Of course, Abi!

Also, sorry, guys! I had no idea, but we suddenly decided to go ice skating, and then I had homework to do and piano to play, etc., etc., so the last post is continued today!

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Slightly unfortunately, Joan didn't have to.

Due to... um... circumstances-that-will-not-be-mentioned (*coughcoughAbigail'sSummerCampcough*), Devil Owl had a long-lasting feud against Puck and was determined to spoil everything she tried to do. A spilled ink well? Dev, invisible, wiped it up with a cloth and then squeezed it onto random bystander's heads. A ripped bag? Dev would pick up the books and throw them down the garbage chute.

Oh, he was having fun.

But all fun must end, and it eventually did when Joan met up with the rest of the crew (they hadn't thought up a name yet, but "CBers" was nagging on many people's minds) after dinner and explained what was happening to her (as her chair was abruptely pulled from under her and then quite obviously grabbed and crashed into St.Owl's). 

St. knew exactly what was going on.

"That's the girl--"
"I AM A BOY, FOR YOUR INFORMATION--"

"That's the boy that was flying with Feather. The other Animagus. It looks like your prankster and my... person are working together--"
"TOGETHER?! I'M SPOILING EVERYTHING PUCK DOES!"

"Um, against each other but doing the same thing really."
"Who are you talking to?" asked Booksy Owly curiously.

"Um, the boy. I suppose he must be invisible to you--"
"NO! I CAN BE VISIBLE TOO! WATCH!"
And with that, Dev made a very big mistake.

"Oh you IDIOT!" Puck shouted. "I'm alerting the Qu-- um, Feather!" and she vanished in a puff of smoke.

"HA! BEHOLD THE MIGHT OF DEVIL OWL!" Dev said, even louder, apparently oblivious to the fact that she was actually a bit shorter than Air.

The crew blinked.

And blinked again.

"Hey, do you think we should call ourselves the CBers?" someone asked.

They all agreed. 

Feather arrived to a scene of turmoil.

Puck had summoned her quickly-- it was such a good idea to make those gummy bear tattoos-- and she had arrived instantly. But apparently not instantly enough.

Because Feather came to see Devil Owl pinned to the wall, his blaster guarded by Danie, completely defenseless. 

"Oh now what have you gone and done?" Feather groaned. Puck was laughing a little, but she stopped when she saw Feather's expression.

Dark Humor, Feather couldn't help thinking.

"Listen up," said Brookiera briskly. "We've got... um, Devil Owl. Unless you want him to be, um, eliminated, then you'd better tell us exactly what's going on."
Somebody, who was in charge of keeping a firm hold on Devil Owl (and doing it quite well), looked very ready to eliminate him. And as much as Feather wanted to see Dev blasted to kingdom come, it really wasn't in her best interests at the moment. So instead, she decided to play it like the villain. Think Moriarty, she told herself. No, wait, not him. No, not the Master either... think Sherlock. Think bad Sherlock. Yes.

She strode up to the CBers and laughed. "You don't know? You really don't know? After all your sneaking around and spying-- yes, I've noticed-- you have failed to put two and two together? It's four, people!"

She looked around. "But fine. For the life of my collegue, sure, I'll tell you imbiciles who haven't been able to solve the simplest of puzzles. Simpletons, morons! But you are, in fact, the CBers, the Chatterboxers. A special race that are rather hard to find but not terribly-- we got a very lucky break in finding that all of the originals qualified for Hogwarts. All of you! All went here! Now! Isn't that fantastic?" She laughed again. "And we are the Alter Egos. Alter Egos: A second self, as in 1) a trusted friend or 2) the opposite side of a personality. We're number two. Your opposites. That little nagging voice in the back of your head telling you to take the last piece of the pie, or who cares if that's an extra dish for your parents to wash? Saves you the trouble. 

"But we have a problem. You see, if you idiots exist, we can't thrive. We can't be wild and crazy like we need to be. What we've been doing so far is only the beginning! If we are unleashed, we'll wreak havoc. We'll break out of our humanoid shells and ascend space and time and become gods. Almost. Kind of. But, anyway, you have to die. Because if you don't, we'll be cramped in these forms forever. Leashed. Contained. We need to be free.

