Marcus Chen stared at his laptop screen, his coffee mug frozen halfway to his lips. The numbers couldn't be right. He refreshed the page. Still zero. His Bitcoin wallet, which had contained exactly...

Geraldo Fumblethorne was, without question, the worst wizard to ever graduate from the Mystical Academy of Arcane Arts and Sandwich Making. Yes, sandwich making. The academy had added that to their...

Archibald Crumblebottom III was having a terrible morning, even by wizard standards. He stood in his cluttered tower laboratory, staring at the small pile of breadcrumbs on the floor that had, until...

Gerald Pemberton had always suspected his toaster was plotting something. The way it would occasionally eject his bread with unnecessary violence, or how it would ding at precisely the wrong moment...

Archibald Fumblethorne had always been a mediocre wizard at best, but Tuesday morning brought a new low to his already questionable career. He stood in his cluttered tower workshop, surrounded by...

Wendell Whimsybeard had always been a mediocre wizard at best, but nobody expected him to be THIS bad. Standing in what used to be his living room but was now a massive block of aged cheddar, he...