"When I'm gone I hope this place'll miss me," Stormy looked around the cafeteria. But she wasn't sad. She had just mixed a bunch of ingredients together to make all the drinks she'd dreamt of- even spicy drinks that literally burned your tongue.
"You, get me another glass," she ordered one of the witches under Valtor's spell.
"Yes, Stormy," said the witch, turning around, her flat blonde hair flipping to one side. She certainly didn't look healthy being under the spell, her skin was pale, eyes colorless and clothes dusty.
"And you, I want another lemon," Stormy told another witch. The witch set off just like the first, walking toward the cupboard and taking out a yellow lemon from it. The lemon wasn't too good looking either; it was dull and so unlike other cheery lemons.
Stormy peeled the skin and squeezed exactly twelve drops into the glass and mixed some green stuff in a jar so the drink turned jade green. She added a pinch of some red and it turned brown. Then she mixed some salt and it turned a bit lighter.
"Who wants to be the first to taste my drink?" she asked when she came out of the cafeteria with a tray of glasses.
A line of witches approached her, and Stormy gave them each a drink.
"Let's see what happens now," Stormy said. "If they're safe to eat…or?"
The first witch in the line collapsed on the floor, the second threw the whole thing into her mouth and boils erupted on her arms, the third drank the drink, and nothing happened, the fourth drank it and turned bright green. The rest of the witches- well, it's too bad to tell.
"Oops," said Stormy, laughing at the results. "I think-"
"I think it's time for you to stop messing around," said Icy from the doorway, Darcy behind her in her shop disguise.
"Yes, this drink thing is really getting on my nerves. So what, you feel like making a bunch of things? It's not like you're spending a career on making drinks, who does that? I bet all of them taste like crap, look at the state of these," Darcy motioned toward the witches on the floor. "When Valtor comes in here, he's gonna be soooo mad at you…"
Stormy winced, remembering the time when Valtor put a spell on her that made her act sweet and nice to everyone after finding her messing with the witches.
"All right, all right!" Stormy said. "What do I do to make them recover?"
"I dunno," Icy shrugged. But we're not helping. It's your mess, so go…clean it up."
Darcy stifled a laugh. The picture in her head of Stormy sweeping up student witches was just too funny to hold in.
"Fine!" Stormy scowled and whirled around. Now, how was she supposed to make them recover? Healing was NOT her specialty.
Stormy stomped her way to the potions lab where there was a list of antidotes…curse it. She had never really paid attention in potions…it was usually Darcy who did all the work and let them copy.
Well, at least she got benefit for that.
Stormy looked along the list.
"So…what was it that we learned in our second year…the one for food faints or whatever the hell it is starts with a L, so it must be either Light Removal Antidote or Lehrobi Potion Antidote. But it's not light…or lehrobi- wait, or did it start with an A?"
This was torture for Stormy, who stood there, reading off the list and trying to remember…suddenly, a thought struck her. She could just teleport to Darcy's shop, Darcy had just left. And then it would be much easier off the labels to find a healing solution.
Wait….that was it! Healing solution!
Stormy checked the list again, and it was at the 'h' column, "Healing Solution" just there, the answer sitting a few inches away.
"Well," Stormy grabbed the bottle. "That was easier than I expected."
A/N: Okay, so that was chapter 1…I know it was short, but I'll update real soon! Please review and tell me if it's good for a start ;)