Fandom Island and Town

Fred coughed and ran toward the door, pushing it open and allowing the billowing clouds of green smoke to exit the shop. He didn't remember Strenthening Solution making this much smoke, but he had to remember that this was a de-Strenthening Solution, so he'd had to change the ingredients around a bit. He also had never made this much before.

Once the smoke had cleared the shop, he went back over to his cauldron and looked at the bright green potion. It looked okay to him. Fred took out 10 small crystal phials and gently tipped the potion evenly into each of these. He then took out his wand and pointed it at the phials. He said the spell and watched as the contents of the phials wriggled and slowly formed the solid pills. He then put the 10 pills into a small bottle and set it behind the counter to wait for Pippi. He then laid out the mat, as usual.

[ooc: please say whether you step on the mat]

Fred had been working on the Pepperup Potion all week. While he was sure that there was nothing terribly wrong with belching out a few flames after the first gulp, he thought it might be some kind of small, insignificant fire hazard, and had toned down the ingredients just a smidge. Now all that happened was a bit of steam coming out of the ears.

He opened the shop, laying out the mat, which he had covered with a scarf and hat--even doormats have the right to be warm, you know.

[ooc: please say whether you step on the mat]

Fred opened the shop, having decided to pretend--despite the darkness--that it was actually afternoon. That, or he was opening really, really early Sunday morning.

He laid out the mat, as usual.

[ooc: please say whether you step on the mat]

Fred opened the shop, laid out the mat as usual, and set another tray of Canary Creams out. He also added some Nosebleed Nougat, Fainting Fansies, Puking Pastilles and Moaning Marshmellows. The summer was almost over, and he was determined that someone should either burst into feather, have a horrific nosebleed, faint, throw up, or have their food scream in protest as it was eaten.

He took a Canary Cream and ate it. Instantly, he was turned into a giant canary. Fred hopped over to the mirror and examined himself. He made a very handsome canary, he thought. Yellow wasn't quite his color though. Fortunately, at that moment he molted and became normal Fred again.

Fred looked around at the feathers all over the floor and frowned, thinking. Then, he took out his wand and pointed it at the small broom and dustpan, which sprang to life and began sweeping up the feathers, depositing them in the dust bin. He started to point the wand at the broom and pan again, and then thought better of it, deciding that should today be the day that more people than just him should burst into feather or any such sort, having something readily available to clean up the mess might just be a good idea.

[ooc: as usual, please say if you step on the doormat]

Fred opens the shop as usual, laying out the mat. He props the door open today, as it is quite lovely outside.

[ooc: please say whether you step on the mat]

Fred hit the alarm clock as it tried to rouse him and buried his head in the pillow. It had been a long night. It had been a long weekend. Ever since Pippi and Molly had come to visit him on Friday. But it was done--he had managed to train it. Fred heard a quiet slinking somewhere around his left ear and turned his head. The slinky had crawled onto the bed and was softly nudging his shoulder! He sighed and resigned himself to getting up. He sat up in bed and petted the slinky.

"It's a big day for you, isn't it?" he said to the slinky, more rhetorically than not, but the slinky wagged happily.

"Well, come on then, let's get in some last minute practice, just so you're ready." Fred threw on his work robes and headed downstairs, the slinky slinking along behind him.

Fred opened the shop, laying out the doormat as usual.

[ooc: please say whether you step on the mat.]

Fred had planned to prop the door open again today, as the weather had been so nice lately, but not an hour after he had done this, he heard a strange sort of splashing outside. Fred went to investigate... and staggered back into the shop with a face full of pudding! So he decided that maybe today he would leave the door shut and forget about the doormat. He did keep his wand at the ready, glad he had learned the "Scourgify" spell. He couldn't have the shop full of pudding--not without it being a brilliant prank of his own invention.

Fred yawns lazily and stretches before falling back onto his pillow. He looks around his room as the sunlight drifts in throught the curtains. Fred glances over at his alarm clock and yelps--he's overslept! He jumps out of bed, pulls his workrobes over his head, runs down the stairs to the shop and throws open the door, once again, laying out the door mat.

[ooc: again, please say whether you step on or over the mat]

Fred opens the shop as usual, again laying out the new doormat.

[ooc: please say whether or not you step on the mat]

Fred got up late on Friday, deciding to take the day to adjust to Fandom and prepare the joke shop for it's grand opening on Saturday. He unpacked his suitcase, organized his flat, and then went downstairs to organize the shop. He decided to prop the door open to air out the space while he started organizing the small back room where inventory would be kept.

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