"Love potion!"
"Check!"
"Sickness potion!"
"Check!"
"Weather potion!"
"Uhh… check!"
"Whew!" Victoria mewed, "that took long enough!"
"You're telling me that," Mistoffelees agreed, "but you're not the one making them."
"Oh please!" Victoria groaned, "it was your decision to become a magician."
"Psh… well, inventory is done!" Misto meowed cheerfully, walking out of the dark potion storage room.
It was the monthly cleaning day in the Junkyard, and everyone was getting into the act, even Bustopher Jones.
"Misto! You forgot one!" Victoria called, picking up a bottle containing a glowing lavender liquid.
"I did?" Mistoffelees asked, picking up the bottle in confusion, "Gender Potion…" the tuxedo cat read out loud, "That's funny… I don't remember making this potion."
"Well, lets see what it does," Victoria suggested, taking the bottle away from Misto and opening it up.
"Don't do that!" Misto cried, snatching it away from the snowy white queen when she was about to drink it.
"Why not?" She fretted, bouncing up and down in annoyance.
"It could be fatal to Jellicles for all we know," Misto answered, walking outside his den and outside the Junkyard gates.
When Mistoffelees was about to pour it into the ground, Victoria let out a wail.
"Don't pour it!" Victoria screamed, pushing Misto over, sending drops of the lavender potion all over the Junkyard.
"Vicky!" Mistoffelees whined, staring at the empty potion bottle.
"Sorry! Sorry!" Victoria meowed in apology, "I just… was so curious!"
"Curiosity killed the cat," Mistoffelees meowed in a matter-of-factly voice.
"And satisfaction brought it back," Victoria responded with a smug face.
"Whatever. The potion is gone, that's all that matters," Mistoffelees sighed, looking at the bubbling liquid soak into the ground.
Victoria let out a snort, then stormed back into the gates of the Junkyard.
The two young Jellicles didn't know what the potion would do… but early in the morning… the whole entire Junkyard would go under the spell of the Gender Potion
The Next Morning…
"TUGGER!" Bombalurina shrieked, waking up to find her husband, "What happened to you?"
"I slept," He answered, scratching his arm, "Why?"
"Look at you!" Bombalurina whimpered, pointing to him in horror
Slowly… Tugger did look and was pleasantly surprised at what he found.
"Whoa!" He took a gander at his new set of hips, legs, arms and his waist.
"You're… you're a… queen!" Bomba gasped, starting to quiver.
Tugger wasn't as dramatized as his mate, he was focused on his new set.
Slowly, he lifted up his right hand and started playing with one.
"COOL!" He meowed excitedly.
Bombalurina blinked, "I can't believe you! Our whole marriage is at sake here!"
She stumbled into the small "bathroom" in their den. The "bathroom" was made up as a broken mirror hanging on a wall and a hose.
Bombalurina let out a sigh and then looked in the mirror. And what she saw almost literally made her eyeballs pop out of her skull. Ahem… I mean… his skull.