Josie got home and unlocked the door. She stepped inside. The girls had armed


    themselves somehow with clubs. Elaine had her crossbow pointed at the door.


    “Don’t shoot,” said Josie. “I’m unarmed.”


    “Jack?,” asked Elaine.


    “He’s taking care of some personal business,” said Josie. “I told him I would deal


    with the tax collectors. Are they still in the icebox?”


    “Yes,” said Elaine. “What are you going to do with them?”


    “I am going to let them go after making them normal again,” said Josie. “And then


    we’re going to have some sandwiches and I am going to bed so I can be ready for


    tomorrow.”


    “So you are going out with the adventurers?,” said Elaine.


    “Yes,” said Josie. “If Jack can make artifacts for you girls, what do you want to do


    with them?”


    “Avoid work,” said Melanie.


    “Learn to cook,” said Angelica. “Better than what I can do now.”


    “I want to be able to fly,” said Laura. “That was great when we were cutting through


    the sky. I want to do that, but without an airship.”


    “I want to be able to learn everything I need,” said Matilda. “It doesn’t sound


    practical compared to the others but I would like to be able to do things where I didn’t


    have to depend on others.”


    “Super archer,” said Alicia. “Best archer in the whole world.”


    Beatrice said nothing. She frowned at her adopted sisters. She looked at Josie.


    “I have to think about it,” said Beatrice. “Avoiding work sounds good if you have


    work to do and aren’t on the streets, flying is good for traveling as long as you don’t


    hit anything, learning to cook better won’t replace natural skill, and knowing things


    won’t replace experience. Being the best archer means nothing unless you plan to


    fight all the time. Right now there is nothing I want, and no reason to chase about


    after it.”


    “I understand,” said Josie. Her mother had wanted things for her, but she just couldn’t


    see it, and had carved her own way. She was willing to let Beatrice do the same if she


    wanted.


    Beatrice nodded at her own thoughts. She had been on the street for a while. She


    knew what it was like to have to chase after every meal, run from the Guard, and face


    down small monsters who were also trying to scavenge a living. Jack and Josie had


    taken her in and treated her like their kin. She could live with that as long as it lasted.


    “All right,” said Josie. “I am going to have to deal with the tax men and send them


    off. You girls might want to wait in the other room until I am done.”


    “We’ve all seen naked men,” said Beatrice. She slapped her club against her hand.


    “I don’t need them thinking we’re going to beat them to death,” said Josie. She


    paused. “But that is an option.”


    “Go ahead,” said Elaine. “We will hold the doors for the living room and the personal


    quarters. I will personally have my crossbow ready in case they try to get shirty.”


    “After the last few hours, that might be the last thing on their minds,” said Josie. She


    waved at the Ducklings and Elaine to take their places. “Let’s get this over with


    before Jack comes home and starts clowning around.”


    She went into the kitchen and brought out the cup and saucer Jack had used for his


    prison cell. She turned the cup over and let the webbed up Guards fall to the floor.


    She ignored their tiny cries. She stepped back so she wouldn’t step on them.


    She didn’t want to do that unless she had to.


    Josie called on Zatanna. She was going to need the magic to reverse what Jack had


    done. And she wanted to make sure they knew enough not to come back.


    Some people only had to be told once. Others needed something more than telling


    before they got the message.


    “All right, guys,” said Josie. She let them grow back to their rightful size and let the


    webbing finish burning away on its own. “We fixed the tax bill. Magistrate Lewn will


    no longer be signing for jobs for your shadow board. The Duke knows about it now


    and he isn’t too happy about the fact you guys were ripping him off.


    “So I am going to let you live the limited time you have before the Duke figures out


    who you are if he ever does, but these are my three conditions. Jack will think I am


    going soft and I don’t want that. He’ll start stealing all the ice cream he can get his


    hands on until I have do something harsh.”


    “The Duke knows about this,” said one the guards. He looked at his comrades. “It


    came with his authority.”


    “The old Duke knew about it,” said Josie. “The new Duke wants to know where his


    money is.”


    “What are you talking about?,” asked the surly leader of the group. He glared at her.


    You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.


    “Someone has been keeping the money you guys have been collecting for the Duchy,”


    said Josie. “Now that the new Duke knows this, he wants the money back. As my


    friend Jack says, heads will roll for this. But that’s not my problem. You guys are my


    problem and I have two ways of fixing that problem.


    “The first way is a short, violent death for you, but that won’t send the message I want


    to send. It would be so easy to turn you into falling stars and let you explode when


    you hit the ground. The girls say I should ease back. The city isn’t going to want to


    clean up my splattered bodies forever. Just because I have a hammer, not everything


    is nails.”


    Josie paused. She saw on some of their faces that those guards had dealt with the


    aftermath of her and Jack literally dropping bodies on the city. And they had not liked


    the experience.


    They would like it even less if it happened to them personally.


    “So these are my three conditions,” said Josie. “And then you can leave and never


    return. Am I understood? Any of you who want to be dropped on the city is welcome


    to step to the right so I can do that first.”


    The Guards stepped to the left to make sure they didn’t have to worry about that


    before things were done.


    “The first condition is you are going to be the best Guards you can be,” said Josie.


    “No more bribery, no more corruption, no more committing crimes yourself. As soon


    as our business is settled you will go back to your lives and do your jobs the best way


    you can. Do the right thing. Help people.


