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[Q] A Potion, I Gues
There was a thing that didn’t agree with Amadeus, that just didn’t feel correct. Being in the shadows. Being out of the spotlight. It just wasn’t for him. And he was too long out of the spotlights for now. Way too long. He had band problems. He always had band problems. He always had problems, period. He wasn’t going to deny it: he was a jerk. It just was easier to treat people badly before they could do it to him. Way easier. So now, instead of fixing his problems or being a better person, he decided to go try his luck. Try for a potion from Chihiro. He needed a change and he wasn’t that desperate to change his personality. Too bad. So he walked to Chihiro, no time to lose. He didn’t knock at the door, not his style. He preferred to enter without being announced. He went to Chihiro’s desk, where she was too busy with her grimoire to notice Amadeus’ rudeness. “Ahem,” Amadeus tried, succeeding in getting attention. “Yes?” Chihiro asked, finally looking up from her spells. “I want a potion,” Amadeus said, no intention on elaborating, “Who doesn’t?” Chihiro said, attention back to her grimoire. “Fine, are you going to give me one or not?” Amadeus again all rudeness. “You get this page, gather ingredients, and do whatever it says, and I will turn it in a potion to you.” Chihiro handed the page to Amadeus, eyes not even glancing at him. “Thanks, I guess.” He picked the page. Disappointed with the lack of attention. Chihiro should be the one thanking him for gracing her with his presence, that was the truth. Outside of Chihiro’s station, Amadeus looked puzzled at his instructions. He needed some mushrooms, any but red ones. Easy enough, even for him. But the other ingredient was fur from a hairless cat. It sounded like a riddle to him. How would he even find a hairless cat, let alone one with fur! He cursed under his breath. He had half a mind to go back and complain to Chihiro. But decided to give it a try before going back. Fuel his rage a bit before the big complaint. He walked to the forest, complaining all the way. If there was one thing Amadeus like to do, it was complaining. He walked around, looking at the group. He didn’t like to get his paws dirty, but it seemed like there was no escaping from it. It didn’t take much to find some dirty brown mushrooms, under a tree. He gathered some, cursing under his breath. He hated so much to have to touch those kinds of things. Yikes. Still, he gathered as much as the recipe asked. Now he only needed the fur from a hairless cat. That was so dumb. He didn’t want even to have to track down a hairless cat, it was hairless how would it have fur! Still, he walked to the market, looking at each cat that passed. The most attention he had paid in years. At least for any people that weren’t a hot guy. Until he spotted a purple hairless cat. She carried a guitar on her back. And she had hair. Full head hair. A hairless cat with hair! Exactly what he needed! Finally some luck. Amadeus approached the cat, a big smile on his face. “Hello, gorgeous,” he tried, batting eyelashes. “Are you talking to me?” she looked with disgust to Amadeus, and her face almost screamed: please don’t talk to me. Just peachy. “Yeah, who else would it be?” Amadeus kept trying, smile a broad as possible. “Falena, no. I’m not into dudes, just stop.” Again her look was one of disgust. Not caring for Amadeus’ seduction. “Fine.” Amadeus sighed, defeated. “Look, I need to make a potion. I need a hair of a hairless cat. You are hairless and you have hair. Can you, like, give me some hair?” “That’s weird,” she stated, but looked convinced enough. “It’s Amadeus, right?” “Yeah, do we know each other?” Amadeus looked at her properly for the first time. She was in some band, he was sure of it. “I’m Portia, I’m part of the signing unicorn band, you know it, right?” Portia offered. “Oh, yeah, Fudge’s band, I remember.” Amadeus wanted to add how he didn’t actually enjoy the band, and how they were merely alright at it. They looked like a college band that played at their garage and nowhere else. But Amadeus shut up, wanting to get on Portia’s good side. “How much hair do you need? I don’t exactly have much to give.” “One strand would be enough.” Amadeus was again all smiles. Now things were looking well enough for him. “Fine, here you go,” Portia said, pulling out one strand of her hair. “Next time just ask, don’t do the creepy hitting on me thing.” “Will remember it, don’t worry.” Amadeus barely paid attention, too focused on his last ingredient. “Bye, I guess?” Portia tried, walking away. Amadeus didn’t reply, not caring so much to be nice. He walked back to his place, opening his door to the mess of his flat. It was small, but it was all his. So it was good enough. Well, not good enough, but what he could do for now. Good enough would be a palace, full of expensive furniture. That would be good enough. He looked in his kitchen for a knife, he needed to cut up all the mushrooms. Then he needed to mix it with the strand of hair, and probably say some weird word. Like abracadabra or something. It sounded so dumb. But now Amadeus was invested, so there he went, after a knife. He found one knife alright, kinda dull, kinda ugly. He wished he had pretty things, but money wasn’t that good. And he was always on the verge of breaking up with the band. Well, not really, he would never do it. The band was just amazing, but they sometimes got fed up with his attitude. It was fair, but still. He started to cut up the mushrooms. Thin slices, just like the recipe. He almost cut himself a couple of times. A memory came to him, something about dull knives being dangerous. But he ignored it and managed to finish the mushrooms without serious injuries. A win, finally. Amadeus put the thinly sliced mushrooms in a bowl. The only clean bowl in the house. That potion was better to be good. Be worth he had to do dishes. Ugh. He picked the single strand of hair from Portia and put it into the bowl. He looked at the page, it said to mash the mushroom with the hair while chanting “urso polar”. It sounded very dumb. But since he was there, why not do it? He mashed the mushrooms and hair, first slowly, lazily. Then with a quick pace, only wanting to be done already. “urso polar, urso polar, urso polar.” Something sparkled in the bowl. And, well, Amadeus guessed that it meant it had worked, probably. Well, it was as good as it would get. He stopped mashing the mushroom, looking at the ugly, brown goop. Disgusting. He was not going to gulp it down. No matter what. That was just awful and disgusting and he didn’t even like mushrooms. Ew. He walked back to Chihiro, carrying the ugly mushroom goop. The walk was quick, he didn’t want to think how this ‘potion’ would be after it had time to rot. He didn’t need such a smell on his memory. He, again, didn’t knock, entering the house without an invitation. Good thing he wasn’t a vampire. He went to Chihiro and dumped the bowl with the disgusting goop on Chihiro’s desk. She looked mildly startled by it. But analyzed the goop still. “Very interesting,” Chihiro offered. She now looked with interest to the goop. “If you taste it I’m going to gag,” Amadeus stated, face all disgust. “Don’t worry, I don’t intend to.” Chihiro waved dismissively. “It has very interesting properties, it’s all.” “Fine,” Amadeus said, waiting for Chihiro to finish analyzing the ‘potion’. He waited a bit more, and her interest didn’t seem to diminish. “Are you, uh going to give me a potion or what?” “You aren’t very patient, are you?” Chihiro asked, but still stopped looking at the disgusting goop. Ugh, Amadeus couldn’t even bear looking at it. Thinking of all the dirt the mushrooms were in. Disgusting, that what it was. “So, my potion?” Amadeus asked again, impatience growing more and more. “I kinda have more stuff to do, band practice and all. People waiting for me and all.” “Sure, let me find you something,” Chihiro offered, leaving to rummage through her potions. “You won’t give me a potion that will do something like turn me in a frog, right?” Amadeus started, not convinced by the silence that followed. “I know I would be a very handsome frog, but I really don’t have time for this kind of stuff.” “No, no frogs, don’t worry.” Chihiro rolled her eyes. “There you go.” “Thanks,” Amadeus muttered, leaving fast.