The Accidental Pet ✔️

Chapter 18

"Meara, where did you go just now?" WuJi enquires when Meara finally arrives.

Meara informs WuJi what she had observed and how she had felt guilty for not being able to help Darakt, who was her friend as well. She also tells him what she had done just minutes ago, and how she had a feeling that no one would harm Darakt anymore.

Thereafter, Meara makes a time table cum list of things to be done, with WuJi's help. She reminds WuJi that since he can only go out once in two days, he has to make sure that those days coincide with the days on which they have to work on the potion.

Together, they decide that every second day, WuJi will teach Meara how to fish. And every day, for an hour, Meara will teach WuJi, how to read and write in dragon tongue.

After all the plans are in place, Meara asks, "Do you still need to go fishing today?"

WuJi ribs his tummy, "The fish fingers were so yummy, I am not hungry anymore...hmmm, if it's okay with you, could you start teaching me my language from today itself?" He asks, hesitantly.

"Sure, but WuJi, I haven't brought any stationary with me," Meara informs.

"No problem." WuJi chirps excitedly and goes to the cupboard and retrieves the book of answers, "We can use this."

"Mn?" Meara takes the book. She is about to tell WuJi that all the pages are full, but when she opens it, her eyes widen and she gasps softly.

Why?

Simple. Because on the first page, instead of the poem she had seen earlier, she finds what she knows to be the alphabets of WuJi's native language!

Bewildered, Meara looks at WuJi's smiling face, "What happened to the poem? What if we want to read it again?" The little girl panics.

WuJi taps on the book, "This is the book of answers, whatever I need, it provides... well almost everything except fish... Because food is sacred for our kind, and one needs to work hard for food... hehe, but today I did not work hard for it... But something tells me that that's okay." WuJi snorts, which in turn makes Meara snort as well.

Once they have finally settled down, WuJi suggests going out to the beach, but Meara refuses.

"Let's study for an hour, then we will take a beach break," Meara suggests, and WuJi nods.

That is how WuJi, after years and years of not knowing how to read and write, starts his journey to learn his native language.

After an hour of studying, the two friends make their way to the beach. Of course, WuJi wears the magical window that has now transformed itself into a ring that fits the baby dragon's chubby finger perfectly. To WuJi's surprise, however, though he becomes invisible to the rest of the humans, Meara is still able to see him.

When WuJi tells Meara about it, the little girl simply shrugs and smiles, "Maybe the magical window likes me."

"That makes sense." WuJi concurs, and the two friends spend the day collecting shells and coloured rocks on the beach.

When they are finally done, they return to Darakt with a pouch full of colourful treasures, which they arrange artistically alone the kitchen counter and study table, and satisfied with their days' adventures, the two of them lie down on the cold floor of WuJi's tiny wooden home.

Every day, from that day onwards, Meara and WuJi meet and spend time with each other, studying, playing and sharing their life stories with each. And before they know it, nineteen days have passed.

On the twentieth day, Darakt makes the bottle of unfinished potion float down to Meara and WuJi who are sitting on one of the branches that are hidden from the view.