wolfishsurvivalist | ✖ thirty-third trauma//infestation

✖ thirty-third trauma//infestation - Video ✖

[Dear Jigoku, guess what you get today.

A shrill, piercing, loud enough to wake the dead in twenty different levels of Hell scream as Mika practically leaps out of her skin.]

GET THEM OFF ME!

[The screaming will continue until the flea situation improves. Mika does not want the flea bath or the alternative.

Shaving.

Please do her a favor and put her out of her misery.]

((ooc: come on, you knew you all were overdue for a Mika freakout.))

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[Well that woke him up a little. He blinks at the screen, half expecting to find a swarm of bees to match those welts. When it doesn't happen, he rolls to a sitting position and switches the video to audio.]

Give me a moment twice to see
What aid I have, then there I'll be.
If you can brave the kitchen floor
Baking soda will help the more.

[Some shuffling before the audio switches off as well. In another minute there is someone knocking at Mika's door.]

Baking soda? [Her ears twitch toward the phone as she looks surprised, then goes to rummage in her kitchen. When Puck arrives, she's changed out of her jeans and into shorts, while wearing a tank top to avoid irritating her skin even more. Her ears and tail droop as she opens the door, looking sheepish.]

Sorry about waking everyone up.

[Puck's own ears are almost constantly flipping as they try to ward off the little buggers, but he still smiles brightly.]

Think not of it, your plight
Makes a shout all the right.

[Whisk right in like he owns the place? Don't mind if he does. From his sleeve he produces a small box of baking soda and gives Mika a considering look.]

This will work better with you smaller than your norm
Are you perhaps adverse to altering your form?

Huh? [Her brows arch, only for her tail and ears to flag as she shakes her head.]

I can't. Born this way, and this way to the earth we return. I only have this body, even if the apartments made me a true wolf for a week.

[For a bare moment his eyes rest on her tail, before returning with a shake of his head and a small chuckle.]

Ah, of course. Do take my apology,
I meant not you to change, but instead me
Preform such magic on you
If the lady let me do.

[As he speaks he wanders into the kitchen, checking the cupboards until he hinds a suitable bowl. The baking soda gets deposited on the counter, while his broom is laid across the sink.]

You're going to what? [Her eyes go wide, then she thinks about it for a moment. Out of all the things that have happened to her, that would probably be the least weird.]

I guess it couldn't hurt.

[He twirls around to face her, placing one hand dramatically over his heart.]

I assure you, will be pain free
Just close your eyes and count to three.

[His free hand lifts, two fingers gently tapping her forehead. There is a fast swirl of purple smoke, and when it clears Puck holds a hairless Sphynx cat (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sphynx_%28cat%29) in his arms. He gently deposits her on the counter, turning to fill the bowl with water.]

Such size is much better,
Less to get the wetter.
Give a still moment set
And be back quite soon yet.

[What the--Mika didn't even have time to bark in protest, staring down at her naked paws in silent, abstract horror.

She was a cat.

A naked cat.

The universe was mocking her one day at a time. She was never going to mention this to anyone. Ever.]

[If you think the universe hates you Mika, just wait a moment longer. Humming a soft tune, Puck stirs half of the box of baking soda into his mixing bowl and then scoops her up again.]

[Guess where you're going.]

[She is resigned to this fate, and thus takes it like a ~~man~~ ~~wolf~~ dignified cat. Mika just sighs, watching the bowl with a long-suffering look that clearly says she just wants to get this over with as quickly as possible. If it stops the allergic reaction to the fleas from getting worse, she's all for it.]

[~~And after we have properly soaked the cat we can begin mincing the artichokes...~~]

[Thankfully, Puck offers no commentary while placing Mika in the bowl of soda water. He carefully scoops the mixture over her, avoiding her eyes as he rubs in a thorough coating.]

[He then picks her up and plunks down on the ground, setting her next to him and tapping her forehead. The result of this entire procedure as the magic is undone? Wet Mika. Oddly enough with dry clothes. But hopefully the baking soda is helping with the itch and swelling.]

[~~Brb, crying forever~~]

[She had enough sense to keep her eyes closed for the whole thing, and thus actually did let out a shocked bark when she was suddenly back in her own body. Looking herself over, her dripping tail wags once as she looks up at him.]

Thank you.

[~~Aww. Bandaid? It's Scooby Doo~~]

[He laughs in response to her bark, shaking out his dripping hands. Again, her tail gets a small closed glance before he grins at her.]

Not at all, I hope you gain
Some relief from this new pain.

[Standing, he scratches one ear before offering her a hand up.]

[~~She likes hers with Hello Kitty or Transformers on them.~~]

[She accepts it gratefully, scratching carefully behind her own ear.]

It does feel better now, I just hope it'll stay that way. Why on earth would there be a flea outbreak now, we've never really had a pest problem before.

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