“A Brewcaster?”
“Someone who infused their preparations with their own unique brand of magic to influence people. Your magic is creation- in this case drinks.”
“That’s…odd.” Jacob thought about that.
“I mean it’s limited in terms of magical ability. But you’re a coffee slave so-”
“A barista.”
“Tomato, tomato.” Teddy pronounced both tomatoes the same way.
“You’re saying that idiom wrong.” Jacob began.
“You’re the idiom! Don’t sass me while I’m ‘splaining shit!” Teddy exclaimed throwing his wings up in defiance.
“Whatever- sorry.”
“I’m just saying if there was ever someone who could make being a Brewcaster work for them, you’re in a pretty good position for it.” Teddy responded.
Jacob took a look around the space. Teddy was right. There werecoffees, teas, a variety of milks, sodas, flavours, spices…Sometimes even alcohol but that depended on what kind of mood he was in that day.
“So I can infuse drinks with spells?” Jacob asked.
“Of sorts- yeah. That’s exactly it.” Teddy smiled as best he could with his beak. “Wow, I didn’t even need to use small words that time. You’re getting better at this!”
“So what sorts of things can I brew then?” Jacob asked.
“Now that- well- hard to say.” Teddy got a bit squirrely- which was hard for a seagull to do.
“What do you mean?”
“Well- you clearly just cast a love potion, but those aren’t recommended. The infatuation is fleeting and won’t last long-”
“So that drink I gave to my friend that was likely spiked with a love potion won’t last forever?” Jacob asked. He thought back to the girl that Thomas was dancing with and got a bad feeling. He hadn’t given her a drink and they were dancing together just fine.
“I give it about two days.” Teddy shrugged. “Or maybe forever. Or maybe not. I really have no idea. Brewcasting isn’t well documented.”
“Fuck…” Jacob felt a weird guilty feeling twist in his stomach. Had he just set his friend up to get a broken heart in a few days?
“But! There are other spells. Truth spells. Trust spells. Transformation spells?”
“I transform someone? Like turning them into a cat?”
“I mean…sort of. It’s transformation, not transfiguration, so it’s a bit more loose. You can make them gain or lose a pound maybe with a drink. Maybe change their hair colour a bit. Grow their fingernails slightly.”
“That doesn’t sound very useful…”
“Hey! Don’t talk down to your gift! Over time that can have a big impact!”
“So can full fat milk…okay what else?” Jacob asked.
“Well…I don’t really know.” Teddy responded.
“You don’t?”
“It’s Brewcasting! And you’re a boy witch! There’s a lot of unexplored territory here and it’s all a bit of a fresh field. Think of it this way - you’re a pioneer!” Teddy exclaimed.
“Is there anything I can do to fix this store?” Jacob gestured to the mess around him.
