The Potion Maker

Chapter One

NOTE- THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN ABOUT A YEAR AGO BY ME AND TIANA. (MY NAME IS KATIE). We are BFFS and we wanted to write this. Therefore, it isn't the best we can write, because we have improved since then. So please ignore any sentences that are not very constructive or detailed, and it will get better. Thank you! Also, part of it was written this year, so it is getting better. 😌
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I trudge through the mud in darkness, dropping leaves over my tracks. I don't like people following me. I cover my head with my hood. Finally, I reach the Potion Shack. The Potion Shack is an old cottage, where each p
Potion Maker makes their potions. Every century, there is a new Potion Maker. And every Potion Maker carries a special gift. I open the old wooden door as quietly as I can, despite its squeaking. I light some candles and start my potions. Ding! The bell to the small cottage rings, and a customer comes in. It's Rose, my usual customer. She's a fairy. A rose fairy. There's all sorts of fairies: garden fairies, food fairies, farming fairies, jewelry fairies, anything you could imagine.
"Hello, Ashley!" She says in a bright, squeaky voice.
"Hi Rose. What can I get you today?" I ask.
She fidgets with her pink and white dress nervously. "What is it?" I say.
She shakes her head.
"Listen, don't tell-" her voice trails off, because a wizard has just come in. "I'll tell you later." She says. I'm really confused. I turn my head very slowly.
"I'd like a potion!" the wizard groans.
"Okay, after I finish with this customer." I reply as nicely as I can.
"What customer?" He asks. I point to the air where Rose was. I look for Rose. She isn't there.
"It looks like your customer took the invisibility potion." He laughs. I'm really getting mad.
"Not this one. This one is a regular customer."
I fold my arms. I know she doesn't use those. I turn my head. She's hiding behind a wooden table.
"Whatever..." I say.
"I would like an invisibility potion." the wizard says.
"12 grunts please."
Grunts are like money. He gives them to me. I put six of the grunts in the potion maker cauldron. The grunts dissolve and turn into money. I can't stop thinking about what Rose was trying to tell me. She's never like that. The bell rings once more, and a new customer comes in. It appears to be a man, and I've never seen him before in my shop. He wears a dark green hood with black velvet lining, baggy black pants, and black boots that go up to his thighs. I shudder and focus myself.
"Welcome!" I say, forcing a smile. He walks up to the counter and slaps a sack on the counter harshly. I jump.
"I need two invisibility potions and one poison potion." he says. He talk softly, but I can tell it's more of a demand than a question.
"A-alright," I stutter. "Coming up!" I grab the two potions from the back.

More coming... I have to stop rn though.