Kaylynn heads off to bed early (after giving the bedroom a magical makeover).
I imagine that that hat might be annoying while trying to sleep, but you do you, I guess?
Kaylynn heads off to bed early (after giving the bedroom a magical makeover).
I imagine that that hat might be annoying while trying to sleep, but you do you, I guess?
…
Maybe don’t leave Kaylynn alone with the toddler?
“Kaylynn, we need to talk. Your spell didn’t work.”
“Your hair’s back!”
“I wanted to be cured, not to get my hair back!”
“Sorry. But that spell was way above my skills. You’re lucky I didn’t turn you into a toad, girl! Let’s talk about payment.”
“Not now! I demand you fix this!”
“Don’t worry, I won’t demand your first-born or stuff like that. Listen, I’m currently in a let’s say complicated living situation…”
“Are you even listening to me?”
“I just need a couch to crash on so I can do some more research.”
“Oh.”
“And since you’re not using your bed anyway…”
“Sure. I guess you can stay.”
“Great! You won’t regret this!”
“Just hold still for a minute…”

“Well, spell’s spelt. I’m off to the pool if you need me!”

“Wait! We’re still green! Well, at least I still have my hair back, I guess? Why, little lady, what a nice hairstyle you have.” *toddler giggles*
“Yup, that is a plantsim.”
“I know that. Does she look… healthy?”
“She has all her arms and legs and seems pretty lively- and she tries to eat her hand… She’s fine.”
“Have you ever seen a Plantsim before?”
“There are some pictures of you guys in my spell book.”
“So you found a spell?”
“That’s why I dropped by.”
And as if right on command, the witch drops by.
Kaylynn eventually leaves and Ivy spends the rest of the night doing various things around the house.
Later that night, Kaylynn the witch drops by. She hasn’t yet figured out how to help Ivy and is a bit sceptical of Ivy’s attempts at befriending her, but is happy to take a dip in her pool.
“I’m Ivy, by the way.”
“Kaylynn.”
“I was hoping you could help me. I’m currently incapacitated, as you can see. I tried to get a Plantophic-C from the Garden Club, but they apparently aren’t allowed to sell them anymore. You witches brew almost any kind of potion, right?”
“Oh man, you’re looking for the head witch, I think. I’m not nearly good enough for that.”
“How can I find her?”
“Uuuhhh… I don’t know, haven’t spoken to her in years. I think she might be in Takemizu right now.”
“That won’t do! I need help now!”
“Okay, okay. You know what: I’ll drop by your house sometime, alright? Maybe there’s something in my magic spell book that helps.”
“That would be great! I live at-”
“Chill, I’m a witch, I know where you live. Or I’ll figure it out. See ya!”
*finger guns*
“Hey! Wait a minute. You’re the local witch, right?”
“How did you know that?”
“Your hat?”
“Shoot, I need to get rid of that thing.”
Ivy has the feeling that this witch may not be the brightest.