Misty

We stood in the bakery, reading the selections before deciding what we wanted—there were so many goodies to choose from. Why can't they simplify it with an arrow pointing to it, like they do on those mall maps? You are here. Choose this food. Simple. Nope. You have a million selections to choose from.

While I decided what I wanted without Nash's help, the others were having an interesting discussion behind us.

"That makes no sense," Nathan told Nolan.

"Sure it does," Nolan said.

"How so?" Noah asked.

"It's like that movie where the kid saw dead people. Instead of saying I see dead people, I can say I see stupid people. That way, I don't get sued." He pointed at them and nodded.

Nash and I turned our heads and looked at Nolan. Is this what this fool was talking about?

"Who would want to sue your stupid ass? They wouldn't get much except a damn headache," Nathan said.

"Says the guy who decks someone who looks at him wrong," Nolan said.

"He has a point. You do tend to hit people who glance at you," Noah said.

"Unlike my boy band wannabe father, I don't like people staring at me. So sue me." Nathan shrugged.

"If you keep hitting people without justification, you will get sued," Nolan said.

"Try explaining to your dad how you bankrupted him. That conversation should go over well," Noah said.

"That will never happen since my ma will beat the hell out of them," Nathan said.

"I love Aunt Sage. She doesn't take shit from anyone," Nolan said.

I looked at Nash. "Is there ever a time when your family doesn't discuss violence?"

"Have you met my family?" Nash asked with a raised brow.

"I married you in our past life. Yes, I'm quite aware of what your family is like."

"And you'll marry me again if I have my way."

"Slow your roll, buddy." I patted his chest. "We need to survive four years of college before that even happens. Who knows? I might run off with tall, dark, and demonic." I shrugged.

Nash cocked his head to the side, unamused with my response.

"Maggie, you might not want to piss off Nash. It won't end well for you or us," Noah said.

"Nash is jumping the gun with his plan for our future. He forgets we need to defeat a demon first. I don't want to accept a marriage proposal if he loses. That would suck ass."

"At least this Maggie is more entertaining than the last time," Nolan said.

"Who needs to worry about a demon with Maggie inciting Nash's temper?" Nathan asked.

Did these boys forget I wouldn't make it easy for Nash this time? Did their parents drop them on their heads and forget to tell them? I refuse to let Nash take me for granted like the first time.

******
Valentino

Normally, I would get pissed at Mags for what she said, but she warned me she wouldn't make things easy for me this time. I wouldn't expect anything less from her.

We reached the counter and found Emilio working.

"What can I get you? Please don't ask if I'm gay," Emilio whispered the last part.

"Well, are you?" Nolan asked.

Emilio widened his eyes. "No! I swear!"

"Are you sure?"

"Positive!"

"Then how come you don't have a girlfriend?"

Emilio groaned.

I pressed my finger to Nolan's arm and zapped him.

"Quit it, Nash!" Nolan rubbed his arm, glaring at me.

"Quit asking stupid questions. Emilio already said he wasn't gay." I shrugged.

Something hit me in the back of the head. I rubbed my head and glanced at Nathan before noticing a Snickers bar on the floor. I picked it up and held it up to him. "What's this?"

"You're not yourself when you're hungry," Nathan said with a shrug.

Noah and Nolan laughed.

I smacked Nathan in the face with the Snickers bar. "Neither are you."

Emilio asked us, "Are you ordering something or smacking each other with candy bars?"

Nolan snatched the candy bar from my hand, unwrapped it, and took a bite.

I shook my head and ordered two turkey sandwiches, chips, and pops for Mags and me.

Diego rushed past us while tying an apron around his waist.

"You're late," Emilio told him.

"My class ran over." Diego shrugged.

"How did you get hired to work at the bakery?" Noah asked Diego.

"I get free food." Diego grinned.

Mags snorted a laugh.

"Get Noah and me two muffins and coffees," Nathan ordered. "Where's your better half?"

