Upon thinking about it, she did remember him feeding the squirrels with her brother at times, but this was something altogether different. As he fed p...anuts to the perching squirrels, he made his way into the trees.“Just the two of you? Where’s everybody else at?” he asked. “You hiding back here? You weren’t shy a few minutes ago when you were jumping everywhere trying to get my attention.”She scrunched up her nose, wondering how that could be. The animals had only seemed to notice him as he. As he defended against another barrage of fireballs with his whips, Morgan enacted the technique she’d been waiting to use. With a wave of her hand, several thick tree roots burst through the wall and floor around Merlin, wrapping around his limbs and waist. He was trapped.“Too slow, old man!” she crowed.Merlin attempted to escape by turning intangible, but to no avail. Morgan had managed to enchant the roots so that such a spell would be ineffective against them.“So what now? Kill me in. We only lived a few hundred feet from each other and we were often together just having fun. So one day Roger asked me if I wanted to spend the night with him. I said ok because it sounded like a fun thing to do. Little did I know how it would turn out...So we get to Roger's house and are in his room laughing and just chilling. Seems that we did that for a big part of the night but finally went to bed quiet late. Tired and not even having a thought about anything except sleep. At least at that. Thenon to my room to get dressed. I was surprised that I had trouble buttoning myshirt! Somehow all the buttons were backwards! Then I realized that they werecorrect for 'boys' clothes. I must have gotten used to buttoning Donna Anne'sclothes the past weekend.The whole week just seemed to drag by. I think I really missed being 'DonnaAnne'. I hung out with Jeff a couple of nights. He tried several times to getme to tell him what my costume was. I wouldn't tell him. He even offered totell me what.