Granny Badu

Nina held a blade at the womans throat. It was a large one. One big enough to fill the hallway, it teeth dripping a venomous green poison unto its tip that would linger there until the sword would drink it back. Two red eyes swam out of sight of the mortal realm and light left the room as the blade was clenched.

"Did you just kill my young masta ? " Nina asked the question with eyes ready to kill.

The old lady dissapeared.

'Bonk. '

"Dont go pointing that nasty thing at me ya overgrown daisy. " The old lady came forward cane a swirling like a helicopter. "Ya can clearly see hes still breathing . Go on , check . "

Nina moved to Zabus side and leaned in , poking the boy with the hilt of the ginormous weapon and listening for a breath.

She heard a 'Not today .....'snore' .....try .... later ."

Nina let out a breath. In a moment her blade was gone. Light once more being breathed into the room.

Nina leaned back embarrased , some red taking her face as she scratched her head.

' Keh keh keh keh. ' She laughed away the situation. "Thought we had a backstabbing situation .....keh keh keh .....keh ...heh."

Granny Badu mumbled something about overgrown daisy's with bigger arms than brains, as she leaned close to the ground, with surprising strength she lifted Zabu up with one arm.

Then they were gone.

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Zabu awoke on a bed.

He breathed heavier than he usually did as the dream left him. It was so vivid he thought.

Zabu didnt know why he queationed it , but he couldnt help wondering, was that really just a dream?

He got off his bed and walked up to the door , ready to start his day, still rubbing his eyes from the sleep. He wondered what time it was as he opened the door.

Then blinked rapidly.

He double taked , head whipping back and forth.

That wasnt his room! And he hadnt been sleep either!He had been counting money with Noisy Nina. That made him pause, as buterflies began floating in his stomach at his dream . Zabu pushed them away as he narrowed his eyes and vowed to get to the bottom of this.

When Zabu walked forward into the hall and smelled strange punguent odors pop into his nose and hanging baskets of gold flies emanate a bright light he had a feeling he knew where he was. He wasnt sure though, until he walked forth into the hall where he was greeted by a tush wrapped in green swinging into the air and an old lady speaking in overlapping accents above a pile of leaves.

The woman turned at the sound of Zabus footsteps.

"Well if it isnt sleeping beauty himself. Cmon and help miss Badu cook up this mud. "

Zabu sighed in defeat. He had been magicked again.

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Hibiscus leaves, daffodils, lizards tell, apple core, tree juice, rock tears, rusty pot, grated cheese, hectic fruit , old mud, dragons blood.

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The recipe for old ancient Mud.

The description read further.

From times of yonder, past the limits of physical being, lies an old primordial. This primordial wasn't quite satisfied with the future of man as a desolate ape and decided to enhance thier very spirit with a bond made through the very earth .

Old Ancient Mud was the result.

Zabu flipped the page briefly.

Sounds sketchy he thought.

He turned his head to an old lady who sat a ways away at a small kitchen . Pops and bubbles emanated violently as she grabbed an assortment of things and smacked them in the pot.

Poof.

A small green smoke hit the air.

"This sounds sketchy granny. Why are we eating sketchy mud? "

The old lady didn't answer for a while, she was busy singing to herself , swinging her tush, and lifting a metal lid and smelling the result. She never did turn back to answer. Instead, she showed that she was listening with a spatula throw of wet muck.

"Oi , Granny ! "

Zabu jumped back quickly .

"Kaaa! Kakakakakaka!"Granny Badu laughed back maniacally.

"Just testing your reflexes boy, seen ya out there swinging your sword. " She raked the insides of the pot again, then gave it a swirl and turned down the fire.

"Not too shabby boy. " She said turning the fire down and turning around.

"Its likely what prompted the vision you had the other day. "

Zabu was stumped. This old lady had eppeared out of nowhere, sprinkled sparky dust in his eyes, and now he was having strange dreams and being made to help make mud while she talked of visions.

He didnt like it.

Zabu sighed and leaned his head on the table as he wished for his bags of coin. " I dont know what youre talking about granny."

"Woah! " Zabu jumped out if the way as more glop flew by his head from what he was now considering a dangerous spatula.

" Two days ago you had a vision. Just like the one i prompted earlier , shouldn'tve left your mind just yet. "

Zabu thought about it as mud sloshed down a wall. He hadnt had any visions , he would remember, the only thing he had was that dream thee other ...- oh.

"The one with the panther? " Zabu asked tilting his head.

Granny Badu shrugged her shoulders. "Dont ask me , thier your visions. What i do know... . " She replied, and while she talked she climbed atop the counter and reached for the dishes she kept atop her top shelf.

She jumped down then disappeared before hitting the ground. reappearing atop her stool where she scooped mud unto plates.

"... Is that thiers some extra magic in you coming loose. Most of it is going to your beam , but not all of it. Some of its building up and being released willy nilly. She accented the willy nilly with a swing of her cane.

She pucked the plates and walked them to the small table where Zabu sat and dropped them gently . She lazily tossed a finger at the mud on the wall, and they popped ot of existence. Hmm she said nodding , then she sat across from Zabu.

"So we gotta send it somewhere else. "

Zabu was confused. He gave her a skeptical look.

"But ive only had one dream..... And the other time , you poisoned me granny with that strange flower. Hows that enough to say if my magic is out of wack? "

"What poison , that was mimic flower, it just scans for the last magyk output your body did and makes your body do it again. . " Badu put a fork in her mud and took a bite.

"If it had went into youre beam , then that woulve been fine, but the fact that you fell asleep is a problem. It means your body is putting magyk in the wrong places. The cure, " She said scopping down half the plate of mud. " Is to put it somewhere else. "

Now Zabu was curious. "In my beam."

"No . Youve already got too much thier, if more was supposed to be there , then it would be there.

Granny Badu smiled. "Instead Yore gonna eat that magyk mud , its gonna awaken a free spell chamber in your head and remove the viel of the mortal real. Then I'm gonna ensribe an insignia on your arm and thats gonna shove the spell in your head.

Any questions? "

Zabu blinked for a while. Then when Granny Badu feared she would have to explain it again.

He grabbed a scoop of mud and tossed it in his mouth munching it down.

Badu was suprised. "That was a fast decision boyo. "

Zabu kept on eating his mud.

" If it means i dont have to see Nina in my dreams anymore .

I'm in. "