 Post 4. And we sliced and we mashed and we diced - and then we saw Haddie Mischievous Niffler
"Oh okay! I thought you meant me." Kitty smiled at the professor before going back to her potion. Yeah, that made sense. Art must have been talking to Abby since she had the same last name.
Anyway, back to the potion. She sliced and she diced and she mashed, she sliced and she diced and she mashed. When the bat tongue was diced into agreeable little kibbles and the hairy fungus was mashed into pulp; next she turned her attention to the caterpillars. She twirled the dead caterpillars in her fingers curiously, feeling their bristly bodies. Caterpillars had never interested her as much as worms, but she was weird that way. It was true that worms never turned into butterflies, and that that made caterpillars more popular to many, but Kitty still preferred worms. Oh well. She sliced the caterpillars into pieces and set them aside.
And then...
HADDIE had transformed into a very small child. Kitty's mouth dropped open in amazement. "Oh my God, Haddie!" She stood from her chair and approached little Haddie and Katherine, an incredulous look on her face. "Is that really you? How do you feel being little? How old are you exactly? Were you really this adorable when you were a kid?" She fired off questions one after the other without barely any pauses in between.
It had to be potions. |