"SOCKS!!!!"
Muffin yelped.

Socks was already grabbing Tenson's shirt collar.

"A-ah S-S-Socks! Th-this isn't what it looks like!"
Tenson laughed.

"You are SO done for!"
Socks was about to give Tenson a good punch  in the eye before Laff threw some purple powder onto the ground.

Socks started to cough.

"Don't breath it in!"
Muffin quickly went over to help Socks flee, But Socks is just too stubborn. He ran after Tenson and Laff.

"Stop! In the order of the Antirrhinum knights!"
Socks shouted still coughing, he was slowing down though, Soon enough Socks collapsed onto the ground coughing out blood.

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!"
Muffin shouted in distress.

"Socks!? Is that you!?"
An unfamiliar voice rushed over to Muffin and Socks.

It was a man with black hair, and a blue streak of hair, he was wearing something wizards would wear, large blue wizard hat, and wizard robes.

"Stand back!"
The man took out a book and starts to chant a few words, the powder in the air disappeared, as Socks was still lying there.

"It is you! It's been so l-wait no that's not the time Meme!"
The man shook his head and chanted another spell.

Socks gasped. And coughed no blood coming out this time.

"Socks?"

"Meme..?"
Socks coughed sitting up.

"Good so you do remember me, you owe me 10 shillings."
Meme crossed his arms sternly.

"Uhmmmmm, I think I missed a chapter again."
Muffin awkwardly said.

For the last time Muffin you did not.

"Come on let's head back to the Tavern then."
Muffin and Meme helped Carry Socks back to the Tavern. Meme whistled a tune as they walked the rocky roads.

"What's with whistling?"
Muffin asks.

"I'm summoning my familiar,"
Meme said and went back to whistling.

"Ah there she is."
Meme smiled softly as the sound of bells came closer to them.

"Moo!"
A cow was in front of them.

"A- a cow?"
Muffin said in confusion.

"Wicktoria help our old friend here.

The cow named Wicktoria mooed once more spreading her tiny wings.

"THE COW HAS WINGS-?"
Muffin was in awe.

"Comn no time to be fascinated right now."
Meme place Socks's weak body onto Wicktoria's small body.

"Are you sure Victor-"

"Wicktoria."
Meme corrected Muffin.

"Pardon me, Wicktoria can carry Socks?"
Muffin was pretty doubtful.

"Don't judge a book by its cover young prince, Wicktoria is actually as strong as a fully grown dragon. Isn't that right girl?"
Meme gave a soft smile to his familiar.

Wicktoria moos happily flapping her little wings.

And Meme wasn't wrong she was quite strong it allowed them to travel to the Tavern quickly.

*back at the Tavern*

"Oh Comn Socks! Seriously!?"
Blaza was the first to Yelp.

"Blaza? You're here too?"
Meme looked at Blaza, which Blaza paused in response and walks over to Meme.

"Meme? Is that you?"
Blaza asked as Wicktoria tackles Blaza playful. (After putting Socks down)

"Wicktoria! It is you Meme!"
Blaza laughed as Wicktoria gave Blaza some affection licks to his messy hair.

"It's good to see you all."
Meme chuckled.

"But first we need to give Socks proper medical care other than my magic."
Meme rubbed his head as everyone nodded and helped Socks onto a couch.

"Ugghmmmm..."
Socks groaned.

"He's been inhaling poison. Don't tell me you've been attacked by the Pitch Plague."
Moxie jumps down from the ceiling with a backflip.

"The Pitch Plague?"
Blaza's eyes widened.

"That can't be, they left years ago! The- that- that cult has been disbanded!"
Blaza shuddered, his body was shaking with fear.

"It shouldn't be much of a problem if it's only one."
Meme sighed, part of his cheeks looked like there we blue cracks. Muffin notices this.

"Hey Meme are you okay? I think there's some cracks in your cheeks."
Muffin frowned with worry.

Meme covered his face with his hat quickly after that comment.

"I will be fine."
Meme said a bit coldly.

Nadwe and Muffin shared glances. Knowing something was off about this wizard.

"A-anyways fill us in what's the Pitch Plague?"
Nadwe managed to switch the topic.

"The Pitch Plague is a cult, a cult that believes that one of their members are destined to be a god or goddess, they believe in the gods and goddess that involves in herbs, medicine, and poison. They're dangerous because they are notorious for sending off poison powders thinking poison gives them power."
Moxie explained with a sigh.

"I myself, have been...influenced by the Pitch Plague. But they have taught me about herbs, medicine, poison, and detecting gaslighting."
Moxie's ears drooped, as his whiskers twitched.

Everyone fell silent. As Moxie cleared his throat.

"Let me, I hope the bar tender doesn't mind me going through his herbs."
Moxie chuckled rushing over to the bar counter, Moxie came back a bunch of herbs that could help Socks.

While Moxie worked on treating Socks Blaza and Meme managed to talk.

"Socks owe us lots of shillings."
Blaza laughed.

"Yep!"
Meme's blue cracks starts to appear across more across his cheeks.

"Uh-"

Meme covers them up quickly with his hat.

"It's nothing..."
Meme said.

Blaza frowned at Meme. Muffin and Nadwe shared glances clearly suspicious of Meme.

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Sorry for not updating this AU I completely forgot this existed 😭👌