"Hey Willow, pass me the bottle of confidence." Fawn called out to Willow. It was one of their shared momenta when they take over the kitchen and Max goes into hiding.
"Here ya go. And can I take the mint?" Fawn nodded as she carefully measured equal amounts of all the emotions to put in her smoothie.
"You think we can get Max to try our creations?" Fawn asked.
"I think I can get him out of his room."
"Okay. Let's hope these work." Fawn hummed as she put the concoction of emotions in the blender with the mixture of berries and ice cream.
"And... Done!" A poof of purple smoke came from Willow's potion as Fawn poured her smoothie into a glass.
"Same. Let's go get Max." The duo giggled and went into Max's room.
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Willow and Fawn came back to the kitchen, dragging a struggling Max behind them. Who knew two small girls can be so strong? Max thought. The two girls sat the werewolf down and went to get the potion and smoothie.
"Wait, what? My smoothie! What happened to my smoothie?"
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James strolled over to Max holding a half full glass. "So you're their test subject again."
Max sighed. "Yeah. A potion and a positivity smoothie."
James looked at half full glass. "I think it's just a potion. But I could do with another positivity smoothie."
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Modern Magic
FantasyA series of one shots in a magical modern world. Willow is the disorganised witch, still learning the ropes. Fawn is the perky young fae who runs the cafe. Max is the werewolf who's imagination is in overdrive. Ashely is the quiet siren, learning to...
