It puts this on the skin or it gets the hose again. But most just use this to moisturize if they're dry and ashy.

They heat me till I whistle and scream, letting out a jet of steam. Every day they do this to me, only because they want a cup of tea.

I am an object that fairies use to yield their power. Without it, they are powerless.

I lurk in your kitchen, ready to spit out food you put in my mouth. With my dial, I offer you many false choices. Truthfully, I have only three: One - Do nothing. Two - Do what you expect. Three through fifteen - Burn my contents so far beyond recognition that even the best forensic investigators couldn't tell what you originally put in me.

A carpenter's best friend, I'm always within reach. Metric or standard, Phillips or flathead, no matter the job, I hold one of each.