Anniversary Potion

Meanwhile...Mar islands; Reef Shore

“What do you mean that you uncle won’t do it?!” Melody and the rest of the band were all still trapped on the same island of their last show; Reef Shore. A quite and beautiful place to take a relaxing vacation on, or to get away from the hustle and bustle of everyone’s busy lives.

However the tranquil peace was being shattered by an enraged unicorn mare, who was known for her harmonic singing voice as she shouted at one of the stagehands.

“I-I sorry, I just got a call back from my cousin. Uncle Tarke just caught a cold because of the severe winter weather in the eastern forest and can fly over here,” The young drake said, slightly fearful of the unicorn. Not once has he--or the other stagehands--seen Melody upset about anything, and she had to deal with a drunken fan the other night.

Melody started to rub the sides of her head, she already been stuck on the island for two hours longer than they should have been, and Ace wasn’t looking any better. “Alright fine, thank you anyway, and I hope your uncle gets better.”

“Yeah me too,” The drake said, with a slight wary tone in his voice. “The last time uncle got this he nearly accidentally burn down an entire forests from his sneezing.” The drake’s elder dragon uncle dangerous fire sneezing almost set fire to the forests that he calls home, for he is far too large to live in a traditional house. “I’m real sorry Ms. Cord.”

Melody shook her head, she knew things like this was far out of anyone’s control, and that she had no reason to be angry for it. “It’s alright, I’m sure we can figure-”

“Yo Melly!” Both Melody and the stagehand turned around to see the band’s bass guitarist, Volt Flare, a dragon/diamond dog half-breed known as a canem drake. He ran across the street on all fours, something she and the others are used to seeing along with him only being in his black shorts.

Volt started to stand up, skidding to a stop in front of Melody. “Hey Melly, I think we figured a way to get us home, but its one of mine.” The look of absolute fear overtook the drake stagehand, remembering the last time Volt had a ‘plan.’ “If everything goes according to plan you should be home in a few hours.”

“What is it?” Melody quickly jumped at the chance to get home to Kat.

“Are you sure Melly? Its pretty out there, and there’s a HUGE chance that we’ll wind up worse than we already are.” Melody’s look of determination faltered slightly, if Volt was doubting his own half-baked plan, then there’s more than one reason she should.

“Volt, I need to get home. Today is my and Kat’s first year anniversary. I had to wish her a happy one over the fucking phone for Luna’s shake! Please tell me it will work,” Melody asked, scolding herself for lowering to a stander that she tries to avoid at all casts.

“Oh it’ll work, don’t worry about that, and you’re not the only one that has an anniversary today,” Volt said, knowing that he too needed to get his kittyfriend home so they can celebrate their five years being together. “I just need a big rowboat with thick walls, a couple lines of rope, and a lot of harpoons.”

Melody nodded, not caring that his plan already sounds bad from the get go. “Well,” She started, turning around to the drake stagehand, and looking dead into his eyes. “You’re still on the clock dragon-boy, get the half-breed whatever he needs.”

“Y-yes ma’am.” The drake greatly admired Melody’s determination yet also he fears the same determination, knowing that he is going to be dragged into Volt’s plan.

“Great, come on Slag, I need all the dragon-muscle I can get.” Volt started to lead the stagehand towards the pier, where most of the things Volt needed for the plan. Melody decided that it was as greater time to head to the back to the hotel room where Ace was being looked at by a unicorn nurse.

She knocked on the door to the falcon drummer's room, Melody opened it when the nurse answered, and she didn’t like the sight. Ace sat on the bed, face still as sickly as it was when she last saw it, and the look on the nurse’s face told her it wasn’t good. Along with the stench of fresh vomit, Ace’s cherry-black shirt, and black fathers were covered in the nauseating mixture of stomach acid.

Melody looked towards Volt’s kittyfriend, a Mau cat named Phase Shift, and a close friend of hers. “He still not doing well,” She asked, already knowing the answer.

Phase sighed, looking towards the sickly falcon, and knowing that it was going to get worse before it gets any better. “Well…” The falcon vomiting into a bucket again finished Phase’s thought for her. “Yeah, that sums it up.”

“Guh, great. Ace how do a griffon get seasick anyways, most live by the sea as fishermen!” Melody glared with intense anger at the sick falcon, who started to answer, but was cut off by another wave of sickness.

“W-well e-excuse me for getting...sick, I told you guys from the jump that I get seasickness easily, and you can blame Volt for pushing the tour on too fast,” Ace defended, finishing with another spit of stomach acid.

“Well at least he thought of a way to get us home,” Melody retorted, shocking both Phase and Ace, who had to bury his head in the bucket again. Melody turned to the other unicorn mare in the room, who was going over a few papers. “How did this happen nurse…”

“Silvershot,” The tan colored mare answered, her silver mane, and eyes clashing with her black nurse outfit that had a blue trim cut. “Mr. Ace here is suffering the same conditions as one would if they traveled a large distance in short amount of time. Any more movement now will result his condition worsening. All we can do is wait until his body has settled and he has gotten something to eat to replace what he lost.”

Phase rubbed the top of her blue hair, the situation growing more dire with each new bit of information. “So Melody, you said that Volt had a ‘plan,’” She asked, knowing that Volt’s plans usually ended in disaster.

