He Can Speak

John spoke, “what the hell just happened Elizabeth”?

“Well it looks like the potion turned you into a dog”. “I know it did that I’m asking WHY it did that?” he snapped back. “I don’t know really! Look just stay here a minute while I go check something”. Elizabeth turned from John and rushed to the ingredients, leaving him to himself.

John began to look around the room in frustration when he suddenly heard a voice he did not recognize. “Told ya that ya should’a picked the cat potion. Now yer a mangy mutt”. John looked in the direction of the voice and saw Sybil perched high up on a shelf, looking down at him. “Did you just speak to me?”, she cocked her head to the side “well ya don’t see anyone else here do ya”? She smirked a bit “before ya ask, I can usually only speak to Elizabeth, cause ya got turned into a dog though, ya can understand me to. Looks like ya really messed up the mix dinna ya? Speaking of which…” she trailed off as you heard Elizabeth quickly approaching. She held up a bottle of Bloodmeal. “John did you use this bottle of Poultry Bloodmeal”? “I think so”, her face dropped. “John that was the wrong ingredient. Do you know how easily a wrong ingredient can make a dangerous potion”? He snapped back at her “well you never specified which one! You said grab some Bloodmeal so I did”. “John I didn’t know there were two up there and I figured you would ask if there were”. John sighed and sat his furry rear to the ground. Elizabeth sat crossed legged on the ground in front of him.

John eventually looked up to her “so how long will it take to fix this”? Sybil cut in before she could answer “I think ya mean IF she can fix it”. Elizabeth shot her a look as John yelped loudly. “What do mean! Am I stuck like this”! Elizabeth quickly bent down to him placing her hands on his face. “John calm down just a moment and let me explain. Potions are complicated, I could make you a counter potion, but I’ve never even made a full animal potion before. I could just make it worse if I tried something. The good news though is it might still be a 24 hour potion so it might wear off”. Johns puppy dog eyes stared up at her “and if not”? “Then I’ll look through some old textbooks or see if I can find a more experienced witch to see if they can fix this”. She slowly began to pet him, he felt a bit patronized, but it felt really good for some reason. “I promise John I’ll try to fix this, just trust me okay”. John wasn’t sure if it was because he was a dog, but he felt very trusting off her. “Alright, thank you Elizabeth”. She smiled at him.

Elizabeth stood up. “Well I guess we’ll just have to make do until then. I guess you’re kind of going to have a bit of a lifestyle change for a while, but don’t worry I’ll take care of you as best as I can. It’s a good thing you’re so darn cute”. He looked at her a bit disgruntled. “I’m not a pet you know”. She laughed a bit “I know, but you’re just so fluffy. Um, it might sound weird by the way but is it alright if I pet you once in a while?”

John didn’t want to be treated like a pet, he was still a person after all. Although he did like how the pets felt before. He made a decision very soon.