Ingredients New and Old
 
>The hut flashes green as one of your potions begin to bubble.
>Look at it with a smile.
>If done correctly this potion should help cure a mass variety of diseases, ranging from poison joke to the cutie pox with everything in between.
>Look over to AppleBloom, who still visits to help you brew mixtures.
"Can you please get me something dear AppleBloom, I need a dragon claw sprinkled with miracle's doom.
>She looks at you with obvious confusion.
"Miracle's doom. Ah have no idea what that is,"
>Point over to a shelf near your "welcome" mask.
"The ingredients that I have you seek, can be found near that shelf with a quick peek."
>AppleBloom nods, trotting over to the shelf to get you the ingredients.
>Meanwhile you begin to hum one of your favourite African hymns.
>Swaying a little to the tune, grab a ladle to get a sample of the mixture.
>You pour it into one of the multiple mortars located on your alchemy table.
"Here you go Zecora," AppleBloom mumbles through the ingredients in her mouth.
>Nod a thank you to her before grabbing the dragon claw.
>Place it in the mortar with the mixture and begin to smash the claw into a fine dust with your pestle.
>After a few moments the mixture changes colour again, causing the room to flash a cool purple now.
>You could hear AppleBloom gasp behind you, the sound bringing a smile to your face.
>You always loved it when the little filly enjoyed watching your alchemy.
>It filled you with a sort of egotistical pride.
>The smile and pride didn't last though.
>Not even more than a minute later, the mixture emits a sharp *pop* and changes back to green.
>"What happened?" AppleBloom asks behind you, walking up next to you.
"It seems that my mixture is incomplete, hold on AppleBloom just take a seat," you answer, a little worried at what happened.
>She complies, sitting on one of your nearby stools.
>Making sure she was a safe enough distance away, you look at your failed creation.
>"So what is wrong with it Zecora," asks the curious little filly.
"It seems I have made an unexpected flaw, it may be fixed if you get me a griffon's paw," you flick your tail over to where AppleBloom could find the ingredient.
>She nearly gallops over to the shelf you pointed at.
>While she is getting that, you grab a few ingredients of your own.
>A cup of crushed poisoned joke, some sea dragon venom extract, and a clary rose.
>Taking the odd combination of ingredients, you begin to mix them accordingly.
>Sprinkling the poison joke on the clary rose, you begin to stir the dragon venom until it is a clear transparent color, contrary to its orignal milky-white color.
>Then you rip the stem off the rose, leaving only the petals, and drop it into the venom.
>The mixture sparks a little as Applebloom comes back with the paw.
>Seeing the mixtures reaction she shys away a little, but you give her a comforting glance.
>Worry still evident in her eyes, she gives you the paw.
>Taking it from her, you only briefly notice the little filly rush back to her seat.
>The petals and venom were bubbling now, the reaction seeming to near an explosive point.
>However you wern't worried about that, having been an alchemist for years.
>Taking the griffin's paw as a temporary pestel, you stir the mixture around a little.
>Then you cut of a single finger from the paw and drop it in, stepping back afterward to admire your work.
>The mixture immediatly calms, the bubbles dissapating while it changes to a light brown color now.
>You could hear Applebloom audibly sigh out of relief.
>Chuckle a little.
"Oh Applebloom your doubts are quite silly. Did you really think any harm would come to you sweet filly?"
>Turn to her, knowing her true feelings would be all over her face.
>"Ah wasn't scared!" she says almost defiantly,"and Ah never doubted you for a second."
>Smile at her response, seeing her lie for what it was almost immediatly.
>You didn't blame her for being worried though.
>That did look a little hairy for a second, but you've handled worse.
>Well you couldn't say that considering you wern't done yet.
"Okay little pony whatever you say," flick your tail to your original potion," but were not quite done so hand me a spoon from that tray."
>Nod your head toward a shelf where you keep all of your commonplace utensils.
>She obliges while you grab the venom mixture.
>Bringing it over to the cure-all potion, you patiently wait for the spoon you asked for.
>Upon recieving it you nod for Applebloom to go back to her seat.
>Once she's sat you take a spoonful of the venom and pour it into the potion.
>Immediatly the potion pops and fizzes, the noise loud enough to make you fold back your ears.
>The room flashs purple again as the mixture begins to bubble once more.
>Look at it patiently as AppleBloom cowers behind her seat.
