I’ve tried to go light with this 99 word Friday Fictioneers story. A little fun ~ except for the poor guy at the end. But that’s what happens when you judge certain types of contests, yes?
“Gobbledy-gook.” Giselle slams her pot on the stove. “Rainier will not win.” From the shelf she pulls the biggest brown bottle, the smallest green vial and the gold-tinted jar. “Nor will Beatrice.”
Two teaspoons lung wort, dash of spider’s veins, lump of powdered bear claw, five drops spring water.
Giselle wiggles, waiting for the judges. Beatrice’s entry is first. Poof her judge transforms into a lightening bug.
Rainier’s turn. Phish her judge morphs into a cerulean blue butterfly.
“I’m going to win!” CRACK the final judge explodes.
It is only then Giselle reads the sign No Oblivion Potions Allowed.
Up From the Ashes 
Oh no! Oops. That always seems to be the way when winning takes control – you lose.
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Pride goes before a fall? Thanks for stopping by. Alicia
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What kind of contest doesn’t permit oblivion potions? 😉
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I know, right? Thank you.
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Its really not her fault. The judges should have made sure the contestants knew the rules BEFORE the judging.
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Thanks for being on her side, Dawn. Appreciate your commenting. Alicia
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Maybe she could whip up an antidote? Just thinking out loud… Nice take Alicia.
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That’s an excellent plan. Thanks, Sandra
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Quite hard to judge a contest when you’ve been blasted to oblivion, or when you’re a butterfly come to that. Lovely story!
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Thanks for thinking so, Claire. It’s kind of a crazy story that came out of the blue. Witches at their orneriest.
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LOL! Very cute!
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I’m glad you like the lighter side of witchcraft. (Although the third judge might be a bit dismayed.)
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She also failed to realize that no one would be left to judge her entry. There’s no potion to prevent stupidity.
Tracey
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Oh, how right you are! This made me laugh. Thanks.
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I thought I recognised that recipe – a distant cousin of that in MacBeth. Tough being a judge in these competitions.
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Indeed, it’s not at all good for one’s health.
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Ah, sweet oblivion.:)
Nicely done.
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Yes! I hope the judge enjoys it there. Thanks for reading.
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Such a shame – it was an awesome potion! Great story 🙂
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It was, too. Too bad she didn’t read the rules. Thanks for reading and leaving a comment.
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Dear Alicia,
You blast the judge into oblivion, you lose. Your story’s a winner, thought. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thanks, Rochelle, the story is kind of random, but . . . I do appreciate your reading it.
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Ups, that happens to me all the time. Excellent story!!!
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Thank you. It was fun to write.
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Great fun! 🙂
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Why thank you, Mr. Binks.
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Fun stuff! One should truly look at the signs before entering… (It’s how I almost drowned in Mexico! We went in on the wrong side of the beach so we didn’t see the severe undertow warnings… Needless to say, I go in the main entrance now!)
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Thanks, Dale. (I’m glad you weren’t taken away from us by the undertow.)
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Thanks to my very tall boyfriend!
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Heeheee! Overly competitive witch sounds about normal.
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It does, doesn’t it? Thanks for stopping by. Alicia
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Poor Giselle now will be disqualified, after all that effort. Who made these rules? Fun story, I love the potion ingredients in the pretty bottles.
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Thanks! It’s hard to come up with just the right ingredients for any potion. I’m glad my story brought a smile.
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Too funny – but I’ve done that before, not blown up the judge, just forgot to read the rules. Pretty much disqualified before I even started. Damn rules!
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I very much agree. Forget one little rule and . . . oblivion for you. Thanks so much for reading.
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Is there a disqualification spell available?
Good piece.
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I’ll look it up and let you know. Thanks for reading and commenting, Mick.
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OH and she tried so hard really! Funny.
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Yes she did! All the right ingredients – wrong contest.
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That sounds like something I’d do. Wait until the contest is over to read the submission rules. This one cracked me up, Alicia.
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Russell, I’m glad this made you laugh. Always a pleasure hearing from you. Alicia
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Always read the labels carefully, first! Very fun, Alicia!
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I’m glad you thought this entry fun. I thought “witches” but tried to keep it light. Thanks for taking time to read this during your busy schedule. Hope all is well. Alicia
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Things are good so far, Alicia… and I love reading the weekly stories. I feel so sad when I can’t!
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Oblivion potion. Great take on this one.
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Thank you! Alicia
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Good story, but leaves me wondering where they find the judges…
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That’s the trouble with only having 100 or so words. If the judge doesn’t explode, he (for the judges are always male) morphs back. Thanks for reading.
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Great answer!
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What a fun story. They should make them read the rules and sign something, especially when they don’t allow oblivion potions.
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Thanks, Ula. They should have to read the rules BEFORE the contest begins. Appreciate your stopping by. Alicia
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Hahaha! what a fun story 🙂
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Thanks, TRG.
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Those oblivion potions are so tempting but they’ll get you every time. A truly fun story and a great use of the prompt.
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Yes, oblivion potions can be very dangerous.
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Great story. Enjoyed the ending.
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Oh, I’m glad
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Lots of fun. I love your ideas and characters.
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Wow, thanks Margaret. I’m glad you stopped by.
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