After retrieving his odds and ends, Mo quickly discovered that his spell HAD worked. He tucked three rings into the center of the tent, and they fit quite easily. Next, he leaned waaaaaaaaay inside to try to set up some ropes that might work as a tightrope or a trapeze. Hmm... he needed to work on that bit later. But considering half his body was in the tent, the spell was working just fine.

What else? Mo put a pale blue ball and a larger gold ball into his tent... good for a balancing act. And he had some material that could easily be used to swag the inside, making it more festive in there.

Now it was looking more circus-y. What next? Mo glanced at the board again... buttons? He ought to try the button spell, even if he wasn't sure what he'd do with buttons. With a shrug, Mo scuttled to the materials corner and picked out three fat beetles. In a pinch, he could attach them to the vest, although it was already so dapper and circus-y.

So it was settled that he'd TRY. Mo set the beetles on the desk, giving them a squint. The incantation wasn't too bad. "Bruchus puga. Bruchus puga." As always, he repeated it quietly until the words felt right in his mouth, and then Mo pointed his wand right at the first beetle. "Bruchus puga," he spoke clearly, but it must have been wrong, because the beetle just flipped off the desk. Okay. Try again, then.

"[b]Bruchus puga[/i]," he pointed his wand at the NEXT beetle, and this one turned into a sort of knobbly black button. But at least it WAS a button. One more try. "Bruchus puga." The last beetle turned into a shiny black button with four perfect holes. So.

Now he had a button.