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Duskleaf was working on some advanced level alchemy. He was certain this would go just as smoothly as it always did whenever he was doing alchemy with his teacher. But then something in the air changed, it was an outside force, so nothing of his doing and he didn't need a bloodline or skill to know something was going on that would be a major disturbance to the natural order of the world, And he wanted absolutely nothing to do with it. He looked up seeing his teacher with a distracted with a grin on his face, before turning his attention to him.
Duskleaf frowned. “You promised to do Alchemy with me today.” He huffed, knowing The Malefic Viper was talking to Jake.
“Oh- Yesss. And I am.” His Teacher responded. “However I believe you've got this one, Sssport!” the Viper said lifting his hands off the Calderon, leaving Duskleaf to quickly adjust his mana flow to save the concoction.
“Humph!” The alchemist god huffed. “If that was a test, It was far to easy, any Alchemist worth their rank could save this concoction.” He said.
“And you've passed with flying colors!” Vilastromoz said, Duskleaf felt a bit of pride wash over him for being praised but it was fleeting as he was sure his just misheard his master.
“Anyway I'm off to go Fuck Jake! Catch you later.”
Duskleaf looked shocked for only a moment, before speaking up. “You mean Go fuck with Jake right?” He clarified.
“I meant what I said.” The Snake smiled.
Duskleaf's mouth opened and closed as he tried to form the myriad of questions he did not want any answers too, but didn’t get a chance as he had to direct his attention back to the alchemic brew, lest it blow up.
“I am choosing to pretend I didn't-” he started to say, trying to cope with the situation and failing as Jake walked in.
“Probably good idea- Since I'm going to be the one Fucking.” Jake corrected naturally.
"Oh you think sso?" The Primordial bantered back, looking Jake up and down. "And what makes you think that?"
"Well, I mean, your clearly more powerful then I am so I don't think I would survive if it was the other way around." Jake stated the obvious.
"Yes, but you are my chosen so it should be fine." Villy waved, but wasn't entirely opposed to the idea, But Jake would have to make a couple of far better arguments than that.
“Of all the blasphemous things to say!” He couldn't keep it in any longer, knowing Jake was a heretic chosen was one thing but this? It was unheard of.
“Oh hey watch out I think it's going to-” all of a sudden the concoction Duskleaf had been working on exploded, leaving a barely singed god, and some toxic fumes in the air.
“And you've failed.” Vilastraomoz said, “I would have thought a god like you could have kept calm in any sssituation, ssseems like there's still some more you can learn eh,old pal?”
Duskleaf looked between the god and his Chosen. “So you two were just messing with me?” He asked, some hope in his voice.
“Oh Yesss.” Villy hissed. “And you should see the look on your face- oh but me and Jake will for sure be boneing later.” He added on.
Duskleaf was at a loss for words. Failing a concoction for the first time in eras was one thing, but this was.. it was… “While I appreciate the lesson in concentration, I would appreciate it if you two kept me out of your foreplay.” He huffed.
Both Jake and Villy laughed getting the reaction they wanted from him.
“Anyway let's go, Jake, and leave the man to his alchemy-” Villy said, putting a hand on the younger man's shoulder.
“See you around Duskleaf!” Jake waved, putting one hand on Villy's ass, giving it a good squeeze before leaving.
Duskleaf found a chair and sat down, there was still a giant mess to clean up but first he needed to empty his mind of what just happened and try his best to repress this memory, forever, if possible.