Story idea: Witch who turns into a ladybug when she travels or otherwise has to be discreet. Her broom becomes a dandelion seed.
I leaned on the table and watched my familiar carefully. Felix blinked a few times, carefully picking up his coffee mug and finishing it off in a few gulps. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, peaking his fingers in front of his mouth.
"Okay, let’s see if I got this all down. Instead of just doing our normal routine or, hell, just letting me do it, you want me to turn back into a cat so that you can hitch a ride on me as a bug. You then want me to sneak on to this farm so you can hop off and, I guess, fly inside to get what you want?"
"Getrude," he began to rub his temples, "what makes you think I’ll be able to sneak in? I have been shot at before. It’s not pleasant, let me tell you."
"It’s okay, it’s not even well guarded. Just hop the wall and we should be fine." She smiled her best smile. He looked at her and shook his head.
"You know I usually chase bugs." Felix stood and snapped his finger. There was a slight bending of the light and a woosh of air and suddenly a cat stood on the dinning room table.
"And you’re quite adorable when you do."
"Don’t tempt me," he said without speaking. I stuck my tongue out at him as I got my spell ready. Donning my hat and grabbing my wand, I made the appropriate motions, recited the words I had memorized the night before. There was falling sensation. I lost contact with the ground and my head spun. My body seemed dissolve but reformed, now in a different shape. In all but a few seconds it was over. It took me another few seconds to realize that it had worked. I looked up at the now much large cat standing on the dinning room table.
"Been a while since you’ve done a transformation spell, huh?" Felix said in my mind.
"Shut up," I said. "It’s been a while."
"I can tell, given that ladybugs have black spots on red, not vice versa."
"I- wha- oh son of a newt." I sighed. "Whatever, we won’t be there long enough for anyone to notice." I spread my insect wings and flew my way in-between the shoulder blades of my cat. "Onward!"
He only coughed.
"As you wish. Hang on tight."
"Wait! I’m not-"
And suddenly we were rocketing through space.
"You know, if you mentioned the security cameras I probably understood your plan better."
I didn’t even notice them the first time, I thought. “Oh yeah, must have slipped my mind.”
"Hm, well if it’s all the same to you I’m going to find a more discreet place to enter."
I didn’t even get a chance to protest before he trotted off. I felt like a doll on top of a horse as Felix made is way down the wall, searching for a spot that met whatever criteria he wanted.
I felt my tiny legs lose a bit of their grip as he dove off of the wall. I tried to shout but just as I did Felix slipped into a bush. The leaves brushed up against his fur as I desperately tried to hold on. There was nothing I could do as I watched a leaf brush its way across Felix’s head and directly toward me. The next thing I knew I was tumbling through empty space. And then I wasn’t as I slammed into one branch after another. Somehow my little insect body held together as I finally landed on the dirt below.
Thank the Lady for exoskeletons.
I looked around and saw Felix making his way across one of the gardens. I mentally shouted out but he was already out of range. Sighing I took to flight. A few seconds later I decided that that was a bad idea. Landing on a flower just outside the bush, I rested as I thought about my next move. This tiny body was awkward to maneuver and I still had a whole yard to cross.
If I only had my broom this would be so much easier, but that would be a little large. Maybe if…
I caught sight of a dandelion just a foot or two away. Specifically, the shape of its seeds intrigued me.
This isn’t possibly going to work, I thought as I forced myself to fly over, landing gently on the soft, round puff. Touching one of my legs to the nearest seed I concentrated, reciting the words that were by now second nature. For a brief moment nothing happened.
And then I started to levitate. Only this time it felt far more familiar. If I had the ability to smile I would have been grinning ear to ear. Jumping and kicking I pointed the seed in the right direction, resting my back legs against the puff.
Onward! I thought and I was flying again, straight and true, manically cackling all the way to my target.