Anniversary Potion

Mar islands capital; Crescent island, Melody’s home

Kat was hard at work finishing up the week’s worth of mess she left behind--at least her magic was. All of the cleaning tasks--which she wasn’t new at--were done in a few hours with the help of her magic, and she still had time before she thought that Melody would be home.

Floating back down to the kitchen, she reached into the refrigerator to pull out one of the--now cool--potions. Kat was glad that she kept all of those empty milk bottles in the fridge, she knew one day that they will come in handy, and today was that day.

Kat stared at the pink glass-bottle, for a brief moment she considered waiting another hour or two until Melody got home just in case something goes wrong, but thinking about the anniversary she pushed those thoughts aside.

Their anniversary had already hit enough annoying bumps in the road as is, the over the phone wishes were enough for Kat, and she was drawing the line at the surprise being ruin.

She twisted opened the bottle, fizzy bubbling quickly met the air above the top, and without second thought she down more than half of the pinkish elixir. Kat was half expecting the potion to taste like the worse thing in the world--seeing as some of the ingredients weren’t edible--yet the drink didn’t have that much of an aftertaste to it, and the taste itself wasn’t that bad. The best Kat can describe it was like drinking a can of warm soda, or a hot glass of milk without the sleepy feeling she would get from drinking it.

As per the book, there were no immediate changes to her body in anyway. However she did expect some kind of change or effect to her body, yet there was nothing she noted. Kat worried that she somehow overlooked something, or that the effects of cooling the potion was a bad thing. Another thought told her that maybe she didn’t drink enough and that she needed to drink more of the pink elixir.

She thought back to the proportion reface that was listed in the section, that’s when she distinctly remembered that it also came with proportions for milk bottles--which she couldn’t figure out, much less care to.

“Okay...the book said that one whole glass milk bottle equals one inch on a male, so one bottle should start the growth, and that means I need to drink...a lot. Fun.” Even with all the cleaning done, she still wanted to get started cooking dinner for Melody, and she still have a good idea when Melody would show up.

Another loom of doubt and worry fell over the twintail’s head making her exuberant float end with a melancholy decent. Though Kat cared more for Melody to let some dark cloud of sadness ruin the last bits of their anniversary. “I can do this for Melly,” She said, a blazing flame in her eyes, and a bright spirit of determination lifted her soul. “Yeah, yeah I can do this. For Melly!”

Kat clapped her hands together making the cabinets, drawers, and refrigerator flew open. Silverware, dishes--even the ones she just clean--pots, and pans flew from the open cabinets and drawers. Fresh vegetables, fruit, and even fish for herself out of the refrigerator along with a few more bottles of the shaft-growth elixir.

She turned on the stove and oven planning to make Melody’s favorite meal of fruit-apple cake along with a few slices of cooked carrots with her favorite fish salad.

The merry humming returned to Kat as she readied for her lover’s return, regardless how long it takes.

Out on the open sea; 35 miles of the coast of Crescent island

Melody and the others were still out on the open waters. After nearly two hours of using the same orca to pull the rowboat across the watery barrier that separates the islands from each other. Slag was doing his best to hold on to the line of rope while the girls used all the muscle they had to keep the boat pointed the right way.

Volt, still at the front end of the boat, was using harpoons--that wasn’t tied to any rope--to keep the orac moving forward in the right direction to ease the strain on the girls. “Hold fast Slag, we’re almost there!” Volt knew the young drake was strong but every creature has their breaking point, also he was nearly six years younger than the others.

“I’m trying,” Slag grunted, he had figured that if he pressed his feet against the wooden bench in front of him that it’ll keep him from thrown out of the boat, along with helping him keep his grip.

Volt gritted his teeth as he missed another shot on the orca at this rate the sea-mammal will pull them back into the open waters. “Come on mate, just a little longer. I can see the shoreline.” Volt threw another harpoon landing a direct hit on the injured orca, making it flinch into the right direction.

While the males did most of the hard work, Melody and Phase keep hard on their jobs steering the boat with the oars. “Hey Phase, this has got to be the craziest idea Volt has ever had,” Melody shouted above the rushing waters, and her arms starting to tried. Her’s and Phase’s shirt were soaking wet from the two straight hours of rushing water, not that it was their biggest concern at this point.

“Yeah? Well it seems to be working, that allow we should be grateful that’s its still working,” Phase called back, her arms getting tired as while. “Slag how are you doing?”

