The Wabbit stood outside a toy shop he knew. In his paw he held a magic wand he'd purchased inside. The assistant had told him he needed no instructions, he was just to wave it. It was self-explanatory she told him. The Wabbit was sceptical but he shrugged. He went outside and waved it at the window. A shot rang out. The window shattered. Planetary devices of various kinds appeared in great number. The Wabbit grew exasperated, but a star with a smiley face appeared and spoke. "I am the instructions for the Mk 2 Magic Wanderiser. Thank you for your purchase. How may I help you today?" The Wabbit felt a bit irritated but he bore with it. "I want to learn magic." There was a long pause. "Please tap the window twice and say your magic word." The Wabbit wanted to comply but he'd never been given his magic word. The stars began to whirl. "Please say your magic word or phrase!" The smiley star was insistent. The Wabbit shrugged. "Sim sala bim." It was the best he could do at short notice. But the smiley star continued. "That magic phrase has been taken." The Wabbit thought. "Brat draoidheachd," he uttered. There was another pause. "I am registering your magic phrase. Only use it for magic." The stars dimmed and faded away. Clutching his wand, the Wabbit hopped towards the metro. "I need a drink," he thought. He remembered his magic phrase and repeated it. A bar appeared in front of him. "It works," he murmured.
