Zixx woke up from his nap and stretched and yawned with the proficiency only a cat could muster. He spied Tabitha stirring her smaller cauldron on an upraised brick fire pit across the chamber.
"What'cha up to?"
"Oh, nothing much." She didn't even bother looking up from her spellbook. "Just, you know, busy summoning a new familiar."
"You can't have two familiars at the same time." Zixx said smugly.
"Duh. I know that. I'm getting a new one. One that isn't so sarcastic and lazy. You're being replaced. Buh-bye now!"
"Is that's how its gonna be?"
"'Fraid so... Ah, its emerging." From the murky depths of the cauldron a limb snaked out. Then another. And another. "Bigger than I expected. Lucky me." Something was wrong though. The spell she summoned it with also should have bound it to her will, but it was writhing wildly. Soon the entire surface of the pot was a living mass of groping tentacles. One hooked around her slender waist. More entangled her. "Little help here?" Tabitha grunted.
"Nah, I was planning on being lazy and taking a nap. Maybe I'll go down to the unemployment office later and file my claim. Are they open Saturdays? Probably not." Zixx could see that the witch was holding her own in the struggle. So he continued. "You really should have done your demonology homework. That little beauty you got there went into a mating frenzy when it popped up because the first thing it saw was a yard of cleavage. Why did you wear your sluttiest robe today?"
"Because... my regular one... is in the wash. It was... itchy."
"Well, maybe that's because I put itching powder in it." Zixx trailed off, silenced by guilt pangs. The situation was looking worse for Tabitha. A limb with a mouth was eating the lower part of her robes. "Is there uh, anything I can do to help?"
"Fetch the... Extra-dimensional Banishing Rod of Zuma'kalis." Tabitha managed to blurt out in one big breath.
"You mean the plunger?"
"YES, THE FUCKING PLUNGER!"
"Okay, geez." Zixx grasped the plunger handle in his mouth and trotted over to his master. She took it from him and furiously brandished it at her foe. It was working but slower than she'd like. Feeling a little useless just watching, he pounced on a flailing tentacle and bit down hard. It tasted like a vulcanized dog turd.
There was a pathetic gurgle as the beast vanished in a counter-clockwise swirl of cauldron brew. Tabitha sighed when she looked down at her slime spattered bosom. Then she saw Zixx licking off monster blood from his white fur looking back hopefully. "You're hired."
A "familiar" is kind of like a witch's assistant, normally an animal or some type of demon (depending on how evil they are) who helps about the lair... gathering information, acting as a liason for the witch, etc.
Indeed, I'd love to see more of her. I love the concept of the intimate relationships between people and their familiar. Whiches and their pets, riders and their dragons, etc. I recently took up an interest in Issun and Amaterasu in Okami. When is really interesting is when the professional and his or her familiar become so close that they develop romantic feelings for each other, even one-sided ones. Sadly, that's a little bit too much to ask for a busty witch and her cat, eh?
Indeed, I'd love to see more of her. I love the concept of the intimate relationships between people and their familiars. Whiches and their pets, riders and their dragons, etc. I recently took up an interest in Issun and Amaterasu in Okami.
Deep down they really like each other, but they do their best to hide that with a thick layer of sarcastic comments. Somebody on The Melon Stand asked if they could do a picture/story involving these two, but I have yet to see anything. I know I'd like to revisit these characters myself.
"What'cha up to?"
"Oh, nothing much." She didn't even bother looking up from her spellbook. "Just, you know, busy summoning a new familiar."
"You can't have two familiars at the same time." Zixx said smugly.
"Duh. I know that. I'm getting a new one. One that isn't so sarcastic and lazy. You're being replaced. Buh-bye now!"
"Is that's how its gonna be?"
"'Fraid so... Ah, its emerging." From the murky depths of the cauldron a limb snaked out. Then another. And another. "Bigger than I expected. Lucky me." Something was wrong though. The spell she summoned it with also should have bound it to her will, but it was writhing wildly. Soon the entire surface of the pot was a living mass of groping tentacles. One hooked around her slender waist. More entangled her. "Little help here?" Tabitha grunted.
"Nah, I was planning on being lazy and taking a nap. Maybe I'll go down to the unemployment office later and file my claim. Are they open Saturdays? Probably not." Zixx could see that the witch was holding her own in the struggle. So he continued. "You really should have done your demonology homework. That little beauty you got there went into a mating frenzy when it popped up because the first thing it saw was a yard of cleavage. Why did you wear your sluttiest robe today?"
"Because... my regular one... is in the wash. It was... itchy."
"Well, maybe that's because I put itching powder in it." Zixx trailed off, silenced by guilt pangs. The situation was looking worse for Tabitha. A limb with a mouth was eating the lower part of her robes. "Is there uh, anything I can do to help?"
"Fetch the... Extra-dimensional Banishing Rod of Zuma'kalis." Tabitha managed to blurt out in one big breath.
"You mean the plunger?"
"YES, THE FUCKING PLUNGER!"
"Okay, geez." Zixx grasped the plunger handle in his mouth and trotted over to his master. She took it from him and furiously brandished it at her foe. It was working but slower than she'd like. Feeling a little useless just watching, he pounced on a flailing tentacle and bit down hard. It tasted like a vulcanized dog turd.
There was a pathetic gurgle as the beast vanished in a counter-clockwise swirl of cauldron brew. Tabitha sighed when she looked down at her slime spattered bosom. Then she saw Zixx licking off monster blood from his white fur looking back hopefully. "You're hired."