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destinyjazzhands Pffft, Evelyn wouldn't think grass flavored tea was disgusting if she was a cat, would she? Although, Destiny has never seen a cat actually drink tea before, so maybe the cats would think the tea is gross! Gah..this was all too confusing, and it was giving her a headache. Besides, they had a potion to brew! "Should we stir it around a few times, too, of just let it boil on it's own?" She never wanted to make up her ow potion again. It was hard work!
Hmm, how should they add the bezoar? The easiest thing to do would be to just throw the whole thing in, but Destiny didn't know if it would work the same as it being crushed or cut in half. "Cut in half? Do we have a sharp enough knife?" The thing was a rock! How were they supposed to cut it!? Oh..nevermind. "Nevermind, we can use MAGIC!" Duh.
Waiting until Evelyn placed her ingredient in the cauldron, Destiny picked up her crushed not pulverized mortal of grass. Tilting it over the cauldron, she emptied it's contents, then took a step away from it. What if they messed up and the cauldron blew up!? Phew. Nothing blew up..yet. "I wish there was a way to make it boil faster. It's so slooooow."
"I supposed we should stir it a few times, yea. Nothing to specific though i don't think. It's just grass and mint." Nothing magical about it, but on the other hand...it is? Since it helps with stomach aches. Probably as magical as grass and mint can be.
Glancing quickly into the cauldron, and then at the fire, the idea of cutting the bezoar kept going through her mind. She had never cut, crushed, or smashed the thing before, and she didn't even know if it was possible. What if...it was like poisonous if you cut it open? Or, made the potion...worse.
"Nevermind." she said, echoing Destiny's words.
"Let's just keep it in whole. If it dissolves then fine, if not...then we can strain it out or something at the end. I don't think we can get that down a cat's throat. Unless we shrink it or something..."
Watching her friend put the grass in with the water and mint, Evelyn took on of the clear stirring rods and quickly stirred everything before setting it down on the side. Good enough.
"Now, we should let it boil for a while, so it gives a chance for the flavors to like, meld together."
Now to just, figure out what to do with the puking pastille part and the bezoar.