>The potion looks to have succeeded, but you wern't sure yet.
>It wouldn't do to get excited for it only to fail again.
>Apparently this was a good call, for once again the mixture fizzes out.
>The bubbles fade and the pops begin to slow as the potion turns back to it's previous green.
>Let out a dissapointed sigh.
>You were sure the venom would work, considering most mixtures with curative properties had a hint of something deadly.
>"Wha' happened Zecora?" AppleBloom trots next to you, her eyes full of contained questions.
"I'm not exactly sure, but it seems the potion is not fully pure," look at the green concoction," For now it will definetly not work, unless we can get a ingredient with a rare quirk."
>Look at AppleBloom, hoping she would know of some such thing.
>However she only stares at you blankly, clearly not understanding what classified as rare.
>Think for a second, trying to figure a simple way to explain something that would be considered rare.
"We need something that is hard to find in Equestria," Think for a second as you try and think of something rare that would work, "Most likely something that we can only get from Celestia."
>This seems to trigger something for AppleBloom.
>"Something rare in Equestria? What about Anon?"
>Gasp a little in surprise, his very name bringing dirty thoughts to mind.
>You turn to face AppleBloom, not wanting her to see your suddenly wet privates.
>Go to say something, but she cuts you off before you even start.
>"Seeing as he comes from another world, Ah bet he had plently of rare ingredients," her voice begins to rise in excitement,"He may even produce the ingredient himself."
>You were about to say how idiotic that sounds when you realize she was right.
>If anything could be used to make this potion, Anon could possibly have it.
>Your little attraction to him didn't matter if he could help you get this potion working to full potential.
>But what would he have that you could need.
>The answer comes up almost immediatly, though the thought causes you to blush.
>If a -stallion's- semen could be used for certain products around here, what would a hu...
>Shake your head violently, dismissing the insane thought from your mind.
>It was just your infatuation talking.
>You were making a potion that would cure an uncountable amount of diseases, Anon's cum had no place in it.
>Right...
>Think for a second, your mind beggining to warm up to the idea of using such an ingredient.
>Whether it was because of lust or a logical thought process, you could not say.
>It didn't matter though.
>A major rule of alchemy was nothing is too unorthodox.
>Anon's sweet love milk could be just what you need.
>And if not you still get to play with Anon's love staff.
>Blush a little at the situation, seeing some form of winning despite the final outcome.
>Look at AppleBloom with a wide smile and give her a pat on the head.
"I didn't think you could be so wise," Place your hoof back on the floor and trot toward the entrance," I think we should go give Anon an unexpected surprise."
>Push away the curtain door and head towards Anon's house, your hips swaying seductively.
>Briefly looking back at the filly behind you, notice a brief look of confusion before copying your new gait.
>Smirk a little.
>You should probably make sure she doesn't walk like that everywhere.
 
"Okay let's get this over with," roll your eyes in annoyance at the pony standing before you.
>The yellow coat mare was pawing the ground with her front hoof.
>"Ummm...I-Is ummm," she looks at tail, a brief look of frustration crossing her face.
>You begin to tap your foot on the ground, the little patience you had growing thin.
>This only makes her stammer more, the obvious lack of patience scaring her.
>"Uh...Are slutty nurses your fetish?" she gives a shy smile.
>You just raise an eyebrow.
>It was a good guess, you suppose.
>Slutty nurses can be quite attractive, but at the same time this was ponies.
>Also the fact that Flutters obviously just pulled the guess put of her ass.
>You expect more from her guesses, especially since she had set a very high bar.
>So with that thought.
"No. Try again tommorrow, goodbye."
>Promptly slam the door in her face.
>Stand by the door for a few moments to ensure that she leaves.
>Once the tell-tale hoofsteps and unfurling wings is heard, you head back into your living room.
>Drop down on the couch, suddenly exhausted from the encounter.
>Even seeing the mare tired you out, let alone talking to her.
>Stretch out on the couch and reach for the remote.
>Be just about to flip on the television when your ears catch the sounds of hoofs approaching.
>A few seconds later a knock on the door.
>You groan loudly, not wanting to deal with any ponies until th sun was down.
>So you sit there, staying completely silent, hoping that Fluttershy,for who else could it be, would assume your not home.
>A few moments of silence.
>The hoof knocks against the door a second time and then a third a few moments later.
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