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The Sinking Feeling You Get When You Eat Magic Food

Welcome meatship crewmembers to the instrument of pure silly.

It had been a long period of waiting, but a prank was about to be issued after these dire dark times. As such, tables were set up around the WITCH Bus and other locations, unmanned stands where Lemonade and Brownies were available with the compliments of your friendly companions.

Do you dare risk chocolately goodness or sour-sweetness to discover it's dark delicious secrets?

(ooc: tag around, bug others and feel free to continue to madness. IC duration is about a day. Unless you deliberately take more with you. As a reminder, Lemonade brings you up ages to a good looking adultish level. Brownies turn you into kids. GO NUTS. Refer to the ooc post for details and ask questions there.)

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"Some things never change I guess," Katara said. Then again, Katara finds it rather freeing to act like this when she's older anyway. "I'm sure it would be. I don't usually jump my friends like that so suddenly. But seriously, you are kind of cute that way."

She laughed. "Oh, he won't need to. These only last for a fwe hours. Enjoy it while you can."

"Thanks..." Look, Katara, now you've made him all shy and embarrassed again. Tavros wouldn't have described himself as cute, even back when he was a grub.

At her answer, he perks up again. "Oh, um... really? Well, that's, kind of a relief. I thought, we might be stuck like this for a long time."

She shook her head. "No, it can only last for so long. I'm kinda enjoying it though. People have this thing about looking at me like I'm a kid even though I've been through a lot of pretty adult ind of stuff. It's annoying. At least this way I can look how I actually feel, you know?"

Tavros nods at that. He definitely understands.

"Yeah, um, I think I do. War, and battle training, and that sort of thing, uh, really makes you grow up fast."

Oh yeah it did, not to mention watching your people being subverted and all of your benders being carted away, along with, you know, your mother's death and your father leaving to be in a war.

"Something like that, yes. I'm just glad no one stepped on you, Tavros. Is there anything special trolls do when they're grubs?"

Probably for the best that Katara doesn't know about the horrifying Alternian war campaign, then. At least there's no way Tavros can participate now.

"Yeah, um, that's why I'm staying in the chair!"

He pauses, thinking her question over. He doesn't remember much about his own larval awakening.

"Umm, I don't think so. At this stage, we mostly just, uh, look for food, I guess, and then pupate. Nothing really interesting happens until, um, we get our arms and legs."

"As long as you stay there, you ought to be okay," Katara said, petting the grub. "I don't want anything bad happening to you, even if I'm sure that this isn't going to last more than a few hours."

She nodded.

"So I guess this sort of de-aging isn't going to be much fun for you, huh?"

Tavros smiles as she pats him. "I'll be fine," he assures her, "I'll just, stay here, in my chair, um, and wait for it to wear off, or something. Most people seem to be, uh, avoiding me, anyway. I guess I do look, kind of strange."

At her question he gives the rough equivalent of a shrug, a bit of a rolling lift at the "shoulders" that travels most of the length of his body, like a wave.

"It's not so bad, really. Um, it's definitely, giving me a different perspective on things. And, whenever I change back, I'll appreciate, uh, being able to move around again."

That's Tavros for you. Never one to complain.

"That's true," Katara said, smiling. "Of course, if you like, you can just ride on my shoulder a bit, just until this wears off. I don't mind you being around me, you know."

He really was nice though. She felt bad that people were staying away from him. She didn't like bugs most of the time, but Tavros was an exception.

He doesn't mind too much. He's still a bit shy, and it's obvious to him by now that he looks pretty different. Especially in this form.

"Well, um, maybe, if you don't mind. But, be careful. If this stuff wears off suddenly, uh, I don't want you to get hurt or something."

"I wouldn't worry about it," Katara said, "I'm pretty strong. Come on: I don't want you to get hurt, and I don't mind you being here."

She would manage.

Mostly he's worried about his horns taking an eye out or something. But there's that too.

"Well, um. Okay, then, if you're sure..."

He stretches up a little. Predictably his last set of legs don't work, but it seems to be less of a hindrance in this form.

"I am," she said, and made sure that he was secure enough on her shoulder so he didn't fall off.

She plopped him on her right shoulder, grinning at him. "Come on! You can be my ears and eyes!"

Yes, she's an optimist and an idealist.

Tavros grins back and gets comfortable on her shoulder.

"Wow, uh... you really got tall. It's like, suddenly I can see forever."

She laughed aloud. "Yes, I did! I like it, actually. I've never been this tall before."

She patted him on the head. "Let me know if you're in danger of falling off, ok?"

As he's patted, he smiles. He's still surprised by how nice she is, even if she doesn't normally like bugs.

"I think, I can hang on. Thanks, though."

"Good," she said, patting him, and smiling.

"Where would you like me to take you?"

"Oh, um, I didn't really have anywhere in mind. Just, wherever you were going, I guess."

Matt had been sweeping the dust from the front of the bus when he looked up at the table. He groaned softly as he hung his head, realizing that a prank was probably in action. "Oh boy..."

Katara had decided she wanted one other person to see her like this, if only because she had asked once before to go on a picnic, and what better way to get Tavros to see a picnic.

She walked over to Matt and tapped him on the shoulder. "I guess you didn't touch anything, huh?"

Tavros hasn't met Matt before, so for the time being he clings to Katara's shoulder and tries not to be a large distracting insect on her shoulder.

He fails miserably.

"Huh? Hey Katara," he greeted, trying not to boggle. My god she looked GREAT. Well, it wasn't that she didn't look great before but...

With great effort, Matt rolled up his tongue, fixed his pole-axed expression, nodded at the grub!Tavros and added, "Looks like it's a prank done with my foodstuff. Not that I'm adverse to pranks but I gotta wonder who did it."

She did notice the lingering look, and was privately gleeful over this, but hid it well. She privately wondered what an older or younger Matt might have looked like, but it was ok he was just like this too.

She nodded. "Well, its definitely Negi's aging pills mixed with your food, but I doubt Negi is the one actually responsible for it all. He's already been punished by his mother for the thing with Devlin."

Here though, she decided to borrow some of her new forthright courage. "Hey, would you like to visit the city and have a picnic?"

Tavros nods back, taking care not to scratch Katara with his stubby little horns. Other than that, he stays out of the conversation for now. Even he's not so oblivious that he can't see what's going on between these two.

"Well that's true. He's earned enough trouble for one week." It was said with no real malice, just a shake of his head.

At the suggestion, Matt's expression lit up. "Sure why not. That'll give me a chance to make something."

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