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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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Oh, they look at clous in her world all right: they just had different things.

"Oh, definitely!" Katara said, although it looked as if it would have to wait. Katara closed her eyes and the scenery changed to a dryer area devoid of grass, and also had a flute in her hand. She played a note and a singing groundhog popped out, mimicking trhe sound and promptly going back in its hole.

"A singing groundhog!"

Billy agreed. "...when this is over, I'll go swimming with the dolphins with you."

Oh, the groundhogs did sing! He smiled at it. "I never thought I'd see that. Hey...look! I think that might be Stacy," he joked, pointing at an interestingly-shaped and massive blob of fluff.

If this was all he had to do before turning back, he wouldn't mind. But that was perhaps a little too optimistic.

"Good," Katara said, smiling. "They really look like wonderful creatures. I'm a little sad we don't have them where I'm from."

She giggled at the idea of Stacy as a cloud. "No way!" she exclaimed, laughing. "Let me see it again!"

She hugged him to her, smiling. "You are an adorable kid Billy, just so you know!"

Ever-eager to please, Billy drew that cloud up again. There it was, the big, almost sick-looking mass, though they hadn't seen Stacy's exterior often.

He blushed and burrowed into her side, trying to shake that off. "And I'm sure you've heard the others describe your beauty, Katara. I would, but I don't believe it would sound as I intended it coming from my present body."

She watched, quiet for a moment. Of anything, this was a reminder that there was a lot of work for them to do. Stacy, in a sense, was damaged like they were, and needed to be healed somehow.

She patted Billy's head. "It doesn't matter what form you take Billy: I know that when you say something, I'm listening to you. You can say what you need to say. I'll know its you."

Yes, there was work ahead of them. Hopefully he'd be well enough to complete it.

Could he really tell Katara those things? She said he still had his mature mind, but she also loved to cuddle his child form. Mixed signals were so confusing.

"You're...beautiful, Katara. Not that you have to be, never, but...it's true."

Katara was a little startled at that from Billy. She was sure he was going to just evaluate how she adapted to her situations, not tell her something like this.

"Thank you Billy," she said, and she smiled. "In my own way, I think you are too. You believe in the good of people, and believe me, thinking like that is rarer than you think."

"I wish it wasn't so rare," Billy answered in a small voice, still curled close to Katara. Boy wouldn't this be an awkward time to change back.

"But I'll keep doing my part to improve things as long as you'll have me."

"I know," she said, sighing. "There's a lot of things we can do to help each other along, but we avoid it because of being on this ship. There's so much we can be capable of, so much we could aspire to be! It wont just be like this."

She shook her head. "Billy? I could never get sick of you. Why would you say such a thing?"

Billy agreed with that. "Maybe we can make it a little better for everyone somehow. I'm just not the expert in that field."

He sent a little assurance. "No, I know you won't, it's just how I phrase things...but are you sure you won't be sick of me?"

The last question is asked in a taunting tone with a slight smile, accompanied by small fingers moving to tickle her sides.

"Well who is really?" Katara asked. "We all have our own things to get over, we all have to worry about ourselves. The person who's going to pull us together is the one that has our best interests at heart."

Here, she whapped Billy on the head. "Now you're just...hee hee...stop that...being..ha ha ha!"

And now you have her captive. You suck Billy.

Oh, he does, does he?

Billy knew he only had a short time before Katara would see fit to retaliate, so he focused on wiggling his fingers over her stomach. He took full advantage of his 'adorable' face, smiling up at her as widely as he could.

"Sick of me yet?"

"You're horrible!" Katara said in between gasps, trying to right herself so she could roll herself on top of Billy and pin him down. He really was making sure he took advantage of being all cute and adorable, which didn't help her in her current situation.

Especially when he stomach was so sensitive.

"No, but I am going to get you!" She said, finally wriggling free and tugging her friend to the ground, stomach first, and tickling his back.

Yes! Maybe there were some slight advantages to this problem after all. Seeing her laugh like this was almost worth the hassle.

Billy's thoughts quickly changed course when she took the upper hand, and in seconds he was wriggling and pounding the ground helplessly. With such a small surface area of skin, overwhelming him was easier.

"...hey! Okay, okay, I'm got!" But he wasn't about to give up, oh no. Any limbs not pinned down were directed toward attempts to keep tickling.

She wasn't about to let him up easily, oh no, not after going for her weak spot! She adjusted her grip and kept him pinned down, but was noticing her grip was starting to loosen a little. Why was that?