“He and Slag are already on it. It seems that he actually have an idea on what to do, and it looks like we’ll be going by water.” Phase nodded her head, she too wanted nothing more than to go home after the busy week.

“Wait, what about me,” Ace asked, knowing that he couldn’t take another trip on a boat until his seasickness passes over.

“Sorry Ace you’ll just have to stay behind, we got anniversaries to get to.” Melody started to walk out of the room along with Phase right behind her, leaving the falcon wide eyed at the latest brand of misfortune to fall on his lap. “Bye Ace, hope you get better. Oh and Kat wanted me to tell you she wish you well.” The two females left the room, leaving the falcon by himself stuck on the island until he is of condition to leave.

“So,” Silvershot started, gaining the lost falcon’s attention. “You’re a falcon-griffon, how’s that for you?” Ace groan, knowing the next few hours are going to be long.

Back outside, Melody and Phase had already grabbed all of their stuff along with Slag’s seeing that he’ll be with them on the return tip. Melody informed the rest of the stagehands of the situation, telling the to either find a way home, or go watch over Ace while he got over his seasickness.

It wasn’t long before all of them started to call in some favors.

When they reached the pier they saw Slag loading a fairly large rowboat with oars while Volt sat along side of the pier breathing a dull-red fire on the tip of a harpoon. Phase was always impressed with the amount of street-knowledge that Volt had, however at times it served as a tool for his hair-brain ideas.

“So is everything set up,” Melody asked as Volt dipped the red-hot steel in the water below.

Volt pulled the harpoon out of the water, eying for any impurities in the metal, and checking for cracks in the wood. “Now it is, are you lovely ladies ready?”

“Yup, already got you’re, and Slag’s stuff from the hotel. Melody already told the rest of the crew the situation and they too her finding ways home,” Phase said, only feeling slightly bad that they are leaving Ace behind, but she knew it was for the greater good.

Volt kissed Phase on the side of the cheek, catching her by surprise from the public display of affection. “Thank sugar-cat. Slag is our maiden ready for the open waters?” The young drake gave a thumbs up towards Volt. “Great, well let’s load up and shove off. We got a fish to find.”

Everyone looked at Volt as though he just cursed both lunar princesses names. It didn’t take him much to figure out why they were staring at him with blank, or confused, looks. “It apart of the plan.” Shrugging their shoulders, the two females carefully loaded their lugged with the help of Slag. As soon as everyone was on board, Volt pushed them from the pier sending them to the open waters that separated their homes from Reef islands. Slag took his place between the oars, quickly pushing them further out to the open waters.

Melody sat in front of Slag along with Phase sitting across as their stuff sat safely on the rowboat’s floor. Volt took a spot in the front of the boat, one hand on a harpoon, and eyes trained on the calm waters. “Volt what’s the plan,” Phase asked not sure what Volt was thinking. “I don’t suppose Slag can row all of us to the other side, with, or without a dragon’s power. No offence Slag.”

“None taken Ms. Shift, you right anyways.”

Volt turned his head around to the worried looks on the females’ faces. “Okay the island we live on is just across the way right?” Phase nodded, still not sure what he was trying to say. “All of these ten islands circle around in a crescent, which opens up the the sea. The sea has salt-water, which has salt-water fish.”

“Volt get to the point,” Melody said, tried of the half-breed’s cryptic way of thinking.

“We’re going fishing, not just fishing fish, but a much more bigger game.” Phase was going to question Volt again when a large black fin appeared in front of the boat. “And here’s our catch of the day.” Volt took the head of the rowboat, making it shift slightly from the change in weight, but stayed afloat.

“Slag, quit the rowing for a sec, and when I say grab on to that rope grab it and don’t let go.” There was a slight drop in Volt’s tone of voice, making the others become slight. Slag did as he was told, setting the oars in the boat, and moving up closer to the front where the rope was sitting at. “Melody, Phase you two take Slag’s spot, and stay down. Also if you can, keep us pointed towards home.” The two females quickly obeyed Volt’s commands, equaling the weight of the rowboat with their stuff sitting in the middle. Phase grabbed the left-most oar while Melody grabbed the righter-most one, their jobs becoming quickly clear.

Volt nodded to Slag, who nodded back. A silent agreement befallen the two, as they both had dragon blood flowing through their veins. “Alright everyone ready to go home?” Melody and Phase, who were unaware of the silent agreement, nodded their head.

The half-breed turned his head around, spotting the large fin, and recognizing it as a orca’s fin. Volt spun the harpoon around in his hand until he got to the midsection of it. He took hold of the front end of the row boat, tracing the orca’s movements, and waiting for the perfect opportunity to make the ever-so important first strike.

The calm silence turned into an eerie anxious one, everyone waited for Volt to do whatever he was planning. The only sounds that could be heard cutting through the silence was the orca’s fin cutting through the water, changing its direction, and the groups’ breathing--which everyone aside Volt was questioning.

The orca started to slow down for whatever reason, going in one smooth straight path, and keeping its slow pace. Volt didn’t waste the opportunity to throw the harpoon at the orca, landing a direct hit, and forcing the sea-mammal to take off in the other direction.

Volt quickly started to bark orders to the others. “Slag, don’t let go of that rope, and girls keep your heads down and steer. We’re heading home.”