Diego grabbed two muffins before making the coffee for them. "He discovered the school has an auto shop with an old car."

"Of course he did," Nathan said.

"Where's Nixon?" Diego set the coffee on the counter.

"Hanging out with his spiritual advisor, hoping he can help us with our current issue," Nolan said.

"And what's that?"

"Tall, dark, and demonic."

"Good luck, Nixon." Diego shrugged before getting another order.

We took our food and drinks to a free table and sat down. I devoured my food before getting another sandwich.

*******
Misty

Nash grabbed another sandwich since the other one hadn't sated him. Larry, Moe, and Curly sat down at the table to eat when Nash returned with a sandwich, a piece of pie, and a dozen donuts and dug in.

"A bit hungry there, Nash?" Nathan asked.

Nash chewed and looked at Nathan but didn't say anything while he devoured his food. I watched Nash until my eyes expanded like saucers. I got up and dragged Nash from his seat.

"Mags! I haven't finished eating yet!" Nash yelled.

"You can finish in a moment!" I yelled back while dragging Nash behind the bakery into the wooded area. Once I found a safe spot from everything, I hurried from Nash until I put a safe distance between us.

The cousins ran up to me and stopped when the ground vibrated under our feet. We stared at the ground before lifting our gazes to Nash as the energy expended from him, making the surrounding trees explode. We crouched and covered our heads as splintered wood dropped to the ground. We slowly removed our arms from our heads as we rose to a standing position. Nash ran his hand through his hair and blew air past his lips as he glanced at the destruction around him.

"Correct me if I'm wrong." Noah raised his finger. "But that's normal."

We looked at Noah before rolling our eyes.

Besides taking out a psychotic demon, we had to figure out why Nash kept expending energy. The only telltale sign was when his appetite increased. It was like he was burning calories faster than he could ingest.

"Hey, Noah. What happens when an athlete is performing?" I asked.

"They consume more calories because they exert more energy. Why?" Noah asked.

"Oh, no reason except Nash is exerting more energy like an athlete." I shrugged.

The cousins glanced at me with knitted brows. I blew air past my lips, knowing this had something to do with what was coming.

*******
Valentino

I walked toward Mags and my cousins as the soles of my sneakers stepped on broken wood.

"Damn, Nash. When you want to make a statement, you do," Nathan said.

I looked at Nathan and rolled my eyes before taking Mags' hand and leading her to the bakery. My cousins followed us. Where the hell was Nix?

I sat at the table and finished my food when Nix finally joined us at the bakery. He grabbed a donut and bit into it.

"Where the hell have you been?" I asked.

Nix chewed and swallowed, "Getting a job as Castiel's assistant."

"Why?" Nathan asked.

"Castiel has the information we need to help us defeat this stupid demon."

"You missed the show. Nash made trees explode like the Fourth of July," Noah said.

Nix glanced at me. "When did you start making trees explode?"

"On our way home from West Virginia this past summer," I said, finishing a donut.

Nix finished his donut before wiping his mouth. "Isn't there a time you don't make things explode?"

"It's not like I get a choice." I shrugged.

"Let me get a drink. I might have an answer to your problem." Nix got up and headed to the counter to grab a drink.

We watched Emilio and Nix argue about each other's sexuality. I got off and dragged Nix back to the table to save Emilio from getting throttled. They can argue later. I needed answers.

"I see the love affair between you and Marco hasn't faded through time," Nathan said.

"Piss off," Nix grumbled.

Noah and Nolan snickered.

"Who cares if Nix and Marco want to challenge each other's sexuality? I want to find out why I'm expending energy before I lose my shit," I said as the lights dimmed.

Everyone glanced around at the bakery.

"Then stop drawing attention to yourself. It's making this demon find you," Nix said.

"What?" I asked.

"Nash, I know why you're expending more energy."

We exchanged glances. Why didn't I like what Nix would tell us?