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“Hello Chie,” Yukiko began, holding the small flip phone to her ear. “Would you like me to come over to your house tonight? I’m not busy with the inn.”
“Sure thing Yukiko,” Chie continued, grabbing a bottle of blue liquid off the shelf in her mother’s room, “Happy to have you over. Will you bring some red with you? I don’t have any here.” It was always so damn annoying when she couldn’t get any. Having to steal it from her mother was a real pain in the neck sometimes, especially since she was always so careful with it.
“Okay Chie, I’ll be happy to help you. I have plenty,” Yukiko replied. ‘I love you Chie.”
“Love you too Yukiko. Bye.”
They had to make some more purple goo tonight. It was very important to do so. Yukiko needed it, badly, or else someone was going to suffer, or, at least, that’s what she said. Chie guessed that ‘someone’ was probably her, and she was trying to make some potion to make her food taste better. It certainly sounded like something she’d do. The problem was that it was stupidly hard to buy not only the goo itself, but also the ingredients needed to make it. Chie was in the dark about the whole thing, but why would she ever decide not to trust the one who’d been with her since the start? Chie had to repay her for everything somehow.
Oh, speak of the devil.
Yukiko had just arrived, quickly too, and she had the red powder. That was the last ingredient they needed. “You ready Yukiko?” Chie began.
“Yes, I’m ready,” Yukiko replied.
First, they carefully dripped the blue liquid into the large cauldron, watching as it seemed to let off sparks. Next, they tossed the red powder inside, feeling it burn their fingertips. Finally, they grabbed the clear mixer (which was just water, but Yukiko wanted to have fun while they talked about the most boing potion ingredient in existence), preparing to throw it in. Yukiko carefully held the mixer before Chie grabbed a repurposed broom and placed it inside, preparing to stir. As Yukiko began to drip the mixer inside, Chie began to stir, and the two began to chant.
“Bambino di luce, quella destinata a svanire, può per favore venire a noi, e rimanere con noi, dai poteri fuori del nostro controllo.”
“Bambino di luce, quella destinata a svanire, può per favore venire a noi, e rimanere con noi, dai poteri fuori del nostro controllo.”
“Bambino di luce, quella destinata a svanire, può per favore venire a noi, e rimanere con noi, dai poteri fuori del nostro controllo.”
Chie, of course, had no clue what they were saying, but went along with it, even if she could have sworn that she saw Yukiko throw some green powder inside as well. After what felt like hours of mixing, they stopped.
“Thank you so much Chie, I truly appreciate it.” Yukiko smiled, seemingly happy, though in truth she felt a tinge of guilt.
“Welcome.” Chie grinned back, blissfully unaware of what she’d just made.
As Yukiko left the building, long after Chie had left, she could have sworn that she heard a cackle and a voice in the back of her head. It was a voice she was used to.
“From mother to daughter, we have always manipulated to get our way. Nobody, not even another witch, is safe. Isn’t that right, Figlia di Fiamma?”
While the goo had looked purple before, its colour was beginning to shift into something… different. It was only describable as a colour she’d seen a few days earlier, when Kanji had gotten sick. She’d seen it before then, too. That didn’t matter though. The colour would fade once it was mixed in with a drink of some sort. It would simply dissolve. Then, he’d drink it. He’d be fine, she knew it. He had to be fine.
She had a promise to keep to him, after all.