The Mystran Magic Show
Performed by Nea, Telia Santraeger and Aeili Azenci.
A play, entitled:
Bubble Bubble, Cauldron of Trouble
Narrator (Nea): Once upon a time in a dark, distant forest, two twin witches lived in a dark old house with a dark, old cauldron that always bubbled, bubbled, bubbled with a dark, old potion.
Red Witch (Aeili): “Three toes of newt, four camel eyelashes and a spoon of quicksilver!” says the red witch as she throws the objects into the bubbling cauldron.
Blue Witch (Telia): “A spoon of quicksilver? Do you not know it is poisonous, sister?” *she gives the red witch a surprised look*
“Not when I add a trickle of treacle and a dash of eyelash!” the red witch replies with an evil grin.
“Well trust is a must, will you taste or just fuss?” *she gives the red witch a challenging look with an eviller grin*
“Why, I am proud of my mix, or do you think I play tricks?” she replies with a boastful glare.
“Try, by all means, your delectable brew it seems.” *she snorts, with clear disbelief and gestures at the cauldron*
So the Red Witch added the ingredients to the bubbling cauldron, chanted the magic phrase, took the ladle to her mouth and sipped...
“Bubble bubble, cauldron of trouble! Ah, like fine wine while one did dine!” she remarks while waving her hands around.
[Aeili drinks Potion: Barkskin]
“Sister, a misadventure? Your hair is not quite there!” *her eyes widen and she then holds back a laugh as she points at Aeili's hair*
“Like leaves of a vine! This hair is not mine!” she replies with a frown and a pout!
“A dollop of scallop, and the effect shall gallop.” *she nods, as if she can fix this*
“You gave me a jinx! It’s still poison, methinks.” she replies with a dubious expression.
“Really? You doubt my alchemical clout?” *she rolls her eyes, as clearly she must be the better witch*
So the blue witch added the slimy, grimy scallop to the bubbling cauldron, chanted the magic phrase, took the ladle to her mouth and sipped...
“Bubble bubble, cauldron of trouble! Like the sound of a round, ground pound of hound!” *she exclaims and swallows the brew*
[Telia drinks Potion: Enlarge Person]
“Oh my, so high! Will you sprout wings, and fly?” she remarks amidst cackles of laughter!
“The dread to my head! Oh, to lay down on my bed!” *she looks down at herself and then looks dizzy, lying down on the floor*
“Sister, your height will cause fright! Oh the pangs of delight!” she says, continuing to laugh exuberantly the blue witch's misfortune!
“Oh no, the woe! I sink below. . .” *she moans, not appearing to feel too well!*
“Quick, the tongue of an adder! This will make me no madder.” she boasts and waves her arms around as if -she- knows what she is doing.
So the red witch added the split snake tongue to the bubbling cauldron, chanted the magic phrase, took the ladle to her mouth and sipped. . .
“Bubble bubble, cauldron of trouble! Like a dance with no pants, enhance!” she chants and incants a spell.
[Aeili casts Spell: Reduce Person]
“Ha, with a snort! Look at how short you are caught!” *she grins, jumping up and looks happy at how the brew now backfired on her witch-sister*
“By the gods! Two more sods from swampy bogs!” she retorts in horror, looking herself over very carefully.
“Sods of swampy bogs? Do you mean frogs, or logs?” *she looks at the red witch and then cackles*
“It matters not! It’s just a blot! Give what you’ve got!” she replies angrily, clearly not impressed with her sister's suggestion.
“Within time this will be mine! Just add lime and all will shine!” *she sounds confident that she knows exactly what this witch brew needs *
So the blue witch added the fine lime to the bubbling cauldron, chanted the magic phrase, took the ladle to her mouth and sipped. . .
“Bubble bubble, cauldron of trouble! I said no red or I’ll be dead!” *she exclaims and then swallows the witch brew*
[Telia drinks Potion: Elemental Shield]
“Ha, and look! The flame came all the same!” she cackles once more ias the blue witch erupts in a burst of fire!
“A bee’s knees, if you please! This has quite become a tease!” *she jumps back, looking a little frightened for a moment before collecting herself*
“No more the bore, sister, if I add four?” she taunts her with a malicious grin upon her face.
“Yes yes, for the best. Another test for the rest.” *she nods several times; this obviously requires a large amount of bee knees*
So the red witch added the four wee knees of the bees to the bubbling cauldron, chanted the magic phrase, took the ladle to her mouth and sipped. . .
“Bubble bubble, cauldron of trouble! No more glow, its not a show!” the red witch cries out, lifting her hands to incant another devious spell!
[Aeili casts Spell: Lesser Visage of the Deity]
“Ahhh! The light! It’s so bright! Why do you fight?” *she raises an arm up, to shield her eyes from the brightness Aeili emits*
“A gnome’s nose and a rose! That’s how it goes. . .” she replies in self-inflicted horror.
“Three ears of deers and a couple of beers? Will this not quell our fears?” *in a tone that suggests that it usually works!
“Sister, you are mean! Do it since you’re so keen!” she scoffs at her suggestion, placing her hands on her hips and looking unimpressed.
So the blue witch added the deers’ ears and beers to the bubbling cauldron, chanted the magic phrase, took the ladle to her mouth and sipped. . .
“Bubble bubble, cauldron of trouble! The last is past, what a farce!” *she seems self-certain and she swallows the brew, what could possibly go wrong?*
[Telia drinks Potion: Shapechange - Frost Giant]
“How gross, more than most! Uglier than I could boast!” she gloats with glee, mocking her sister!
“Oh the sight, filled with might! What a ghastly fright!” *show looks down at herself, surprised, clearly this was not how it was supposed to go*
“A touch of moss, just a toss. Mayhap enough to relieve your loss?” the red witch suggests in a snyde, taunting manner.
“Fine fine, I will not whine. This surely is the final sign.” *she looks at the brew, as if surely things cannot get any worse...*
So the red witch added the meagre moss to the bubbling cauldron, chanted the magic phrase, took the ladle to her mouth and sipped. . .
“Bubble bubble, cauldron of trouble! All is done, now for the fun!” she declares proudly with a wave of her hand and a flash of magic!
[Aeili casts Spell: Shapechange – Fire Giant]
“Oh ho, the rage! What a mage! Now who will ascend the stage?” *a wicked grin spreads on the frost giant's lips as she regards her witch-sister*
"Curse this brew, too! Forever am I stuck with you!" she remarks with extreme disappointment and a final dark brooding glare at her accomplice in witchery.
And so the two, twin witches lived the rest of their lives as giants in the dark old forest, in their dark old house, never again able to brew their bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, dark old potion.
