Jizzard the Wizzard and the Blizzard of Fear

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A vibrant cartoon with colours and smooth animation. Jizzard the Wizzard and the Blizzard of Fear. Written By Thomas J.F Mott Once upon a moonless night, deep inside the creaky old halls of Wizzard's Keep, there lived a strange and rather troublesome wizard named Jizzard the Wizzard. Jizzard was not a particularly frightening wizard. His hat was too floppy. His shoes squeaked when he walked. And whenever he tried to make an intimidating entrance, he usually tripped over his own robes. But tonight was different. Jizzard stood at the top of the grand staircase, gripping his wand tightly. "I'm going to get Daisy," he declared. His voice echoed through the halls. "I'm going to find Daisy!" Unfortunately for Jizzard, someone else had heard him. From the shadows stepped Isaac. He folded his arms and stared directly at the wizard. "You're not going anywhere, Jizzard." Jizzard froze. His knees began to wobble. His wand trembled in his hand. Behind Isaac stood his companion, Lou, who looked rather concerned about what was about to happen. "Leave Daisy alone," Isaac said firmly. Jizzard swallowed. He wanted to look brave. He really did. But inside, he was absolutely shivering with fear. "B-b-but I am Jizzard the Wizzard!" he stammered. Isaac took another step forward. Jizzard's eyes widened. Then, in a moment of pure panic, he raised his wand high above his head. "Fine!" He took a deep breath. "Witness my greatest spell!" The room went completely silent. Jizzard shouted: "JIZZARD'S BLIZZARD!" WHOOM! A tremendous swirl of icy-blue magic burst from his wand. Snowflakes filled the air. The curtains whipped around. Candles flickered. And a freezing gust swept through the hallway. Isaac opened his mouth to speak- But no sound came out. He tried again. Nothing. The Blizzard had completely silenced him. Jizzard stared in amazement. "It worked!" But then- CRAAACK! Everyone turned. Lou had taken one step backwards. Unfortunately, the old floorboards beneath her foot had other ideas. Her foot suddenly broke through the floor with a loud THUMP! "LOU!" Isaac tried to shout. But, thanks to Jizzard's spell, Isaac was still completely silent. Lou looked down at the floor. Then up at Jizzard. Then back down at the floor. "Really?" Jizzard lowered his wand. "Oh." The magical snow slowly began to settle. Isaac glared silently. Lou sighed. And Jizzard suddenly realized that perhaps casting enormous magical blizzards inside very old buildings wasn't the wisest thing a wizard could do. "I suppose," he said nervously, "we should probably fix that." Isaac pointed angrily at the broken floor. Lou nodded. And Jizzard slowly began sweeping the snow away. That night, the three of them learned an important lesson: Never challenge Isaac. Never trust old floorboards. And most importantly... Never let Jizzard the Wizzard panic. THE END.

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