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As she wakes up, Aggie swears she can hear roaring, as though someone's tearing past on a motorcycle outside. Only when she opens her eyes, all she can see is Goblin purring on her chest, the rumbling louder than anything ever. She's also more aware than ever of the particular smell of her cat, not unpleasant but familiar. However, now she's picking up the scent of his food, of his cat litter, even the lingering scent of his favorite rubber toys.

Aggie knows she's never done this before and it doesn't matter that it's late at night. She has to go to Barbara.

Quickly, she hurries upstairs and knocks on Barbara's door.

"I think something happened again!"

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It's better, in her mind, that Barbara doesn't look. The raw steak helps in the way that drinking water on an empty stomach does. There's something inside of her, but it's not real sustenance.

"I came home from school. I talked with Flavia a bit and then I came inside and you've been with me up until I went to bed and nothing happened there..."

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"That makes this a city thing then." one of those things that just seems to happen. Like Ice Bees. Or everyone being here in the first place. Not that it makes me feel any better because hell, having something I could actually chase down would be the ideal here, even it it was crazy and magical.

"Which means it might be temporary? I mean the really crazy things that happen seem to have a short shelf life. So this might just be something we have to ride out for a little while." Oh, God I hope so, because I'm barely up to raising a little witch, I don't know if I can handle a little vampire.

[ghost_holder]

"Good," Aggie agrees. Eating the steak, completely raw, puts a more stable feeling in the pit of her stomach even if she's a little repulsed by what she's just done herself.

"I still think the Furbies are worse."