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Once upon a time, in a forest tucked between whispering trees and pumpkin patches, there lived three witches — Wanda, Wizzle, and Wobble. They weren’t wicked, just wonderfully weird, and every Halloween, they held the Great Potion Party where they crafted the spookiest (and silliest) potions in the land.

The witches lived in a crooked little cottage with shelves full of frog giggles, ghost giggles, and spider socks — all labeled neatly in glowing jars. But this year, something was missing. They wanted to make their most magical potion ever — the Giggle-Grow-Glow Potion — which made pumpkins giggle, cats glow, and broomsticks dance the cha-cha.

Wanda scratched her warty chin. “We need something truly strange.”

Wizzle pointed at the potion book. “A giggle from a ticklish bat!”

Wobble gasped. “And a whisper from a sleepy moon!”

So off they flew on their broomsticks, swooping under stars and past owls in pajamas.

They tickled bats until they giggled (one even snorted), caught a moon-whisper in a silver jar, and scooped up fog from a haunted teacup. Back in their cottage, they stirred it all together in their bubbling cauldron.

“Double, bubble, giggle, and glow,” they chanted, tossing in a sprinkle of glittery toad burps.

POOF! The cauldron hissed and flashed — and suddenly, their entire cottage was glowing bright purple and smelled like cinnamon socks. The potion worked!

Pumpkins outside burst into laughter. Cats wagged their glowing tails. Even the wind did a little waltz.

And as for the witches? They cackled with joy and bottled their potion for the big Halloween party, handing out tiny glowing vials to every child brave enough to knock on their door.

From that night on, kids didn’t just dress up for candy — they came to craft spooky witches’ potions too. Because Halloween wasn’t about fright anymore… it was about fun, friendship, and a little magical mischief.

The end.