“I’ve been better.” Slag wished that he was a salamander dragon, since they were naturally stronger than the other breeds of dragons. However, he was one of the few king drakes breeds, which slightly made up for the difference, yet he was still young. The stain from keeping the orca from getting free was almost too much for him. “Hey Volt-”

“Keep holding Slag, coastline is almost close enough,” Volt said already knowing what Slag was going to say. “Phase, Melly how you two doing?”

“We’re fine, just get us home Volt.” Melody couldn’t believe that Volt’s crazy plan was actually working, even if it felt like it was illegal, she was overjoyed get home to Kat. Right as the coastline came closer in view, Volt drop the harpoon in his hand, and unsheathing his claws.

“Volt what are you doing?” He stepped to the side of the rope as he looked toward Slag’s yellow eyes. Volt raised his hand high to the setting sun above before bring it down to cut the rope.

The boat suddenly lost all of its forward momentum sending Slag to fall back into Melody’s lap. He blushed when he saw Melody’s breasts through her wet blue t-shirt. “Eyes up here dragon-boy.” Slag immediately moved to gett off the mare’s lap, muttering apologies doing so, and keeping his eyes down to the wooden rowboat floor.

Volt, who already had recovered from the lost in momentum, was moving to the side of the boat. “Slag, get up we still got work to do,” He called the younger drake over. Slag quickly followed Volt order and was by his side in mere seconds. “How’s your fire-breathing?” Instead of responding, Slag raised his head to the sky, and let forth a torrent of bright--yet dark--purple flame. “Good, cause you, and I are getting us the rest of the way.” Slag nodded moving to the adjacent side of the boat and getting ready on Volt’s command. “Ladies, you two can relax for the rest of the way.”

“Good my arms were getting tired,” Phase said, pulling in her oar while Melody did the same. She also drained some of the sea-water from her navy-blue blouse, giving both males a peek at her perky breasts.

Volt caught Slag's eyes staring at his lover’s chest, conflicting thoughts of jealousy and vanity filled his head, but he pushed the thoughts away in favor of getting home to the island. “Hey, eyes down hatchling. Get to work.” Slag quickly looked away blushing from embarrassment of getting caught.

Both dragon-blood males leaned over the sides of the boat and started to breath their different colored flames, pushing the boat forward. Phase and Melody started to relax in the boat, as Volt’s dull-red flame, and Slag’s dark-purple shot out from the sides.

“Well, that was an adventure,” Phase said as she removed her wet blouse reliving her slightly dryer white tank-top to the salty sea air. She rubbed a hand through short blue hair to get any drops of water out. “How are you feeling Melody?”

The unicorn had already done the same thing as the Mau cat, though her larger breasts were more visible than Phase’s, and she only hand on a sports-bra on. “Woo, yeah. Who thought that you could use an killer whale to move a rowboat across a lake?” The setting sun in the background reflected on the large lake, along with the two dragon’s flames, gave it a beautiful shine.

“Yeah, this have been quite the trip.” Phase spotted the orca that worked so hard to pull them across the lake. It somehow managed to get the harpoons out of its hide. Phase solemnly bowed her head to the sea-mammal. “I thank you my sea-bound friend.” The orca blew a spout of water in the air as though its response.

Melody stood up in the boat, making it rock a little gaining the attention of both dragon-bloods, and staring at the large sea-mammal. “Thank you Mr. Whale! Sorry for my idiot friend for hurting you, also for him calling you a fish!” The orca soon dived down to the deep, swimming far away from the still traveling group. “Think he’ll be fine?”

“Oh yeah,” Volt called from the side of the boat. He blew another stream of fire to even the rowboat out before continuing. “Killer whales have a thick hide and they heal pretty fast, as long as he eats he’ll be fine.” Volt finished with another stream of flames.

“Well that’s good to know. But Volt, how did you know all of this,” Melody asked, never would she take Volt to be a knowledgeable fisherman.

Volt looked up from the side of the boat, the pier from the Crescent islands within drifting distances, and told Slag that he could take a break. The younger drake responded by collapsing inside the boat too worn out to even let Volt finish his sentence. Volt shook his head at the drake, he took a seat on one of the wooden benches. “Well, when I was a small cub, my father, brothers, and myself would head out to go fishing. Seeing as their was five of us it was cheaper to fish for ourselves and dad used it as a time to teach us a thing or two.”

“And the harpooning thing?”

“Heh, um...well you see,” Volt trailed off, knowing what he is about to say will get the two females in a rage. “There was one fishing-trip, we saw a red-head whale, and-”

“Wait a red-head,” Phase interrupted, surprise by the bit of information. “Those are one of the rarest whales in the world. Please tell me you didn’t.”

