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Chapter 11
Sadi ☕︎ MIA	October 27, 2020 1:30 am

Previous Chapter There was a grunt in response to Remus, and slowly he moved forth, emerging from the shadows like one might approach a timid creature - slowly and cautiously. "Byssus is my name. Now might you consider answering my question?" Remus stumbled back, falling to his rump as his savior emerged. Eyes were wide on him. His body was littered with scars - it resembled a net pattern. His tentacles were long, and looked like they could easily reach the distance between them and grip ahold of him. The most terrifying part of him though...was his teeth - long, razor sharp, teeth made it near impossible for his lips to meet. Remus gulped. He was a monster right out of his worst nightmare. "Red and yellow make orange. Green and blue make --" "What, pray tell, are you doing?" Byssus eyed the pup, brows raised. Remus gasped for air. "Calming method. Green and blue make purple..." He continued rambling off what colors made what, all while Byssus watched, tail swishing behind him in mild annoyance. "I'm not going to eat you y'know?" Byssus sighed, lowering to the ground. The tentacles moving to wrap gently around him, in an effort to make himself seem...less...intimidating. "You might! I don't know that!" Remus squeaked at his sudden movement, a shudder moving across his body. A low rumble came forth from Byssus as a laugh exploded from between his lips. "You're quite rude, for a whelp that's barely big enough to be a bite sized snack." Byssus was teasing, though that was clearly lost in translation as the color seemed to leave Remus' face. Byssus sighed. "I like fish. Not pups. Fish. I've never in my three millennia years of life tried a pup. Please stop looking at me like that. It was a joke. A joke. They still do that in this timeline, right?" Remus felt his frown deepen as the Waja spoke. "You're three millenniums old? That's...ancient. Where's your grays? Where's your wrinkles?! I thought all old Wajas had long white beards?" Byssus sputtered. "Excuse you! I work hard to keep my physique in this prime shape. Hmph." He huffed and turned his nose up at the pup. But the clear sarcasm had somehow worked to calm the pup some. He watched, out of the corner of his eye, as the whelp moved a step towards him. "If you're that old, that makes you older than even the oldest Waja that I know!" Remus was still skeptical. He shrugged, and sighed. "There's plenty of old creatures hidden in the cracks and crevices of this land. It's just a matter of finding them." "Really?" Remus sat, a whole two steps closer to the "monster". "Surely you don't think that what you see is the end all be all of the world?" He sighed, shaking his head. "What are the youth's of this world being taught? When I was your age, I believed in all things Magic and great, and you're struggling to believe someone is capable of being older than a couple years." He crossed his front paws, and turned back to the pup. "Now that you've calmed down, let us talk about why you stole from me little whelp." His brows furrowed as Remus tensed. "I don't know what you me---" "You need not lie to me. I can see through your lies. It's time for some truth. Answer honestly or I will be forced to use another method to get the truth." Remus gulped and whimpered. "It was an accident...kind of. We were just painting George's bricks! He loves his bricks so we thought if we painted them he wouldn't be so grumpy! It might cheer him up! But he got even more grumpy, and he threatened to tell our pa, and then he chased us into the mining cave - we're not supposed to go to the mining cave, but we sneak in there sometimes. And then we got lost, we went deeper then we usually do, and some weird beast appeared that was going to attack us, and we found the underwater cavern and realized we could breathe under there, and we kept going until we eventually found the clearing, and then and then, we hunted for treasures - SHELLS AND ROCKS! And then Romulus found the book, and chanted a "spell", except it didn't do anything. Then the book started talking and told us about some weird ball, and then we used the ball as you were coming in and we managed to escape and then we ran into some scary wolf beast thing, and then, and then, and then!" He'd been talking all in one breath, and now was gasping for air. Byssus sighed, rubbing his face with his paws. "This is why I never had pups, the lot of you are just trouble walking on four paws." He shifted, walking towards the pup, a paw gently patted his head. "Breathe before you pass out." Remus swallowed the lump that was forming, tears welled up in his eyes. "Romulus and I fought too. I thought the book was weird, but he kept defending it." "Yes, well, that is what that book does. It causes rifts between people. Do you recall what the spell was you chanted first?" He shifted, a whine. "Something about Halloween and fun, and letting loose?" The paw fell off his head and he looked up to find Byssus frozen. "What is it?" "Things just got, very, very, messy. That spell has a time limit to reverse things. Once midnight of Halloween passes, everyone effected by the spell is stuck as they were. If my dates are not confused, today is Halloween, and it's already mid afternoon. That means there is only a few hours to fix things before it becomes permanent." "What do you mean, the spell didn't work?" Remus frowned, glancing around. "No, it definitely did. That wolf beast was probably one of your friends turned into a werewolf. That particular spells makes everyone effected by it into some form of monster, and they slowly lose their senses until the end of Halloween when they permanently become that monster and take on the full of their traits." He shifted. "A messy spell indeed." "Wait..." He groaned. "That was George then!" Byssus gave a nod. "Probably. They retain identifying features - colors of fur, eyes, personality traits, ect. To reverse the spell, you must recognize the person, and use their rightful name in the reversal spell. It'll be time consuming because you must do it in their presence." "I..think...we made a mess, didn't we?" "That's what I've been saying." He chuckled. "At least this is fixable. Well pup, lead the way, it's time to move this along so I can go confinscate that book back from your brother. It seems like he's the perfect pawn for Mordimer's schemes." Remus nodded and turned to lead the way down the road. MINIGAME ALERT: Ends @ 11:59 PM, 10/27 Come up with the perfect reversal spell for Remus and Byssus to use! One lucky winner will be selected and will receive a doodlecorn of choice + 5 cwp and will have their spell featured in the story. 10 randomly picked winners will receive a doodlecorn Whisper + 1 cwp. 1 entry per person. Include your User ID or your entry wont count. Thank you for partaking!

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