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"Well, he spends some time working on some mixture, trying more than once..." translated Paco. "Eventually, he seems satisfied with it, and drinks it. And that's where he starts growing."
The other bulls exchanged surprised looks. For the three others, the growth came out of nowhere, but in Maquina's dream, the latter was clearly trying to get it deliberately.
"Must be tied to how he was intending to have the dream, or at least was expecting it."
"Yeah, surely."
They turned their attention back to Maquina.
"How it was? Real slow, like me, or relatively fast, like Ferd and Val?" asked Guapo.
Maquina grumbled anew.
"Like Ferd and Val," translated the sheepdog. "While his clothes got shredded real quickly, he was more focusing on how he crushed effortlessly the vial holding the mixture. Oh, and the glasses for eyes fell away pretty fast too."

Art by  caseyljones
Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/34979769/
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