Freshly coming out of the sewage made Georgie appreciate how beautiful Pelican town was in broad daylight. Even if she had to keep in the shadows to stay out of human sighting, she can’t help but bring her face out into the afternoon sunstream and feel the refreshing beams warm her skin. The town air was alive with aromatic flowers and she took her sweet time bringing in air into her lungs. If she could, she would choose to sit out there all day with nothing to do but breathe. The tempting fantasy made her throat constrict in knots and she had to shake it off.

After Krobus, she should be going back to the swamp and finish at her alchemy table. But this was Pelican town. This place was special to her. On the way back, she always made sure to pass by the Mullner house.

Right on time Haley strikes up a conversation with Alex, effectively distracting him. They hung out on the front door right by the front window so Georgie had to creep by the fences, keeping inside bushes until she spotted their kitchen windowsill which was a considerable distance away from the bush she found herself hiding in.

“It’s way too hot.” she heard Haley say “Come on.” Alex was pulled by his hand, both of them sitting under the shade of a cherry blossom tree that was directly across the Mullner’s kitchen windowsill.

“Siiiin?” Teacup’s eyes widened at her, questioning.

She huffed, hating this setback. Plan A always worked. At the back of her mind she always hoped she never had to do Plan B. “I hate to do this. But.. I’m gonna be relying on you, lil’ Teacup.”

Teacup’s face were made of lacy patterns that resembled eyes and mouth then it transformed to a determined, no-nonsense look. “Sin.”

Hiding behind a bushy undergrowth, she whispered to her “Use trick room.”

Lacy patterns on her cup glowed blue ever so slow, increasing in intensity. Georgie had to hug lil’ Teacup against her chest so her light doesn’t attract attention. Then she peeked out of the bush and watched a transparent screen of walls beginning to form and surround their area. She released the breath she was holding, “You did it!” she whisper-hissed, “I’m so proud of you! And in record time! Amazing.”

Teacup trilled in excitement as she floated and exited their hiding place to hover in widening circles out in broad daylight.

She had to make this quick. She gripped inside her hands the beets and mushrooms from her satchel and stepped out of her bush. Then she stopped short. Frozen, mouth agog as her eyes roamed the skies.

Georgie thought she knew what to expect of what trick room does to their surrounding area but the grips of Teacup’s power was so astounding that it bent every creature to an alien ghost’s whims. “Teacup?” she muttered, a little bit dazed and a whole lot confused. She expected herself to be able to run extremely fast as the bigger humans move in a pace slower than a snail’s. But the trick room power extended to more than initially expected.

Teacup rolled around in the air, floating happily with a trilling sound. She flew faster than she ever could, giggling as she zigged and zagged fast as a buzzing bee. Above them, clouds rolled by fast as a speeding carousel. Trees moved with unnatural speed, shaking about branches creaking in a riotous noise. Some worms ran. Like really ran and consumed leaves off plants like champions in an eating contest. Frogs hopped around in frenzied glee with reckless abandon and one of them made a perfect hop straight into Teacup’s.

Georgie’s little alien pet gasped in surprise by the unwelcome intrusion, and it was quickly followed by a dazed joyous expression transforming her face. The lacy patterns starting to glow gold and blue.

“Oh no, not now lil’ Teacup.” By the time she pulled the frog off her, it was already too late. Teacup was overwhelmed with fullness, bloated to complete drowsiness that her trick room effect fell off just as the frog she was holding turned ashen like a dry husk, then to dust it disintegrated carried by the wind.

In frustration she hastily went back to hiding in her bush and frowned at the kitchen windowsill where she was supposed to discreetly pile her food gifts for George and Evelyn. There was no Plan C. Teacup snored in her hands and she settled the little thing back unto the top of her head where the little alien pet subconsciously latched and balanced on even as Georgie moved. Her little pet was a young alien who fed off creatures that matched her size, but she was still young. That meant after eating, she immediately goes to sleep.

Just then, she spied a giant green bow at the corner of her eye. It was Jas walking by in town square, wearing her purple dress and right along behind her trailed 7 blue chickens like ducks to their mother. Each of the blue chickens strapped with pretty girlish bows in various shades of green. The sight of them trailing behind Jas gave Georgie a bright idea.

She was sure no one has ever thought of it before.

Chickens.

She just needed chickens.