Everyone who was able set to work looking through spell books for a counter spell. Sara and Maedel even handed me and Connie books to look through and I was really happy to be treated like an adult for once... until she handed me some crayons and I realized I'd been given a coloring book, Morgana had such a thing I had no idea though she was pretty eccentric.
I poked my little tongue out at Maedel for once again treating me like the baby I looked like but soon boredom got the better of me and began clumsily scraping a crayon across a picture of a transforming Prince (trust Morgana to have a coloring book with transforming Princes in it.)
"Wow! Look at you, you little artist!" Maedel said, condescendingly. It was difficult staying between the lines when the only way I could hold the crayon was in my fist.
After some time my eyelids began to droop and my head grew heavy. I was dimly aware of someone slipping the crayon from my hand and laying me down to sleep. When I awoke the next day (after a late night diaper change) I saw that everyone was once again hard at work looking for the elusive counter spell. Come the evening we still had no luck until Andrew stumbled across something strange.
"Hey, guys I found something!" he shouted.
"Well, what is it? Is it the counter spell?" Sara asked.
"No, I don't think so. It's a glass bottle but it has a note saying 'In case of monkey transformation, break bottle' " The dimwit answered.
"Go on then!" Sara shouted.
Inside the bottle was another not with the counter spell, Andrew silently read it with Maedel peering over his shoulder. "Oh," Andrew said and Maedel sniggered, "the spell looks simple enough but..."
"but what?" Sara asked impatiently,
"You have to kiss Morgana," Maedel burst out laughing.
"Ehhhh!?" Sara shook her head, "I'm not kissing that monkey!"
"Oh come on! You did it when she got turned into a toilet, remember?" Maedel teased.
"Only because you lot forced me!" The Princess cried, "I refuse!"
No sooner had she said it than the curse the fortune teller had placed on her began to take effect once more. It started when she began to shrink in height right before us. It took a moment for her to realize what was happening and when she did her skin began to itch profusely. Soon she was scratching herself in a most unladylike fashion.
As she shrank enough to let her borrowed skirt touch the floor another change took place. A long, brown furry tail snaked out from under the skirt and curled up. She looked behind herself and saw what it was.
“Aww nuts,” she said, her ears expanding into big circular things. A layer of brown fur now covered her body aside from her hands, feet and face. “I’m a monkey ooo ahh ahh ahh ahhren’t I?”
Andrew nodded,
“Well, now its not such a big deal kissing a monkey is it?” Connie laughed.
“You probably brought this on yourself by being reluctant to kiss Morgana because of her appearance… judging people by their appearance is what got you cursed, right?” Andrew said, having another one of those rare moments of insight.
The monkey Sara just babbled again in monkey talk, shaking her head, still refusing to kiss Morgana but by now the other monkey had noticed her and inquisitively hopped over, sniffing at her and scratching her head. Morgana then held Sara’s face in her hands and pulled her close for a big, sloppy kiss!
With a poof Morgana was restored to her old self. She quickly covered her bare breasts and sex.
“Turn away Andrew before you join your sister as a monkey!” Morgana commanded, Andrew gulped but obeyed.
Morgana took the little black dress from Sara, she wouldn’t be needing it, and quickly slipped it on.
“I suppose I should thank you all for helping change me back…” she said, trying not to make eye contact.
“And for turning me into a puppet,” Maedel spat with venom.
“And me into a clown!” Andrew joined in.
“And for taking over my Kingdom... and turning me into a pig!” Connie squealed.
“So I got a little power mad? Big deal! Everythings fine now, right?” Morgana shrugged.
“No, it isn’t! An army of clowns is spreading across the country transforming everyone! If they aren’t stopped they’ll take over the world.” Maedel argued.
It took sometime but Morgana was quickly brought up to speed. She sat silently for a while contemplating. “I guess this is all kind of my fault…”
“Oh, you think so?” Maedel said, sarcastically.
“Yes. Perhaps that pact with a demon was a bad idea afterall…” Morgana muttered under her breath
“Pact with what? Tell me you didn’t” Maedel said, her elven ears hearing the whisper clearly but she still didn’t quite believe what she was hearing.
“It was just for a few spells and magic amplification.” The witch shrugged.
“How many of your spells?” Maedel asked trepidly.
“Only about 75%...” Said the witch trying to sound innocent, “Zellidia the demon seemed really trustworthy! I didn’t think she’d back stab me and have me turn into a monkey like that…”
“Hold on… wasn’t your daughter, Ariadne the half dragon, the one who started this?” Andrew asked.
“I… may have asked the demon to give her some of its power. She was such a goody two shoes when she was little, I thought a taste of transformative magic would persuade her to be a kickass witch like me!”
“Gods dammit, Morgana,” Maedel sighed.