Hikikomogomo
Author's Notes: Nothing of great importance to say... Other then yes, WoW is really cutting into my fanfiction writing time. I'm also thinking of writing a Nanoha fanfic, if any of you are familiar with my favorite anime series.
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Chapter 4 - Confession of the Innocent
"So uh, tell me. How did ya know what was wrong with Yggdra anyway? I mean, you could tell all that just from looking at a small piece of fruit?" questioned Milanor
"But of course!", the witch wheeled around on her foot to face Milanor, she placed her hands on her hips and glared at him, "I'm a much better witch then that useless old granny, so of course I could just glance at it to figure out what did it!"
"Well uh, then what did do it?" asked the thief sheepishly taking a few steps back
"Oh... Nothing all that bad... Just seems someone spilled a potion on it... So the plant obviously just sucked up the potion and ended up bearing fruit that would contain the potion's effects."
"A potion? To my knowledge no one in the castle is an alchemist milady..." pointed out Durant
"Yeaaaaah... Rosary never dabbles in stuff like that, and even if she did she does it at the manor..."
"Errr... I guess uhm... Well! Someone did of course!", Pamela made a 'hmph' noise and turned back around, "Come on, come on. Time's a wasting, the longer your little Queen goes without the cure the stronger the effects become."
"How can it really get any worse then you already described it?" groaned the thief, "For crying out loud, you describe it in such detail! I don't think I'll ever be able to look at Yggdra again without all your explanations coming into mind...", Milanor groaned and slumped his shoulders as he continued on
"Well, since you just hate my lectures so much I'll just recap,", MIlanor groaned loudly but Pamela just ignored him, "So of course the first effects aren't anything really, just a mild fever. But then after a while the affected one will begin to lose their normal inhibitions that stops them from seeking out one they love, so over time they begin to become more and more affectionate towards that one. Of course, they generally have enough inhibitions to just resort to excessive flirting... Then as it goes on they'll begin to try to do more... Intimate things. So if you didn't treat it after a while you'd essentially have someone whose first thought is just love. So I suppose then she could die if she forgot to eat and was too focused on love makin'..."
"I swear, no therapy in the world is going to make me forget all these mental images now..."
"You think you have it bad? Nietzsche has to live with her now!" pouted the undine quietly from within her sack
You. Are. So. Dead.
The brown-haired witch groaned again as she sat up and continued rubbing her temples, there wasn't any way to deny what she had just done.
Dammit, dammit! Sick or not you shouldn't have done that Rosary... If there are Gods please for the love of all things do not let Yggdra remember this when she gets better... And don't let anyone find out either!
Of course, now Rosary was going to have to be guilt-ridden for taking advantage (although really, Yggdra was taking advantage of her if she thought about it) of her sick friend like that. Her first course of action would have to be to get rid of all the evidence... Although how she was supposed to recloth the Queen without waking her was really going to be a issue. The honey-brown haired witch didn't want to know if her friend might attempt 'round two' if she woke up.
"You are so going to burn in some sort of torment when you die for doing this to Yggdra... And the worst part is, I don't even completely hate myself for doing this! Ugh... You know, being in love with her really bites..." sighed the witch and she got herself dressed and began to work on getting her friend dressed as well, "Oh pleeeease be a heavy sleeper, heavy sleeper..."
Turns out she isn't a heavy sleeper.
"Nyhahahahahaha, I didn't think Rosary would wanna do that again" giggled the blonde cheerfully
"Y-Yggdra!", the witch's face turned red as she blushed, "I d-don't! You just need to get dressed and back into bed, you need your rest..."
"Hmmm... Your right, I think a bed would've been a lot more comfortable and enjoyable then a stone floor..." thought the queen outloud
"I di-didn't mean it like that!", although Rosary had to admit their act probably would've been a lot more enjoyable in a bed... The witch then mentally berated herself for agreeing in her mind
"Nyhahahahaha, sure, sure. I just bet little Rosary is just too shy to admit it, nyhahahaha."
"C-Come on Yggdra get yourself dressed already before someone decides to check out this kitchen..."
"And what's wrong if someone caught us, hmmmmm?" purred the girl nuzzling the flustered and blushing Rosary
"Y-You know w-what would be wr-wrong! Your the Queen me being caught with you in a situation like this would get my head chopped off!"
"Aw don't be so melodramatic, you just said I'm the Queen so they won't cut your head off if I tell them not too, nyahahahahhahahaaha."
"I think your underestimating the situation here Yggdra..." groaned the witch quietly, "Now hurry up and get dressed so we can get you back to your bed... And not so we can do this in your bed."
Somehow as Yggdra relunctantly listened, the witch had the odd feeling that sick girl had a very mischievious glint in her eye...
I'm sure I'm just imagining things... Sick people can't think up a plot... Right?
"Camping out in the wilderness is so... So not cool at all!" whined the witch as she sat by the campfire
:"Well, I'm sorry. It's not like from Marduk to Paltina is a one day trip you know... We'll be there by noon or so tomorrow."
"Yeah well... I don't like camping. So which of you is giving me your tent?"
"... Huh?" asked Milanor utterly confused
"You don't expect me to share a tent with a man do you!?" gasped Pamela horrified, "Why that'd just be so... So... Wrong! I mean I know I'm attractive and all..."
"Oh for the love of...", the thief groaned and rubbed one of his temples, "Look, take my tent then. I'm used to sleeping out in the open."
"Ahahahahaha, good boy. I was going to take it whenever you said so or not so"
"Ah excuse me Milady Pamela I got the things you asked for...?" spoke up Durant
"Ah thank you! Now I can brew up this antidote...", the witch scurried off into Milanor's tent
"Uh... Durant, how did you get all those ingredients?"
