Chapter #7A happy witch means trouble for you. by: OddPersona   To call the witch a, well "witch" would be a bit of an understatement. Of course as the saying goes, "Nothing venture, nothing gain."
...Okay that was a lame line but the general idea applies.
The "witch" was wearing a modern outfit of a black turtleneck sweater and mid length, mauve skirt the reaches past her knees. On her feet she was wearing a pair of black, 1 in. high heels. Lastle on her head was a wide brim witch hat with the cove part slightly bent a bit.
Though you can't help but also pay attention to the witch herself. On appearance alone she look about someone to be in her mid 20's, her fiery, red hair reach past her shoulders and frame her face quite nicely. Her figure was also quite nice, a modest bust and everything else with it. Though what got you most was her face. Nice lips covered in ruby lipstick, a borderline angelic face, and bright greens eyes that just make you want to stare at them all day.
Truly such an angelic figure standing before couldn't possibly be a witch.
The witch smiles, "Oh goodie, my new servent came along."
You stagger a bit, yep, she's a witch.
"Um, no." You said back, "To be honest I'm just a guest here since my car broke down and-"
The witch waves her hand like she was shooing something away, "Details, details, all that matters is that I need someone and you're here."
You slumped a bit in defeat, "Perfect..."
The witch's face brightens, like she got a new toy or something, "I know right."
'Okay, she's unaware or uncaring of sarcasm.' You thought, 'Though she did save me from spending the rest of my life as a pig. I owe her for that.'
"So what is it that you want from me?" You ask the witch.
"That's the problem," The witch returns, "I'm stuck at the crossroad of making you either my test subject for my potions, or turn you my new apprentice."
Your eyebrow twitches, "Wait, what?"
The witch takes a deep breath, "It's like this, lately I've been running out of willing participants for potion testing, especially since the last one ran off after being turn into a puddle for an hour while another was inflated like a balloon. Honestly people can be so inconsiderate."
'I don't think it's the people that's the problem.' You though to herself. "And the apprentice one?"
"Oh that," the witch continues, "Well, it's been getting pretty boring all here by my lonesome so I just wanted someone to keep me company and perhaps help me everynow and then."
You smile a bit, "That sounds interesting."
"Of course, if you choose to be my apprentice I have to turn you into a girl and reduce yout age till you're 7 years old." The witch continues.
You blink, "Why?"
"Because I can!" The witch exclaims like it was the most obvious answer ever.
"And if I don't like those options?" You ask the witch.
The witch's eyes turn dark and a evil smirk grace her lips, "I could melt you down and make you a component to one of my potions."
"I'll TAKE YOUR OFFERS THEN!" You exclaim in an overly eager voice.
The witch's face brighten, "I knew I could count on you. So what do you want to be?" | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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