Poison

Once upon a time, in a magical world, where magicians and witches were living together, there was a yearly copetition of the game of “Poison”

Once a year, all the magicians and witches, would gather in the biggest Cauldron Hall for the Poison competition.

The object of the game is to be the first one that pours all his potions into a Cauldron. The rules of the competition are: Each one of the players gets 12 bottles of potions in four different colors (purple, red, green and blue). The green potion is Poison.

On each bottle of potion, there is a number that says how full the bottle is. Each player empties one bottle into the Cauldron in his turn. If a Cauldron is filled with an amount of 13 or more, all the potions that were in the Cauldron go to the last one who poured his potion in.

On the day of the competition, a young magician named Milan ealked to his first Poison Competition. When Milan arrived, he saw that the winner of the three previous Poison competitions, Lucifer, was there with his young energetic looking assistant, Frizel. Milan was excited and ready to try and overcome Lucifer.

But in the first round, Milan was playing against Frizel and two other competitiors. This made Milan happy, because he had heard that Frizel was not the sharpest pencil in the pencilcase.

Milan won Frizel easily and got to the next stage. Milan and Lucife both got to the finales. Lucifer was very mad at Frizel because Milan won him, now, to the finales: Lucifer: “You know that I am the winner of the three previos competitions” said in a friendly voice.

Lucifer: “And I am going to have the fourth”.

Milan: “May the best of us will win”.

The game was going well for both of them, but in thr end Lucifer won and started celebrating with Frizel.

Frizel: “Congratulations! Even though you cheated, it was a great game”.

Lucifer: “Ssssshhhhhh!!!!!!!! Don’t tell nothing!” said angrily.

Milan: “Cheated?!?!?!”

Judge: “Ihear that you cheated, Lucifer. So Milan, you are the real winner, and both of you, Luci0fer and Frizel are benned from the poison competition forever”.

Frizel: “But but but…”

Lucifer: “But you know, I can pay you” said in a pleeding voice.

Lucifer: “And you Frizel, we will talk l-a-t-e-r!” said angrily.

Judge: “No, and now, go out of here!”

Frizel: “But I am so so so sorry”

Lucifer: “Frizel!!!” he had shouted. “I hate you!”

While, this conversation all the others celebrated Milan’s victory and everyone were happy 🙂

THE END!!!