Me: "I think it's time to get started on your story."
Mer: Opens one eye and peeks at me from under a blanket. "You left me for last. Why should I wake up now?"
Me: Exaggerated sigh. Merritt is my problem child. "Because it's time for your Destiny to unfold."
Mer: Sitting up. "What makes you think you know anything about my Destiny? Lachesis is responsible for Destiny, and has been since long before you started writing us into life."
Me: Taking a fortifying swallow of Diet Coke. "It's my job to know these things. Now get out of that bed and participate. You'll regret it if you leave your Destiny up to me. You know you will."
Mer: Tossing the covers back with a snap. "All right. I'm up." She squints at me. "You've already started writing and you've put me in...oh, well, then. I've always wanted to go to Scotland."
Me: "Um-hmm. But I'll probably move you to Ireland soon."
Mer: Bouncing up and grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. "Ireland is okay. Now, what about a guy? I'm the only one of us priestesses left without a guy, so you better make him good. I'm thinking really hot and with some magick. McK and Shealie both got guys with magick. I definitely want a hot magick guy."
Me: Another sigh. "We'll see. The first thing you need to do is enter the land of Faerie and - "
Mer: Tapping her foot, interrupting me. "No. I don't like that at all. I'm a priestess. We work for the Fates and they have nothing to do with the Fae, so that's a really bad idea."
Me: Chuckling. "Too late. You overslept, and things happen when you ignore the alarm clock. Now, I'm going to show you the entrance to Faerie, but the rest is up to you to figure out."
Mer: Blinking furiously. "You can't be serious. There isn't even a path."
Me: Smiling enigmatically. "That's right. You need to find your own way or you won't learn your Destiny."
Mer: Huffing. "Do I have to swim? I don't have an aversion to water like McKenna, but that looks like seriously cold water. No. I won't do it." She crosses her arms.
Me: Grinning. "Your choice. There's land there too, you know. And if you don't do it, there definitely won't be a guy in your life. And you'll be stuck at seventeen forever."
Mer: Glaring. "You're threatening me."
Me: Raising eyebrows.
Mer: "Okay. But I'm not gonna make this easy for you." She peeks around the edge of the photograph and disappears.
Typical Merritt. Now I'll have to chase her and see what she's gotten into. Please join us as we explore Norway (I didn't tell her about that. Heheheh.), Ireland, Scotland, and England. It should be interesting to see what unfolds. So, tell me, what do you think should happen to Merritt when she enters the land of Faerie?