 Post #3; Potions urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
Was he running out of time? Yes. Was he starting to panic? Yes.
GULP.
Alec sprinted over towards the greenhouses, the nettles and daisies clutched in his gloved hand. He was pretty sure there would be some potions ingredients in here because... well... it was the greenhouses. Plants. They used plenty of those in potions. And there was the fact that people seemed to be milling out of various greenhouses with some weird ingredients in their hands that he was sure wasn't going to be used for cooking purposes.
So yeah. He was here. Racing. Running. For his life.
The boy skidded to a halt outside one of the greenhouse doors, his grey-blue eyes looking between each of the greenhouse doors. Each of them would have a potions ingredient inside, right? Yeah? So he just had to pick a greenhouse and whichever plant he came across that looked like something you'd use for potions... that was the plant he'd pick out.
Nodding to himself, the boy pulled open the door to Greenhouse One and entered. ... Toadstools. Those were the first things that jumped out to him -- heh -- as he looked around the greenhouse. But... were those used for potions? He... didn't know so... he'd just move on and find something else instead. Something that was...
BUBOTUBER.
Alec moved forwards towards the plant, reaching into his robe pockets as he did so. His hand clasped around an empty vial and he brought it out, reaching the plant as he did so. He bent down and placed the nettle and daisies off to one side, his grey-blue eyes examining the plant as he did so. It reminded him a lot of a slug, actually. A slug that seemed to have a severe case of acne which... was actually funny since the pus cured acne, right?
Finding a big enough boil, he positioned his vial so that it was a little close to the boil. He then reached over and gave the boil a big fat SQUEEZE! Squeeze as if it was his own boil that he was trying to get puss out of. ... No, that was just disgusting. Squeeze as if... he was trying to get ice cream. Maybe that could work. Squeeeeeeeeeeeze out the bubotuber pus! Squeeeeeeeze!
He was sort of glad that no one was here to see him do this...
...
Several minutes later, the vial was filled up, which gave the boy the indication to not squeeze any more boils. Good. Because... according to his watch, he had about ten minutes left until he had to get back to the Potions lab. GULP.
Picking up the nettle and daisies, the boy moved out of there as quickly as possible, shutting the door of the greenhouse as he went.
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