boxolawyers | Magic shows are meant to have surprises, right?

[Los Angeles was everything Kurt Wagner could have hoped for and then some. True, most of the touristy stuff he had seen and celebrity sightings so far were spotted in the course of work (which in this case involved checking out a potential new student for the institute) so he couldn't exactly spend a lot of time drinking them in. But that didn't make it any less awesome. And now that the work was done, it was going to get even cooler!]

[The others didn't know what they were missing. How could anyone choose to spend the night at some famous restaurant or a traveling production of a play that was better on Broadway (practically in their own backyard!) when they could be here with him instead, watching a teenage magician who was already being billed as one of the best in the business?]

[That was fine. Kurt was having plenty of fun on his own. The magician more than lived up to the hype. And after a show that incredible, you can bet Kurt was going to jump at the chance to volunteer for her final trick of the evening. He probably didn't have much of a chance, given how...height challenged he was compared to the rest of the people clambering for attention around him. But what he lacked in height he made up for with enthusiasm! (And the judicious use of his seat as a step stool.)] Hier! Hier!

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mein gott. i knew it was too good to be true. i'm never allowed to get away with stuff like this. why do you think she stopped with the questions?

it's fine, i promise!! i told her you did a trick on stage and you said you were a magician so we stayed after the show and talked! see?? no lie, no problem 😊

but she might still think you're my secret boyfriend

you should probably talk to your professor soon so we can clear all this up

[Kurt's groan filled the hotel room. How was he supposed to clear this up when the situation seemed to be getting muddier by the minute?]

i'll call him tonight. [He paused, then deleted the last word and replaced it with 'now'. There was no way he could fool everyone else into thinking things were normal with this hanging over his head.]

[Text sent, he sat down hard on the end of his bed, dropped the phone beside him, and buried his face in his hands. Almost immediately he snatched the phone up again and fumbled with it (digital keypads were not made for such thick fingers).]

do you think she'd tell your dad?

i don't think so [Not right now, anyway...]

sorry, Kurt. i didn't mean to upset you! it's gonna be ok, i promise. magician's honor!!

[He smiled, despite the anxiety gnawing at his guts. He had to appreciate her efforts to make him feel better, at least.]

yeah. you're probably right. i'll keep you posted, kay?

ok. maybe we can talk about it in person tomorrow if you're not busy?

yeah, i'll let you know when i'm free. [If he was ever going to be free again. He'd be lucky if he wasn't grounded for the next six months by the end of his upcoming call.]

[After some consideration, he followed the text up with:]

thanks for running damage control, Trucy.

ok. maybe we can do lunch! oh, and dinner. and maybe an afternoon snack!! there are so many places we need to hit up if i'm gonna make your delicious dreams come true!

and of course! i'm responsible too. i don't want either of us to get in trouble

[There was that stupid grin again, threatening to take over.]

has anyone ever told you you're the best?

[She was wearing a grin of her own.]

i may have been told on occasion. and you said i was incredible earlier. i think that counts!

just making sure you know! okay, text you later. wish me luck?

hehe, thank you! good luck! and good night! and have magical dreams 🎩✨

you too!

[Almost as soon as the text was sent, Kurt's smile fell again. Fear was bubbling in his stomach again, uncomfortable flutterings that threatened to ruin the appetite he had built up earlier during his impromptu exercise session. He shot off a text to Rogue, telling her he would be a while and asking her to save him some of whatever movie snacks they had acquired.]

[Then, with a deep, steadying breath, he dialed home.]

[An hour later, Trucy would receive a message.] available around noon?

Edited 2020-12-29 01:09 (UTC)

[The response didn't come as quickly as the others--not that Trucy Wright was doing anything reasonable like sleeping, mind you. The lights were off, but a small desk lamp was enough to read by as she skimmed over her grandpa's old notes. There was a trick she'd been having trouble with, and she'd hoped something in them might help her puzzle it out. A few minutes had passed before she'd noticed the light blinking on her phone (silenced again--didn't want Daddy to fuss over her sleep schedule!). Setting the notes aside, she read the text, smiled, and quickly sent off a response.]

yup, sounds good!!

okay! see you then. text me where to meet up.

[Kurt sighed as he turned off the screen. Harrowing as the last hour had been, all he could feel now was relief that it was over. At least he hadn't been barred from ever seeing his new friend again. Boy, would they have a lot to talk about tomorrow.]

[He debated whether to go to sleep--the adrenalin crash had not been easy on him--but in the end his grumbling stomach won out. He threw on his pajamas, turned his inducer back on, and slipped out into the hallway, eager to finish up the night with his friends.]

ok! meet at people park [She texted him the address. A pause followed as she considered asking how the conversation with his professor went but, in the end, she thought twice. She was sure she'd hear about it tomorrow, and the fact that they were even meeting up meant it probably went alright! She followed up with a quick 'see you then! g'night!' and decided it was probably time to get some rest.]

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