Kitty Boyfriend

One

George walks through the forest, following the dirt path to his old friend's place. His friend had asked for him, asking if he was willing to try out some of his potions for him. He made sure they were edible and human friendly so none would kill or poison the boy while trying them.

After a few minutes of walking, George spots a small cottage up ahead. He paces a little faster walking up to the door. Giving it a little knock he waited for an answer.

A tall man opened the door and smiled as soon as he saw George.

"Hello George! Glad you could make it!" He smiles and gestures for George to come inside. "No problem, Wilbur. I'm glad I could help you out with your potions." George says while walking inside. Wilbur closes the door and walks over to his cauldron and potion desk. George looks around and examines every bit of the room, glancing at the different potions on the shelves. Although he couldn't see much of their color, he could at least read knowing if they were deadly or not. "Come over here George." Wilbur calls out.

George makes his way over to the cauldron and looks in it. It bubbled and popped as he leaned over and looked up at his friend. "So, how many am I trying.?" He asks the other. "Well that depends on you. How many are you willing to try?" He smirks, holding up a couple empty bottles. He places the bottles besides many filled bottles of different liquids. George's eyes widen seeing all the different bottles. "That's a lot of potions.." Wilbur looks over his shoulder holding the first potion. "Ah don't worry, you don't have to try them all."

He hands the first potion over to the smaller boy and held a needle in his other hand. "This potion is supposed to be a potion of healing." George looks at the bottle and then at Wilbur. "If this is a potion of healing, and I'm not really injured or anything. How will we know it works.?" He asks. "That's where this comes in handy." George's expression goes from confused to scared real quick. Wilbur uses the needle to penetrate George's hand. The boy yelps in pain. "Use the potion!" George quickly drinks up the potion, setting it down on the desk. After a few seconds, the potion starts to kick in, quickly healing up the wound on George's hand.

George stares in amazement as his hand was clear of the wound. "It worked!" Wilbur does a little victory dance. "Wow, that actually worked!" George examines his hand and then looks up at his friend.

"Lets do another!"

Wilbur hands George another one of the potions. "This one is a potion of swiftness. It should make you a bit quicker" Drinking the potion, George walks over to the door. He steps outside and starts off running. Wilbur watches as his friend rushes from one end of the field to the other in one quick motion. After a while, George starts to slow down. Phew, that was pretty cool" He pants, Wilbur looking pleased again.

This goes on for quite a while, with every new potion involving new surprises. George was able to be invisible for a few minutes, he was even able to breathe under water.

"Now we have a few left for now. Then I'll make some more for you to try next time." Wilbur hands over another potion. George looks into the bottle and back up. "What's this one do?" He asks. "It's supposed to let you shapeshift into any small and simple animal." George looks at the potion in his hand. 'Supposed to huh.. Well, here goes nothing' He takes a drink of the potion, swallowing the sweet tasting liquid. Putting the bottle down, he waits for something to happen. 

He thinks for a while of what he'd like to be. 'A cat would be pretty awesome' He thought. Just as he finished the thought, he felt something tingly in his head. Feeling a bit dizzy, he grabs the chair beside him and places a hand on his forehead. "You alright.?" Wilbur asks, approaching the small boy. "Yeah just feeling a bit light headed at the moment. I think its just the affect of the potion.." George says. Wilbur scurries over to get a glass of water for George. He returns a minute later and hands the glass of water over to his friend. "Thanks.." George says, taking the water and taking a drink.

"Do you feel anything happening?" Wilbur says, looking at the boy. "Not really anymore. I fell normal." Wilbur slumps over a bit in disappointment. "Aw man." Just as the two were about to go for the last one, Wilbur turns over to George and drops the bottle.

The bottle shatters on the floor, the liquid spilling everywhere on the ground. George squeaks a little at the sudden sound. Looking up at Wilbur he tilts his head in confusion. "Uhm, Wilbur you alright?" He asks. Wilbur slowly approaches George. "Uh, Wilbur..??" George backs up a bit. "G-George?? What in the-" George stands up and walks over the small round mirror on the wall. His eyes widen and was lost in words. "I-. . ." George's hands make their way to the top of his head, lightly touching the two soft ears on his head. 

He looks over his shoulder downwards towards his rear and widens more when he notices the long, soft, brown tail. He looks back up and faints.

"GEORGE!!"

George wakes up and looks around. Sitting up, he see's Wilbur beside him on a chair looking at him worriedly. "Are you alright.?" he asked. "I-I think so.. Just spooked myself I guess." He responds. "How long is this supposed to last, Wilbur..?" George looks up at his friend with a concern and worried look. Wilbur sighs. "I'm not sure honestly. Usually my potions last for a few minutes. But this one has lasted quite longer than the rest. Who knows when it'll wear off."

George sits up and carefully stands. He sighs and looks over at his friend. "Thanks again for letting me help you out with the potions." George says with a small smile. "Yeah, thank you for helping me." Wilbur walks with George to the door.

He opens the door and watches as the small "cat boy" makes his way down the path onwards back.

"Damn, wasn't dream supposed to visit him soon too.?" He says to himself. 'Hope he can figure out on what to do with his little furry problem'