Oh well. She still kept him down, tickling, her knee pressing a little down on his legs...and now she was noticing she was shrinking.

Uh oh. Looks like it was wearing down.

And now she was on his weak spot, his lower back, and justly so. Katara's relentless assault drew more and more laughter and squirming, helped along by the tingling he felt once more.

Age alteration was occurring again, he thought as his clothes became tight. Billy was thankful that he hadn't altered his outside and that they'd been set to adjust.

The laughs became deeper as well, reaching his normal pitch after about a half minute. And the growing stopped, thankfully leaving his body in its original state.

"...Tara," he wheezed, still trying to speak around the laughter. It would take him a second to readjust to his returned strength---his body had been altered more radically than hers. "Are you all right?"

Ha, success! She was going to continue her assault when she realized she was shrinking a little: her hips narrowed again and her hair receded a bit back to its original length. She stopped for a moment, and Billy could clearly see something in her eyes: a regret that she hadn't stayed just a little longer, but one that she had still had fun with the time given.

Billy was reverting too, and once he was back, asked her if she was okay.

"Sure, I'm fine," she said, taking a breath. "Well that was new! I didn't mind that all too much, did you?"

"I'm glad it's over," he answered, looking back over his shoulder at her. "I suppose it wasn't entirely terrible, as I realized at the end, but it would have been difficult to function that way."

Now they just had some small matters to deal with. "Do you plan to let me up, or am I due more assault?" A small pause. "Choose carefully, the fate of our dolphin swim might depend on it."

Ah, so he might be trying a little hardball.

She shrugged, then gave him a playful luck. "In that case, maybe next time you'll pick the fruit juice over the sweets! That way you won't have to worry about being a kid. Still, I do wish I could have stayed like that for a little longer. It was nice."

Here though, it was OK to let him up: they'd had fun, and the truth was she really wanted to see those dolphins. "I think you know the answer to that," she said, "but let's do it at dusk!"

"Hey!" Billy batted at her with a hand, trying his best to look indignant. He wasn't quite adorable anymore, but maybe he could settle for funny. "If we find out who was responsible and they're friendly, maybe you can ask them to do it again."

He got to his feet gratefully, then altered the scenery---a shoreline at dusk. Several dolphins leaped out of the water gracefully, seemingly beckoning them forward.

Billy took a minute to do some stretches, just to be sure that he was comfortable in his body again, then started to approach the waves. "When you're ready."

"Well, we'll see," Katara said. "We don't know how busy it'll be in the next few months, so I can't make anything definite. It would be nice though, just to try it again."

When the scenery changed though, she felt herself start to relax. It wasn't often she could relax in her own preferred surrounds, so this was definitely a treat. The dolphins seemed pretty friendly too: she wondered if this was also the case back where Billy lived.

Katara did a few stretches of her own and followed suit, moving more gracefully once she made contact with the water.

"All right," he answered, "but this time I think I'll decline. I don't want to take unnecessary risks."

To be honest, Billy hadn't known dolphins personally. He'd been on a scuba trip once, and watched documentaries, but he lacked personal experience. Instead, he drew on Stacy's memory banks to keep everything realistic.

He switched to a swimsuit and swam alongside Katara, competent but clumsy by comparison. "They'll approach soon. Just a minute."

She laughed. "I think you'd be able to manage OK, once you got the hang of it. How often is it that we get to enjoy being a kid again anyway?"

She actually wouldn't have minded turning into one herself. It would be nice to not have to be the motherly one for a little while.

Katara took off her clothes and was in her white suit, and sure enough, a dolphin approached her, making a chirping noise that she had never heard before. It seemed to indicate she could climb on its back, but she looked at Billy, makings ure she understood its meaning.

"Not often if I have any say in it! But there was an advantage or two," he had to admint.

Billy nodded encouragingly. "I don't speak dolphin, but I think it wants to take you for a ride." Careful now, Katara, or it'll take you without your consent.

Even now, there was one circling Billy curiously. He offered a hand, waited, and the dolphin rubbed itself against his arm.

"Hi," came Billy's greeting, soon turning into a yelp when it slid under and began to pull him after Katara.

"Yes, I noticed," Katara said dryly, laughing. "You were able to move around a lot quicker than normal. You are getting better, in case you were wondering."

Katara is more than willing to let the dolphin take her along and it does just that. She let's out a yelp, but replaces that with a cheer as she repositions herself so her legs were gripping the dolphin more. She looks over at Billy and grins.

"You were right! This is fun!"

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