Chapter 2: A mistaken Potion

Later that night when there was nothing but the mice that were a stir. I
got out of bed. I began to feel nervous and decided that I would condore up a sleeping potion for I did not want to look tired for my fiance the next day. He was quite a looker I should let you know. Placing my couldron on the table I made as little noise possible.Puting the ingredients in one by one, I could tell I was going to be asleep within minutes. I will remind you that I was still young and not completely trained in the art." "We are not here to judge in any way " a deranged easter bunny said to me in a voice that was both disturbing and soothing at once. I looked at him for a brief second and then continued."The potion I had condored was not made proper and the instant it touched my lips I fell into a deep sleep. By sunlight I rose but not to feel well rested only to feel as if I had been wacked with a broom stick constantly. I remembered very little of the night before. I had not remembered even making the potion.I noticed at once that my feet were numb and when I looked down, i saw a tiny cripled man sitting on my feet. I noticed in but an instant that is was none other but the.. Rumplestilskein.