“Potionmasters Pt. 16”

Author’s Note: This is a Take Ten to Write story and has not been proofread for errors. If I feel inspired or if there’s interest in the story, I’ll post a revised, edited, and extended version at a later date. Happy reading!

Additional Note: While this story can be read by itself, it is a continuation of a previous Take Ten to Write story. Therefore, it would be beneficial to read the previous parts of the Potionmasters story which can be found here.

Prompt: Attitude.

“So, what brings you all the way out of Thriddinberg?” the girl asks, banging pots and pans together as she prepares some sort of concoction.

Her cat sits on the table in front of me and Berirn, locked in an intense staring contest with us. I think he’s winning.

“Well?”

The banging has stopped. I look up to see the girl watching me expectantly.

“Oh. Well, Berirn brought us here.”

“I know,” the girl says with exasperation. “But why?”

“How am I supposed to know?” I snap. “And am I really supposed to believe that we know each other?”

She frowns. “Jeez, no need to bite my head off. I’m just trying to make conversation.”

I sigh. “Sorry, you’re right. I guess I’m just a bit freaked out still after falling through a hole and landing in… whatever you called this place.”

Suddenly, the girl is directly in front of me. Her eyes match the intensity of her cat’s. “Did you just say that you fell through a hole?”

“Yes…?”

She yells a curse before starting to run around. “Quick, Argus, we need to move.”

Berirn moves onto my lap, curling her tail around her legs as we watch the girl and her cat move around in panic.

“Er, sorry, but what’s going on?” I ask.

The girl pauses for a moment, her face white. “The Great Awhoops,” she whispers. “They’re coming.”

Final Comments: Another Potionmasters part! I missed this story…

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