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meridian_roseTitle: The Young Seeker
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker
Pairing/Characters: Zedd, Cara, Richard, Kahlan
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 424
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legendland prompt: Get In Touch With Your Inner Child" - RKZC or other Midlands characters are magically transformed into kids 13 or under
Summary: Three of the team are made young again, leaving Zedd to try and undo the spell whilst babysitting. He's not impressed.
Warnings: None
"Ow, he's pulling my hair!"
"Wasn't. Grandpa, she stole my last apple and I's was just getting it back, her hair got in the way – ow! She hit me, did you see?"
Zedd buried his face in his hands. It had been a long time since he'd had to deal with young children, and he was more of a 'read a story before bedtime' parent than a 'disciplinarian and educator' parent.
That the children in question were Richard and Kahlan, the One True Seeker and the Mother Confessor, wasn't helping matters.
Then there was Cara.
As a Mord'Sith, she could repel magic, and when the unexpected cloud of magical dust had hit, she'd tried to protect herself. It had only partially worked. While Richard and Kahlan had become six years old in body and mind – their clothing had shrunk with them, thank the Creator for small mercies – Cara had become ten years old, with her mind and memories fully intact.
Cara's defensive manoeuvres had meant Zedd, standing behind her, had only lost maybe five years. Now she regarded him with eyes too wise for a child, looking incongruous in her tight leather suit, which sagged at the front where her cleavage was yet to blossom.
"Shall I agiel them, Wizard?"
"No." Zedd sighed and looked up, saw that Kahlan had scooped up a pile of moss and was hiding it behind her back, no doubt planning mischief. "Put that down, young lady."
Little Kahlan, startled, dropped her makeshift weapon and looked at the floor, contrite. Richard pointed at her and laughed.
"You got told off. You won't have dessert."
Kahlan stuck out her tongue.
"I hope you can undo this spell soon," Cara said. "I have no desire to go through puberty again."
Zedd nodded fervently. "I'm thinking, Cara. But I can't get this wrong. I might make them even younger."
Cara's eyes widened at that. The prospect of toilet training Lord Rahl clearly didn't appeal to her. She glanced worriedly over her shoulder at the young Richard.
"I don't know why you can't be nice," Richard declared. He picked a daisy and offered it to Kahlan. "Here. Let's be friends."
Kahlan took the daisy and stared at Richard. "Boys are dirty and mean," she said, and stamped off towards the river. "I'm going swimming."
Cara rolled her eyes. "I'll make sure she doesn't drown," she said, following Kahlan.
Richard's lower lip trembled.
"Don't cry, my boy," Zedd said.
"I wanna go home," Richard said tearfully.
"As do I," Zedd sighed. "So very often."
Fandom: Legend of the Seeker
Pairing/Characters: Zedd, Cara, Richard, Kahlan
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 424
Prompt: For the
legendland prompt: Get In Touch With Your Inner Child" - RKZC or other Midlands characters are magically transformed into kids 13 or underSummary: Three of the team are made young again, leaving Zedd to try and undo the spell whilst babysitting. He's not impressed.
Warnings: None
"Ow, he's pulling my hair!"
"Wasn't. Grandpa, she stole my last apple and I's was just getting it back, her hair got in the way – ow! She hit me, did you see?"
Zedd buried his face in his hands. It had been a long time since he'd had to deal with young children, and he was more of a 'read a story before bedtime' parent than a 'disciplinarian and educator' parent.
That the children in question were Richard and Kahlan, the One True Seeker and the Mother Confessor, wasn't helping matters.
Then there was Cara.
As a Mord'Sith, she could repel magic, and when the unexpected cloud of magical dust had hit, she'd tried to protect herself. It had only partially worked. While Richard and Kahlan had become six years old in body and mind – their clothing had shrunk with them, thank the Creator for small mercies – Cara had become ten years old, with her mind and memories fully intact.
Cara's defensive manoeuvres had meant Zedd, standing behind her, had only lost maybe five years. Now she regarded him with eyes too wise for a child, looking incongruous in her tight leather suit, which sagged at the front where her cleavage was yet to blossom.
"Shall I agiel them, Wizard?"
"No." Zedd sighed and looked up, saw that Kahlan had scooped up a pile of moss and was hiding it behind her back, no doubt planning mischief. "Put that down, young lady."
Little Kahlan, startled, dropped her makeshift weapon and looked at the floor, contrite. Richard pointed at her and laughed.
"You got told off. You won't have dessert."
Kahlan stuck out her tongue.
"I hope you can undo this spell soon," Cara said. "I have no desire to go through puberty again."
Zedd nodded fervently. "I'm thinking, Cara. But I can't get this wrong. I might make them even younger."
Cara's eyes widened at that. The prospect of toilet training Lord Rahl clearly didn't appeal to her. She glanced worriedly over her shoulder at the young Richard.
"I don't know why you can't be nice," Richard declared. He picked a daisy and offered it to Kahlan. "Here. Let's be friends."
Kahlan took the daisy and stared at Richard. "Boys are dirty and mean," she said, and stamped off towards the river. "I'm going swimming."
Cara rolled her eyes. "I'll make sure she doesn't drown," she said, following Kahlan.
Richard's lower lip trembled.
"Don't cry, my boy," Zedd said.
"I wanna go home," Richard said tearfully.
"As do I," Zedd sighed. "So very often."
