Seventeenth spell [voice]

[magicalquack]

Magica!

What's the idea of dumping stuff at me?! And you ripped off a feather as well! Forget about me helping you anymore, you witchy little-- [The rest of the voice post is just a lot of incoherent quacking.]

[After he runs out of breath, he's silent for a few moments before switching to text.]If anyone knows how to remove yellow paint, tell me

Comments

[onceahuman]

You're... yellow?

I kind of want to see this.

[magicalquack]

As long as you don't laugh too much...

[onceahuman]

I make no promises.

[magicalquack]

Guess I can't blame you. I could come over if you want?

[onceahuman]

Are you going to the party? I could see you then.

[magicalquack]

Yeah. I'll see you there then! Will you be in a costume?

[onceahuman]

I'm already in my costume!