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Mystic picks up a cherry, the two berries still on the stem and drops it into the potion. It dissolves instantly with a faint fruity scent in the air.

“Ok, let's see what this does,” You say and drink half of the potion, sharing the other half with Mystic. You watch Mystic for any sign of change but don't see anything.
“Huh, I'm not sure it's doing anything...” You wonder aloud.
“Are you sure?” Mystic asks as he watches you change before his eyes. Your purple muzzle shortens and turns black. Your round belly turns a bright white while your tail thickens behind you, creeping out into a powerful whale tail. The black skin covers most of your body and starts to spread out above your eyes. Orca eye patches. Mystic recognizes them instantly. They were HIS eye patches!
“Now that you mention it, I do feel kind of strange...” You say, closing your eyes and shaking your head. When you open them, it's like looking into a reflection! “Huh? Lucky? You look like me!”
Mystic chuckles, “Actually, YOU look like ME.” You shake your head.
“Lucky, are you remembering alright? You asked me here to help you with a potion and I brought over the spell book, remember? Now it looks like you've made some kind of twinning potion and turned yourself into a copy of me!”
Mystic shook his head, “You're only half right. You're the original Lucky. I came over to help you, and YOU turned yourself into a copy of me!”
“That can't be right,” You say, “I remember us having empanadas for lunch when you invited me over. Since we can't BOTH be Mystic, that leaves YOU as the original Lucky!”
“No, I remember lunch! You didn't remember lunch because you accidentally gave yourself amnesia!”
Both Mystics sighed. Finally, one turned to the other.
“I suppose it will wear off eventually so we might as well make the most of it.”
“You do look kinda cute when you're upset. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?”
“I mean... probably. Do you think any of these are fertility potions? Or transpotions?”
“I would guess maybe half from what we usually get involved with. If Lucky were still here he could probably tell us.”
“Isn't it weird that we ended up wearing the same outfit?”
“Must be part of the reality bending. It changed Lucky's clothes to look like ours.”
“Yeah, that makes sense. I'm surprised we even wore clothes today at all.”
“Well, we can take them off. Let's head to the bedroom.”
“Let me grab some of these potions and we can see what they do. Maybe we're in for a lucky surprise!”
“He would probably appreciate it if we took notes!”
“I've, uh... never wanted to kiss myself before but I'm kinda looking forward to it...”
“It's probably because you're actually the real Lucky...”
“First off, no. Second, while Lucky is gone there are just two Mystics. Not a fake Mystic and a real Mystic. Agreed?”
“Fair enough. I guess when we wake up in the morning, one of us will have changed back and the other will still be Mystic.”
“I have no idea what these potions do. By morning, maybe NEITHER of us will be Mystic!”