“Heh, yeah, yeah we did. In our defense, it was dark, and a storm started to brew. So we wasn’t sure at the time what kind of whale it was,” Volt said, remembering the red nose of the whale that nearly sunk his family’s fishing-boat. “We didn’t actually catch it, the thing was much too fast for us, and the storm came in quicker than dad thought it would. But man was it a trip.” Times were Volt would sit back and remember the days he spend with his father and elder brothers made him miss the small urban town he called home.

Melody sat in shock from Volt’s tail of wander while Phase shook her head; she always knew Volt had an interesting life but this was more than she could dream off. “Unbelievable, so how did you guys figure out that it was a red-head?”

“It was when we were leaving, the damn thing had its head down in the water the whole time, and if it wasn’t moving away from us then it was charging straight for our boat.” Volt still remembered the raging waters and also the enraged sea-predator. “Anyways, as dad started to take us home, Siege--one of my brothers--saw the whale’s fin moving alongside us. That’s when it jumped straight over our boat, nearly hitting dad on top of the head.” That one moment stuck out the most for Volt.

The lightning dancing across the darkened skies, waves crashing around him, and wind strong enough to knock him to the floor of the boat along with bone-chilling rain. That’s when the whale made its presents still known to the pack of dragon-blood half-breeds and their salamander father. The whale’s body alone was able to cast a dark looming shadow over the boat, its bright white body resampling the flashes that arched across the sky, and the strips of black along the very same tailfin that threatened to end the fishing-trip for good.

However, none of these things caught Volt’s--or his brother's--attention the most besides the bright fire-red spot on its massive hammer-like head. Like the very same flashes, the red-head whale was gone leaving the males of the family in shock and awe from what they had seen.

“Volt, Volt, Volt Flare!” Volt was dragged out of his memories by Phase shouting in his ear. The half-breed flinched slightly when he failed to notice Phase taking a seat in his lap with a concerned look written on her features. “Volt our you okay, you were just staring with a distant look on your face.”

“H-huh? Yeah, I’m okay its just every time I think about the thing, I sometimes get lost in some old memories,” He said, putting on a reassuring smile to put his lover’s worries aside.

Phase looked into Volt’s dull-crimson eyes, not fully believing him at first, but eventually giving up of getting through his lie. At least until later. “Oh alright, well we’re getting close to the shore, and I thought that you should know.” Volt turned around to see that the shore was much closer than he last saw it. He started to stand up, letting Phase slide off of him.

“Right now just gotta get this to stop somewhere.” Volt looked for any empty piers, he quickly found one, and started to lead the boat towards the open spot. He hopped on the wooden dock with a rope tie in his hand and wrapped the line to the wooden support-pole. “Well ladies its been fun.”

Phase was the first one to leave the boat with the help of Volt whilst she used her magic to lift their stuff along with her. “Yeah, but let’s not do it again. Please?” Volt chuckled at the cat while he helped Melody out of the boat.

She used her magic to lift her stuff out of the boat, noticing that some of it still had gotten wet, but nothing too important. “Yeah, this was cool, and all but I’m really tired right now. Also it feels like my arms are going to fall off.” Slag soon followed the mare, the smaller amount of stuff he had made it easier for him to exit the boat. “So Slag, how you like riding home with the crew?”

“It’s tiring, I think I’m going to need some time-off. Makers know that my mom is going to tell me to go and help with taking care of uncle until he gets better,” He answered, knowing that he always get’s volunteered for things like that, but he just shrugged it off knowing that someone has to do it. He also wanted to have the chance to ask out that gryphoness cashier from the local town shop near his uncle’s forest.

“Sure thing Slag, you earned far more than that.” Slag raised an eyebrow towards the unicorn singer, of which she caught onto quickly. “But that doesn’t mean you’ll get a pay-raise, up and coming musicians have to eat too.”

“Heh, yeah I guess. I’ll be seeing you all around, call me when you need me,” Slag said, opening his still growing purple and yellow wings, taking fight off into the night sky. The others watched until the drake became a small yellow dot the dark-night. Volt then thought that it was as good as time to get Phase home, the two lovers said their goodbyes to the lone unicorn mare, and started to make their way towards their hill-top home.

Melody watched the couple walk of, an image of them being her and Kat, flashed through her head. A soft smile formed on her face as she knew that she too had someone to go home to after the long day.