Theme # 65: Ooze


The cat was bored, and decided it needed a breathe of fresh air. It jumped down from the window-sill - and landed next to her cauldron, which toppled over. The pink contents spilled, oozing on to the floor, and Sacharissa Tugwood raised her voice.

"Oyster, you bad cat!"

But the cat had run off, and Sacharissa was left with the mess. She mumbled under her breath, but was not really unhappy as she wiped the floor clean with a flick of her wand - she already had a list of beauty potions to her name, and a new invention could wait.