Rykah and Will(because I can't think of a better title)

Later that night, after dinner, the four sat in Will’s room. Jack sat on the bed, his arm around Will, and Anna day in his desk chair. “You’re sure you’re alright?” Jack asked for the fiftieth time.
“I’m alright, Jack.” Will had gotten most of his strength back, but if he stood up to fast or talked to much, he had to lean on somebody for support.

"You still don't look okay to me" said Rykah

“I’m just tired.” Will said, standing up and opening his closet door. He stood on his tiptoes and got a box of the top shelf, and saying, “Anna, do you still have the potions?”

"Not another one!" said Rykah alarmed.

“I’m just tweaking it! It’ll be fine.” Will said, already thinking about how to fix the potion.

"Just don't test it" said Rykah, "After all you need to be able to at least walk so you can go to school tomorrow"

Will cursed, something he very rarely, if ever did. His siblings shot him an extremely surprised look. “I could probably just skip tomorrow….”

"No, probably not" said Rykah,

“Dang it. Fine. I’ll brew it tonight and take it after school.” Will said, setting to work.

"No you wont!" said Rykah firmly

“Alright.” Will said, with full intention of taking it after school.

"You aren't takin it" said Rykah with finality, Making a mental note not to let Will out of his sight after school

“I know.” Will said, uncapping the old potion.

Rykah watched him carefully, He'd better not take more of it… he thought worriedly

Will dumped a quarter of the potion into the new one, mixing it. He dropped a little bit of sparkling dust in, and then mixed it again. “Hey, Will, you can always test ‘em on me.” Anna said, praying that he wouldn’t try again without letting somebody know.

"Or me" said Rykah

Jack decided it was probably a good idea to suggest himself, although he knew Will would never test it on somebody he loved. “Yeah, me too.” Will just nodded, too engrossed in his potion to really care.

Rykah sighed, and pulled out his sketchpad and some more of his old pencils. seeing his gray one was dull, "Does anyone have a pencil sharpener?" he asked.

“I do.” Jack said, standing up and going to his room, beckoning Rykah to follow.

Rykah got up and followed him, bringing his sketchpad and pencil with him.

Jack opened the door, revealing a room lined with bookshelves. He sat down at his desk, opening drawers. A sketch pad sat on the desk, a pencil lying on top of it. He opened drawers for a second, talking while he did so. “So, you do know if Will wants to take the potion tomorrow, he’ll take the potion, right? There isn’t any stopping him.”

"I'll just switch it for something harmless then.." said Rykah.. "would you happen to know where theres another option that looks like the one he wants to test?"

“Yeah, come on.” Jack said, handing Rykah a pencil sharpener. “But we may have an issue with him knowing that it’s a fake. If there’s one thing he knows, it’s potions.”

"I'll hide the other real potion later tonight, and give him the first one, and I'll also turn off the alarm so he won't have time to check which one it is." said Rykah. "If I hide it in the house he won't be able to get it until he's back here where we can at least watch him."

“You are either incredibly dumb or extremely smart.” Jack said, smiling.

"Probably both" said Rykah yawning.

Jack laughed. “We should probably go find that fakeout potion now.”

"good idea!" said Rykah,

Jack got up and lead Rykah downstairs and to the bathroom, where he stopped in front of the medicine cabinet.

Rykah followed him. "Will keeps potions in there?"