 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
All the commotion! Rachel hadn't even drifted off but she was being rudely disturbed by the shouting around her. What was that? Some one had tampered with the standard Ingredient Professor Art said? She opened her eyes slowly. Oh! She could see him handing out something to them... the real antidote. The Eagle sat up. "Esme.'' She shook her friend lightly by the shoulders. "Esme. Get up. I think Professor Art has the proper antidote.''
When the man reached them, she collected two cups- one for her and Esme. "Here, Esme. Drink it up.'' Rachel drank hers, her hand still shaking. She sincerely hoped that this one would work. She also knew now that it wasn't Esme's fault that the antidote she had brewed had failed. |