"They were all mostly commonly found herbs Esq. Milanor, they grow in this area in abundance."
"Really? Lemme see that list...", the knight handed the slip of paper over which the thief examined carefully in the campfire light
"... So?" asked Durant after a long silence
"... I just remembered I don't know how to read..." responded the thief slowly, Durant sighed and took the paper back
"Hahahahaha, Milanor can't read!" teased the undine in her sack
"Hey, it's not like you can read."
"Nietzsche can toooo read! ... Just not human language, Nietzsche thinks it looks funny."
"So you can read Undine big deal, at least I don't fit in a sack."
"Milanor is so mean! Nietzsche is telling Yggdra how bad you treat Nietzsche!"
"Er well... Tell her and I'll find out how grilled Undine tastes.", the Undine didn't respond but Milanor was pretty sure she heard her crying, "Finally... Some quiet..."
"Esq. Milanor was that... Really nesscary to threaten her like that?"
"Probably not but since that Pamela is taking my tent I'd rather not have to put up with her whining all night long..."
"I see..."
Come morning in Castle Paltina the scion of White Rose had locked herself in a bathroom and was looking at her neck in the mirror. As it turned out, a sick Yggdra was evilly talented at devising a plot... Or to be more precise, she was a damn seductress when she was sick.
"Well... At least my collar will cover this up..." groaned the witch
And last night the witch had learned a vital lesson: Yggdra was not only apparantly a seductress now, but she got very, well... Aggressive when she tried to deny her.
"But why of all things did she have to give me hickies... If anyone sees theses they're going to ask who gave them now... I should've just stayed at the manor...", the witch fixed her collar which nicely covered up the hickie on her neck, she had a few more in various spots as well, "Oh... Who am I fooling. Despite this I know a part of me is just thrilled..."
"Oooooooh Roooooossssaaaarry" chimed a voice from outside the door
"Y-yes Yggdra...?" squeaked the witch nervously, after having to forceably 'make love' to Yggdra twice yesterday the scion had soon discovered it was best to not argue with her
"Milanor, Durant, and Nietzsche are back with some witch. The witch wants to speak to yoooooou"
"O-of course just uhm... Please don't attack me on my way out..."
"Nyhahahahahaha, of course not..."
"Your laughter doesn't help make me feel reassured you won't try..."
"Ahhh I won't, I won't. Durant had something he wanted to give me anyway, I'll just play with you later, nyhahahaahahah"
"Soooooo, tell me old granny..." asked the pink-haired witch, "How was dealing with someone under the effects of a Desire Potion?"
"Y-you mean she wasn't sick!?"
"Oh but of course not! No sickness in the world is going to make someone act like that. You really need to brush up on your alchemy old granny."
"Would you not call me that? I'm not old! I'm only a few years older then Yggdra herself!"
"Right, right old granny..." dismissed Pamela waving her hand in the air, "So how was it?"
"How was it!? How is that any of your business!?" snapped the scion bitterly
"Because I'm curious how my potion worked out."
"Y-your potion!? You mean this is your fault!? I should just tell everyone and - "
"You tell everyone and I'll tell everyone what you did." cut in the witch with a mischievious glint in her eye
"Y-you wouldn't know what went on..."
"Ohohohoho, but I would! You see, when I made up the antidote for my potion I just slipped in a few ingredients I wouldn't need... Ones that would oh, say 'cause her to tell everyone what she did too you."
"Your... E-evil..."
"Now don't worry, I won't go ahead and make her blab to everyone... As long as you give into my request!" stated the witch gleefully
"Like I have a damn choice?" growled Rosary
"Now, now no need to get all snappy All I want is my broom back!"
"Your broom? The one covered in all those figurines? I don't keep it with me. It's at the Manor."
"And where is this... Manor? I'll go get it myself!"
"Your really like that broom...", the witch sighed, "Have a paper and pen?"
"No... Why?" inquired the girl
"... Because if you just walk in and try to steal something everyone in the domain is going to stop you unless you have my written permission?"
"Oh, so is that how things work here...?"
"Yes... You can't just take things without permission...", the scion paused a moment, "Tell me... Will Yggdra remember what happened while she was sick...?"
"Oh of course she will. You see, it's not like the potion is forcing her to do anything at all. The potion just happens to remove all her inhibitions that would prevent her from performing all those actions. So she's in fact, quite well aware of everything she may have done under it's effects.", Pamela looked at Rosary who looked like she was about to die on the spot, "... I have the feeling you'd hope she'd forget?"
"Of course! I'm not exactly proud... Of... Did you say that potion removed inhibitions?"
"Yes... Why?"
"So you mean it doesn't just make her all clingy and affectionate over the first person she sees?"
"Well, duh! Love potions are sooooo lame... Too tricky to make them work right having to control who they see first... So yes, the little Queen does love you. You can thank me later! I'm going to get some paper and pen and your going to make me that permission thingy!"
With that the young witch happily bounded off as Rosary just stood in shock, before she slowly took a seat in the first chair she found in the guest room.
"So... She does love me?"
Rosary sat sitting in the chair thinking over the events of the last few days, until Pamela came in and the witch scribbled out the permission, then the witch returned to her deep thinking... She didn't even notice that a now healthy Yggdra had quietly slipped into the room. Well, until she heard a soft click as the Queen closed the door, but the scion didn't make any movement or sound to indicate she knew the one she loved was in the room. It was a awkward silence for a while before finally one of them broke the silence.
"Rosary... We need to talk about this..."
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Note: Man aren't I evil? Yeah... I could just finish up everything here but I feel more inclined to put that in the Epilogue. So that'll be the end of the first part of this 'series'... So you know, please read and review me since if you don't review, how do I know what I have to improve on!?