Isabelle delivered the grocery items to mom first before paying her friend a visit. The suburban area in her neighborhood made it easier for her to get from place to place with ease. Plus, the area she grew up in had friendly faces and was a safe place, so she had no issues walking around doing errands for herself and her mom.

Isabelle skipped across the sidewalk without a care in the world, until she approached a small, but simple house. She stepped on the doormat and knocked on the door. Isabelle stepped back and waited for someone to answer the door, with the bags of medicine still in hand.

The doorknob wobbled a bit before it opened. A hamster and guinea pig peeked out from the door. When they saw who it was, they both jumped up and down in excitement.

“Isabelle, you’re here!”

“Hi Chi-Chi, hi Harry, great to see you again.” Isabelle greeted, bending down to get to their level.

“Same here,” Harry told her. “Why don’t you come on in?”

“Sure thing.”

Isabelle walked in, headed to the living room, and set her belongings on the table, along with the medicine. Harry and Chi-Chi followed her and got up on the table to check the contents inside.

“Hey, what are these supposed to be?” Chi-Chi asked, digging her head into the bag. “I don’t think I’ve seen them before.”

Isabelle took the plastic bag away from them and pulled out the medicines.

“This is medicine. It’s something humans use to make themselves feel better.” She explained to them.

“Huh.” Harry cocked his head while staring at the items on the table. “This is fascinating. We just use spells, herbs, or potions to heal our wounds.”

“Benjamin has nothing too serious.” Isabelle waved it off. “Though, if I recall, some humans do use herbs...”

“How neat. That’s another thing your species have in common with ours.”

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Harry and Chi-Chi led Isabelle to the only bedroom upstairs. The magician decorated the once girly room into something he found more fitting for him. Purple walls plastered all over the place. A bed with black sheets sat in the far back of the room, with white curtains resting by the windows. For the flooring, he used a dark gray carpet.

No matter how many times Isabelle entered the room, she never got used to the new look. Upon entering, a lump under the covers caught her attention immediately as it squirmed around and groaned.

“Hey, Benjamin, are you ok?” Isabelle asked, walking over to his bedside and turning on the dark purple lamp.

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“Isabelle, is that you?” A weak voice came out.

“Yeah, it’s the one and only.”

Benjamin pulled the covers over as he slowly inched up from his back and rubbed his eyes.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

“Can I not come over to visit?”

Benjamin shook his head. “I just don’t want you to catch this...”

“I know, which is why I brought some medicine,” Isabelle replied as she took medicine from her pockets and presented it to him.

“Huh? That’s what you humans use to heal one another?”

“It’s more or less curing one's sickness, not necessarily ‘healing’ another or yourself.”

Isabelle opened the box and took out a bottle. She opened it and poured a small amount into the plastic cup before giving it to her friend. He looked at the contents and inched away from it. The smell of the concoction flew into his nostrils, seeping through like the smell of burning oil.

“Do I have to take this?”

“I know it sucks, but this is the best one I could find with your symptoms,” Isabelle told him.

“It’ll taste awful, but you’ll get better little by little if you take these.”

Benjamin’s heart pounded across his chest. What had he gotten himself into? He adapted to this world on his own and dealt with the war in his old school. It’d be ludicrous to back out to something like this. Besides, the sooner he got better, the sooner he could prepare for school when it started again. He needed to prepare for world conquest alongside his new and old partners.

Benjamin swallowed hard as his hands gripped the small cup with the liquid inside. He shut his eyes tight and drank the whole thing in one fell swoop. His body quivered as the aftertaste lingered in his mouth.

“Hopefully, you’ll feel better.” Isabelle chirped as Chi-Chi hopped on the bed and took the cup from his hands. She left to the bathroom to wash it, all while trying not to get any backwash on her.

“Yeah, thanks,” Benjamin replied, the bitter taste still resonating in his throat. He tried his best to clear the throat without hurting it too much. “So, is there anything else I need to do?”

“Just rest and relax.”

“But that’s what I’ve been doing for the past couple of hours!”

“You don’t have to yell at me like that, you know.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“Hey, what about that TV show you guys like so much? You could always watch that in the living room.” Isabelle suggested.

“The one with the butler?” Benjamin asked. He shook his head and frowned. “It got canceled before the story concluded.”

“And some cooking show replaced it,” Harry added, groaning in frustration. “It’s nowhere as good, though. I wish I knew how the other show ended...”

“I like it,” Chi-Chi said once she returned from the bathroom. “That cooking show’s pretty funny.”

“Oh, I see,” Isabelle replied. “Do you at least remember the name of the show?”

“Not really.” Benjamin slumped back on the bed in defeat. “I’ll find something else to do while resting up, I suppose.”

“That’s the spirit!” Isabelle clasped her hands together excitedly. She checked her watch and gasped‌.

“I’d love to stay, but you need your rest, and I have stuff to do, so I’ll have to take my leave.”

Benjamin cleared his throat and rubbed his eyes again. Harry went over to bring him a tissue box for him to use.

“Thanks.”

Isabelle giggled as she waved goodbye to everyone before taking her leave and heading home.