"So, that's why I've planted bombs all around this room that will go off in about ten minutes."
"Wait, what?" Air stood up. "Isn't there another way to do this besides murdering us in cold blood? And are there more of us? Are there more of you? And why have you been playing pranks on us all year?"

"They weren't pranks," Feather sighed. "They were supposed to make you miserable. Lower your self-esteem. They were also scouting missions. We needed to figure out exactly what you were capable of. For example, it seems Brookiera is more formidable than Somebody--"
"What? They were non-corporeal! That's not fair--"
"--And Wildflower is obviously useless if we want a good, hardy fighter. And did you know we've been stopping your letters all year? They've become increasingly worried. 'Dear Indigo, Are you alright, dearest? Please reply!'  'Hermione, honey, please send us an owl back this time!'" Feather tried her cruel laugh again. She was highly enjoying this. "And I've been writing letters to St.Owl. Aren't I a genius?

"As for two more of your questions: there are more of both of us. Like, let me see--" Feather whipped out a phone-looking device and tapped it. "There's a Scared of Shadows wandering around in England and a Cayke the Cook in America. And there's-- um-- okay, that's a bunch of Chinese characters moving around very fast that I'm going to ignore. 

"As for us, well, you're about to meet them. Because you see, we've summoned the Others."

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Sorry for the delay!

Also, a few notes on this:

1. When I say "originals," I am not trying to do any of this oldie-newbie stuff. It's just part of the plot. Okay?
2. Let me know if anything seems unclear to you. This should be the "revealing" post, but obviously since I'm the author I know all about it already and I want to make sure I've explained it all correctly. If there's a big gaping hole somewhere, well, notify me!

Top! I'd like to make sure there's no gaps before posting again! Please give me feedback!

Why would the AE want to kill the Chatterboxers without AE ?

It's good :)

Top! 

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This is really good.

Gee, I always thought Feather was, like, sweet and innocent. Guess not... 

Anyway, GO CBERS!

What? Don't listen to Abigail. GO AEs! I wish I could be there...

So do I...

No you don't, I'd kill you.

Yeah, right. I don't think you have it in you.

*sputters* How... how DARE you! I CAN kill things! I WILL kill things, I promise! 

Okay! Thanks for the feedback, guys! It's getting rather late, but I'll have another post up by tomorrow!

Jhon: It doesn't matter whether the CBers have AEs or not; they're still sane and in some way mentally linked to the AEs. So they have to kill everyone.

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"Others? What Others?"

Booksy seemed to have spoken everyone's mind. Feather rolled her eyes. "Gosh, you're slow. The other Alter Egos."
"But why now?" said Air. "You're calling for backup because of a bunch of kids?"

Feather shrugged. "Technically, we're a bunch of kids too. Oh, and by the way, I gave you information, so are you going to give Dev back now?"

"Who?" said St.Owl, then "--Oh. I see. He has a nickname?"
"'Course I have a nickname," said Dev grumpily as he was finally released from Somebody's grasp. "You don't wanna have to say 'Devil Owl' every time ya address me, right?"

"You're calm," said Feather, surprised.

"I AM NOT CALM!"

"There we go."

There was silence.

"So, are you going to get rid of those bombs?" asked Rose Bud suddenly.

"Oh, right." Feather tapped her phone-like thing again and tucked it into a back pocket that they all suddenly noticed. "Consider it done."

More silence.

"WHAT THE [CENSORED]!!" shouted Somebody suddenly. "YOU'RE JUST GONNA KILL US ALL BECAUSE YOU WANT TO BE BIG AND MAGICAL OR WHATEVER?! HAVE YOU NO HEART AT ALL? YOU'RE COMPLETELY INSANE!"

Feather blinked. "Correct. Insane means 'in a state of mind that prevents normal perception, behavior, or social interaction; seriously mentally ill.' Most Alter Egos are this way-- we're just born crazy. My type of insanity is a bit more gruesome and subtle as opposed to Dev's, which is more blunt and obvious. Would you like me to go on?"

That was not what Somebody had expected Feather to say at all. "Well, no."

"Good, because there was nothing else to say anyway." Feather checked her watch. "Where are they?"

"Five minutes," said Puck, as her own phone-like instrument dinged.

Feather paced. "They'd better come sooner than that..."

This is getting really good!!! Keep up the good work St!

please add me as a hufflepuff!

brilliant just brilliant.