Have you ever wondered what the true competitor is to Potion's are Us is?  Well Charlotte is about to find out when she stumbles across this strange store which warns her right up that the spray that she buys to protect the forest might be more than she bargained for.  But who has time to listen to silly warnings from strange looking men?  (This story is in early access on my Patroen and will come to DA on April 30th)

             “I thought the store said this is Potions are not us.”

             Henderson grunted. “I just named the store that because of where I came from. Not because of what I sell. In fact, I sell quite a few potions. All of which will give you transformations out the whazoo.”

             “Excuse me?”

             He came to a stop in front of a strange-looking spray bottle. “You did come here for an edge to protect your trees, right? That is what this store is all about. Doing what it takes for the results that you want. Do you want to be fifty feet tall? We can do that. Easily.” He grabbed the bottle. “Do you want your ex to be turned into a set of clothing for some reason? We have a pill for that.” He turned around. “Do you want to take a hot air balloon ride but want someone to stand in as the balloon? We have something for that as well.” Henderson sighed. “There is no guessing around here. You just tell me what you want, and I will give it to you.”

             Charlotte laughed. “Umm, right. So, this will . . .”

             He handed her the strange-looking spray bottle. “It will make sure anyone who intrudes upon your small little forest will regret it. And as a bonus, it will make the forest grow. Nice little two-for-one deal.”