    “The second condition is you will work on improving your fellow Guards until they


    come up to snuff. Any who have the Makeover should be avoided because they are


    going to die soon. Don’t join in with them, and shun them as much as you can.


    “The third condition is to warn your fellow Guards off the Shadow Board if you can.


    The Duke has stated he wants that money for the Treasury. I doubt he will think twice


    about taking it out of the people who gathered the money in the first place.


    “And I am going to give you a reminder to carry with you until you hit the bar,” said


    Josie. She exerted part of her power as Zatanna to hex them. “Any time you do


    something wrong, you are going to lose a pound. Eventually you will just vanish.


    When you get to where you don’t have to decide to be a good person, the curse will


    come off. Think of it as a conscience made of a horrendous disease that will eat you


    alive until you are dead, or can convince it you can do the right thing without


    someone sitting on your shoulder.”


    “You can’t do that to us,” said the leader of the tax collectors.


    “As the champion of order at the moment, I can do it, and have done it,” said Josie.


    “If I have to deal with you like this again, I will consider using the hammer. Am I


    understood? Go home. Think about what you are going to have to do. And use


    tomorrow to be a better person. Good night, gentlemen. Do not let us meet like this


    again.”


    She waved her hand and the naked men were out on the street, wondering where they


    could get clothes in the middle of the night without getting into trouble. They began


    running to their homes, using alleys to navigate the city.


    “I don’t think that was kind, or merciful,” said Elaine.


    “I’m not inclined to be either,” said Josie. “But sometimes I try to do something else


    other than setting people on fire.”


    “I wonder what they will do next,” asked Beatrice.


    “I don’t know,” said Josie. “I think you girls should get ready for bed. I know I have


    to so I can see what’s what in the morning. Maybe we can change the world with this


    new approach.”


    “Maybe they will think getting rid of you will lift their curse and they come back to


    do that,” said Melanie.


    “I guess I will have to put the door shutter down and do something about security,”


    said Josie. “Maybe what we need is a dog.”


    “A dog?,” said Melanie. “Will it have long hair and a gentle disposition?”


    “I doubt it,” said Josie. “And I think trying to teach it to fetch for you is going too far


    at being lazy.”


    “I would never do that,” said Melanie.


    “Too much work,” said Matilda.


    “In any case, we might need something that will watch the place for us when we are


    out,” said Josie. “That will prevent more break-ins and keep things the way we like


    them. And you girls have to get ready for practice tomorrow.”


    “Are you really the champion of order?,” asked Laura.


    “I don’t know,” said Josie. “It depends on what the Society actually is. Now we have


    to get ready for bed and get ready for tomorrow.”


    “I think learning how to fight was a good idea,” said Beatrice. “Thank you for not just


    killing them out of hand. A warning may not be heeded but at least you gave one this


    time.”


    “If I can use this to change the city, it will be a win for us,” said Josie. “The amount


    of corruption we are seeing may cause those eight guys to die to the hands of their


    fellow cops. We’ll have to keep an eye on them to make sure nothing happens, I


    guess.”


    “I’ll have to get ready for the dinner tomorrow,” said Elaine. “I won’t be able to take


    the girls to the adventurers’ hall.”


    “I’ll do it,” said Josie. “I have to meet Fass’s crew there with the airship. I might as


    well take them with me.”


    “Thank you,” said Elaine. “That will make things easier for me.”


    “It’s just dinner with the Harps and Master Guin,” said Josie. “They’re not our


    parents.”


    “I know, but I am still nervous,” said Elaine.


    “You will make a great wife,” said Beatrice. She nudged the other girls and they


    threw in their agreement. “Will you stay here, or move out?”


    “Stay,” said Alicia. “You’re our biggest sister.”


    “You are our friend, and we want you to do what you think you think is right,” said


    Beatrice. “I want your room if you move out. That way I can find a man of my own.”


    “That won’t happen,” said Laura.


    “I will get a boyfriend before you,” said Beatrice.


    “Hold on,” said Josie. She looked at Elaine. The assistant still held her crossbow at


    the ready in case she had to use it. “There’s more to finding the right person to share


    your life with than how fast you can do the horizontal mambo.”


    “What is the horizontal mambo?,” asked Matilda.


    “I think you are too young for this conversation, young lady,” said Josie. “Come


    back in twenty five years.”


    “That’s what everyone says,” said Matilda.


    “I think you should go to bed,” said Josie. “Beatrice and Laura will explain it to you


    in the morning.”


    “I don’t know what the horizontal mambo is either,” said Laura.


    Beatrice made a gesture with both hands.


    “Oh,” said Laura. “I do know what that is.”


    “Beatrice and Laura, let’s have this talk in the office upstairs,” said Josie. She rubbed


    her face. “I never thought I would be having a talk about responsibility. Everyone


    else, go to bed. Master Harp will be trying to shape you into swordswomen


    tomorrow.”


    She made a gesture for the Ducklings to get moving. She wondered what kind of talk


    that Jack got from his mom. He probably got it from his sisters.


    She led the way upstairs to the office. She settled behind the desk. She looked around.


    The office looked more organized than what she remembered. Maybe the cleaning


    spell had done that.


    Beatrice and Laura came in. They took the other seats. Elaine stood by the closed


    door.


    “All right,” said Josie. “What’s his name? Let’s start with that. Then we’ll talk about


    what you want and what I want.”


    “Are you going to treat him badly?,” said Beatrice.


    “Maybe,” said Josie. “But that’s something that will come after we talk about this.”