Nico and Pixie: About Those Explosions

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Nico was sitting on her bed, surrounded by many, many books. There were so many that it was a little hard to see her behind the self made barrier of texts, actually. In front of her was a cauldron she had managed to obtain from Amanda; while her mentor was unable to prepare potions anymore -Nico had now idea of how that could happen though- she probably could, and so trying to toy with some harmless herbs and mixes Amanda had given to her seemed to be a logical exercises. Nico was currently trying to make a potion that would supposedly allow someone to stay awake for a couple of days, as in caffeine rush awake, but she was starting to think her mix looked a little like nitroglycerin.

Pixie hadn't even noticed Nico at first, as she came into the room and dumped her book bag unceremoniously onto her bed. She shuffled over to the suite's small kitchen area, poking around for a snack even though she knew she didn't have any crisps left.

Suddenly she paused and sniffed the air. Was something burning? She heard rustling behind a pile of books on Nico's side of their room.

"Nico?"

There was a second of silence before Nico's head appeared from the book fortress. "What made you think that?" There was a smirk on her face as she looked down again, her face showing concern. "If anything happens, Pix, I want to tell you how much I've liked being your roommate." She then crouched again. "Come and take a look."

Intrigued, Pixie abandoned her search for snacks and picked her way around the piles of books to sit on the edge of Nico's bed. "What are you making?" she asked, peering down into the cauldron. "It actually smells kind of good right here. Kind of like permanent markers and hot peppers."

Nico laughed under her breath. "I don't think it's edible...at least not like a meal. A potion, maybe." The goth was looking at a book while she put some herbs on the cauldron, some bubbles appearing. "It's like...a magical energy drink; I think we shouldn't drink this though, not until I'm sure it won't make us explode."

"Energy drink? That might be handy come finals week." Pixie glanced guiltily over to her book bag lying half-open on her bed where she'd tossed it. The term had barely started and already she was putting off homework to the last possible minute.

"Do you think it could explode?" she asked jokingly, in a hopeful tone. "Maybe just a little bit? It would be a really good excuse if my math assignment got singed."

Nico stopped to look at the cauldron, checking that it wouldn't suddenly be overflowed with apparently hot-as-hell bubbles, and then back at Megan. "Yeah, it would sure help; it's suppose to keep someone up and going for two or three days. And no, I think it won't explode...not if I'm careful, of course." She didn't mention than forcing something to explode would probably destroy the whole room, they included; while Amanda had given her enough raw material to try and make a Molotov cocktail, the older witch also trusted she wouldn't do anything stupid.

"I could just set your homework on fire...but then again, I think that might not be the wisest idea. Ever."

"No, it wouldn't... I'm trying to keep my motivation up--but honestly, does the average X-man ever have to do trigonometry? If that's even what I want to be when I graduate."
Pixie turned her attention back to the simmering cauldron. "You look like a real witch, Nico, with your cauldron and everything," she said, smiling.

Nico shrugged. "They apparently have to handle some computers and stuff...technical things, so I think some of them might need the knowledge." The sentence was followed by a snort as she looked at at Megan now, not sure if she would smile or laugh openly. She did a bit of both. "You think? I only need a broom now, then, and my evil plan will be finished, he he he~"

"Ooo, and an animal familiar. Do real witches get familiars?" She tried to think of what kind of animal her roommate would have an affinity with. Of course, the image of a black cat popped into her head, but then she thought of Catseye and it just didn't seem to fit.

Nico shrugged as well. "I think they can get one of they want, but nothing like your usual black cat...and that would be too weird." She was also thinking about Catseye, and the fact it was still complicated to think of the girl in her cat form without considering her the cutest pet ever. The was a weird sound of eruption on the cauldron, and then the liquid settled down. "And...I think it's ready."

Pixie leaned in close. "So you're not going to test it on yourself? I think someone should drink it. At least a little bit." There were kids at the school who were immune to poisons, she thought.

"Oh, I am, and nobody else probably." Last thing she wanted was to kill someone in the school. Cammie might be immune to poisons -she had considered that as well-, but maybe she wasn't immune to magic, and she wasn't risking it. "I just need to gather the guts..." maybe she shouldn't...

Pixie sucked in her breath. "Maybe just a thimble-full." She had a lot of confidence in Nico, but she also didn't know what to do if the potion had a severe adverse effect on her. "Can the school nurse deal with magical, medical emergencies?"

"Not...really." Nico ignored the first part, since it would only lead to more talking about the matter. "Which is why I'm not so sure about getting someone to drink this... maybe I should get a sample and send it to Amanda." Standing, Nico looked around for a vial or anything to keep the mix safe. "Now where did I leave that thing?" She turned around, and walked towards her closet.

Pixie looked at Nico, and back at the cauldron. When Nico didn't turn back around, Pixie poked the surface of the liquid with her index finger. It was hot, but not scalding. She licked her finger. The potion didn't really taste like anything she could identify. Surreptitiously, she looked back to her friend and suddenly started giggling uncontrollably.

Nico finally found the vial of sorts she was looking for...and heard the giggling. "Aw, fuck", muttered as she turned back to see Pix getting more and more hyper by the minute. "...You didn't!"

"Ehehehe, I did," said Pixie, bouncing in place on the bed. Her eyes were lit up like a pinball machine and her wings were faintly glowing with energy. "I think it's fine I don't think there's anything wrong with it but I can take a bigger sample if you like," she offered helpfully, books shifting all over the bedspread while she bounced.

"You sound like Doreen with sugar on her; which is nice, but not on you." She closed the cauldron, securing it so Megan couldn't open it, and then placed it under her bed. "Alright...we need this thing to run out, so...do stuff?" Just don't break anything...

"Do you want to go outside and play Chase?" Pixie leaped up and started hovering around the room a little, wings narrowly missing furniture, books, dishes.

Nico jumped, catching one of Megan's legs and pulling her down, or at least managing to hold her like a kite; an over active living kite of sorts. "Alright, alright, let's get going then!" She was so getting killed if someone saw the energized version of her roommate; even worst, she had no idea of what could Megan say to others, so it was better to wear her down and then...hope for the best.
 

The normally calm Pixie was pulling toward the door like a bad puppy on a leash. She had to get outside. "I won't fly over the treetops, not that I really like to do that anyway, but just to be fair. Sometimes I like to take naps outside but I haven't done it in a while." She just couldn't seem to stop talking.
 

Once outside, Pixie zipped around in acrobatic fashion, climbing high into the air and diving as she never had tried before. After a few minutes, though, she sagged back down to the ground.

"I feel... tired," she complained, feeling more or less normal. "What the bloody hell was I doing?"
 

Nico caught up, looking both worried and amused. "Well...never mind. Let's get inside before someone sees us." She was so going to throw that potion.