

’3’

down

‘2’

and ‘1’

The museum came alive with screams and gasps.

“Okay, Tobias and Douxie let’s stick the plan and get it.”

. . .

Right outside the museum was the crowd walking out the exit to head back home until the museum staff could “get to the bottom of this.”

“Sorry, we couldn’t get in Clare. Tuff luck with the lighting system.” Jim says, lamenting with one hand in his pocket and the other holding Clare’s hand.

Swinging their hands together she replies, “Hm, don’t worry about it. Maybe we can just catch a bite to eat and head back to your place. I’m sure our parents would love for us to join their theatre game night.”

“Hah, I’m sure they’d love to have you cast in a role - uhm”

Jims eyes bulged. He heard loud rustling from the bushes in the distance that were supposed to line the sidewalks.

Clares mouth when agape; she turned her head to spot the museums alarm system going off behind them. Meanwhile Jim continued to stare baffled. Sprinting through the bushes behind the museum he spotted their other world saving friends with hushed shouting and yelling. Everyone proceeded to mouth a “Hi Jim!” as they sprinted off into the forested night like a hoard of goblins.

Shaking his head Jim blinked to dispel that vision and whatever shenanigans that meant.

Luckily, for once, he wasn’t caught up in it. “Huh, I wonder why someone stole something from the museum.” Clare spoke as they resumed their evening stroll.

“Ah, well I’m sure we wont have to wonder why for too long.“ Jim reassured her.

A/N. Hey guys I had so much fun imagining this entire concept. It feels like something right out of the show and so in line with the gangs character. im just cackling imagining Douxie scrambling go to get this “embarrassing“ love letter back from the museum that he wrote for his friend. When I’m actuality we all know it’s some gorgeous literary masterpiece 😍. but yeah lol I hope y’all enjoyed!

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