Tales From a Second Hand Wand Shop- Book 1: They Were the Best of Gnomes. They Were the Worst of Gnomes.

by Robert P. Wills

In his shop, Pozzuoli wielded an Ice Wand in one hand and a Disintegrate! Wand in the other. “Take MY store? That’s not going to happen! You good up there, Mamma?” He called to the ceiling. With the pandemonium around him, he had dropped his accent. Now was the time for action, not appearances. The entire of Aution would burn to the ground but not the Haberdashery.

  On the roof with two Ice Wands, Mamma Pozzuoli kept adding to the walls she had created around the store. “It’s fine up here, Papa. At least it’s not lava this time!” She called down. Merely a fire? No molten rivers of lava barreling down on her? Child’s play- she wasn’t even panicking. “What do you want for dinner tonight?”

  “Hah. That’s Mamma. What do you think of her, Sign?” Pozzuoli called over his shoulder to Sign which was wielding an Ice Wand in case he missed something.

  “It sounds like she’s a great wo wo wo ma ma man” replied Sign.

  “What’s wrong with you?” Asked Pozzuoli has he looked at his normally well-spoken Sign. “Is the heat getting to you?”

  ‘Thing some not is right,” offered Sign. His eyes got big and his wheel began to spin furiously. “No. No! Not like this! NOT LIKE THIS!”