Time to replace the crab back into the cage. "Time to go back in your cage, Mr. Krabbs,'' Jory told the crab as he carefully picked him up. "Please don't shoot flames at me,'' he added. It's shell was sort of cold since it was still wet.

With caution, the boy placed the crab in the cage and then got the dark cloth. "Bye, Mr. Krabbs,'' he said. "It was nice working with you.'' He spread the cloth over the cage. Now to clean up.

With water once again flowing from his wand tip, Jory started to rinse his materials. Bucket, washcloth and brush. He was done!