Teach the children

As they reached their home, Claire asked once more. 

" Who wants the greenhouse duty ? " 

The children all raised their hands. 

"Today, it's going to be Robin, Prudence and Dolce. We can go to the greenhouse after snacks." Claire decided. 

" Yay ! " The children cheered louder. 

When Claire comes with them, she will teach them how to use their power carefully, also, she lets them use more than one element to do different jobs. Some of these jobs do include explosions. 

Today, their snack was yogurt poptart. 

Claire hung the curds in the morning, inside a cold box she powered with her own ice power. The chilled yogurt is as creamy as the cream cheese. She flattened it between two ice sheets, removing the excess in the air, and putting it in a jar to be used later. The yogurt sheets floated in front of her. The honey jar floated in front of her, dripping the honey on the yogurt sheets. After its' done, the yogurt sheets floated themselves on the side, like a series of apps ready to be clicked on a transparent TV. 

The bread rose in the air, both ends were sliced off perfectly with a square space blade, then, the bread ends were put together in the bread pocket once again. The breads flattened themselves in the air, then arranged themselves behind the yogurt bars, hugging them from behind, like covering with a blanket. 

The process repeated with one honey bar and one fruit bar with their favorite for each person. Meanwhile, the oil from the oil bottle rose into the air, floating like a bubble. 

Robin jumped up, and waved his hand. 

The cabinet opened and the series of salad plates he made for themselves floated out, setting themselves on the table. 

All the children rushed to the bathroom, trying to wash their hands at the same time. 

They all dried away with hot air as they waved their hands over each other. Zayne dried hands for both Robin and Dolce, given they are eight and six. 

They all seated themselves in front of the table, watching with rapt attention as Claire cooked. 

This part never ceased to amaze them, and it never ceases to amaze Claire, herself either. To think she has given up on such beautiful powers in her last life ! just how stupid was she ? 

The oil was heated just right as they seated themselves. The packed up yogurt bars just floated to the oil bubble, twisted themselves in the now hot oil bubble, then floated gently to the plates, setting themselves there. 

A kettle in the corner rose up, pouring all of them a sweet fruit tea, with zero sugar. 

Claire insisted they drink one or other kind of tea, or at least hot water along with the food, at least when she served snacks in the evening. 

The children huffed and puffed at the piping hot sweet breadsticks in front of them. 

Claire gently clarified the oil, removing the impurities, then swirled it twice in the air, slowly applying ice power, bringing it back to its original temperature. She put the entire oil back in the pot, put everything back in their respective places, then joined the dining table. 

The pop tarts were delightful. 

" hmmmmm…. " The children sang as they ate, especially Brie and Prudence. 

" Sister ! You decide what fruits you want. I promise you, even if you want the tree to grow a hundred meters, I can do it. I will do it even if I have to pour out my heart and blood for it ! " Brie promised excessively. 

" You little foodie ! " claire teased her. 

" Sister ! I will build you an oven to bake the cakes. " Prudence promised from the side. 

" Me too ! I can make anything you want ! I am the best at heating metal. " Credence boasted from the other side. 

" Um.. Um.. " Robin nodded his head busily eating, while he cast his vote with Credence. 

Dolce was too absorbed in licking the tart to even pay attention to them. 

" Then, you all will be working for me this coming weekend. Won't you ! " They all nodded, still drunk on the sweetness of the tart. 

Claire handed Zayne a diagram. 

This was what she made today in the classroom. 

" What is it ? " 

" This is a current measuring device. This is for Dolce to practice. Eventually, I want him to be able to control the electricity well enough to charge or power a battery. " Claire explained. 

" The board is made of wood, for the wires, you can make them from the little bronze we have at home. Melting bronze is no problem for you, right ? Credence said he has talent with metal, I want him to start off from creating wires. " Claire explained. 

Zayne nodded. 

Indeed, his combat prowess was good, but killing enemies does not mean you survive yourselves. The children all need to have not just the means to protect themselves, also the means to survive. 

Claire and the children set off to the greenhouse. 

Dolce jumped up to follow her. He was the happiest to zap things in the green house. 

Now that the actual veggies are bigger, it's easier to recognize and zap the weeds out of existence. 

Robin was to collect the beans and peas from the trellis. 

Claire just trimmed branches for the plant, making sure it's not going out of control. Given they have Robin, the trellis need not be at a height they could reach at all. Instead, it can totally grow into the sky, as tall as it could get. They just collect pods as they see fit. 

She collected two lettuces, herbs and the fern heads they planted in the side. Then, she taught Credence how to loosen the earth with earth power, so that pulling out onions and garlic will become easier. She grew ten plants by the edges for Prudence to practice. 

Prudence was just too good at turning over earth. While she pulled out the onions too easily, Prudence even went a step ahead and removed all the dirt from the plants using her ability. It was more delicate use than Claire taught her. 

" Well done. " Claire praised her. 

Dolce rushed ahead to show her. 

" Me too. Me too." he pulled at Claire's hands, as he shewed his zapping the weeds. 

' Thank the good, earth is where we send the excess electricity. ' Claire sweat dropped as she realized the amount of power in little Dolce's zaps.

She thought she was going overboard by building him a converter to charge just an home powering inverter, but now she realized, he could totally power up the powerplant if he wants to do it. 

Perhaps she should buy or create an industrial strength battery if she wants to tire Dolce out of his energy. 

" It's not bad. But Dolce, see this. Just this much power is enough. Ultra power is for big monsters. These are little plants, so a little zap is enough. " She displayed a very tempered lightning, which just burned the weed, and most of its roots, but not the soil. 

" Like this ? " Dolce tried. 

It's still too much power. 

" A little less. " Claire told him. 

Dolce tried again. 

" Lesser. " … 

She repeated the process for almost twelve times before Dolce got the hang of it. 

" Just right. Our Dolce is quite smart," Claire said, patting him on the head. 

Dolce beamed at her. 

They returned for the night. Dinner was simple soup, greens and bread. Claire had given out all her rice on her to the orphans, rest was at Island home. 

After dinner, the family is each on individual schedules. Dolce and Robin were put to bed, while Brie, Prudence and Credence had to work on their own. Almost all of them had become extremely interested in studying as they realized their powers.

Zayne had become a hermit after realizing the gap between himself and Z-star. He focused his all on his own inner world, making it stronger. 

Claire focussed her all on the third eye. It's been a while since she has seen it. 

This time around, she decided she must find her way out. 

So, every day, she would map the layout till she could match the location of the third eye to a place she could get to. 

Today, she continued going through the paths till my telekinesis was used up. She could always pump more magic, she would be more tired. In a real life situation she could do that, but not in an everyday situation. Magical fatigue reduces life span, in a far more direct way. In her last life, if she did not die when she did, her body would have given out on her soon after. 

Magical fatigue is fatal. More importantly, people get desensitized to it far too easily, for it is addictive, just like a state of losing all pain. 

In a war, you keep fighting through your injuries till you die. 

After the map is done, she analyzes the contract magic trying to figure out the key parts needed in such an item.