Paperclips?
Swatting at a pair of feather dusters that was trying to clean the soot off him, Finn searched his leather apron for his wand. After producing two screwdrivers and a wrench, the junk wizard retrieved a wand that appeared to be held together with spellotape. "Paperclips? How delightfully mundane. The reusable cousin to the staple."
Finn was unorganized, yet he kept track of his inventory. If he was correct, there were a little over three dozen paperclips in various places around the shop. "Accio paperclips!" He called with a swish and a flick. There was a brief moment before they came with a zip zip zip from all the dusty corners of shop. They came in all shapes and sizes, a select few even in colorful plastic. A couple were still clipped to papers when they were summoned, and one came from his pocket, looking suspiciously bent like it was inside a lock.
About forty paperclips in total had gathered themselves into a ball that he held with his one gloved hand, presenting it to young Ary and Bry. "Take yer pick." Cute kids, but he was a little disappointed that their request was for something so simple. Maybe he had something a little more magical for them around here somewhere.
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Last edited by Helios Sunrider; 04-04-2023 at 01:32 AM.
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