On his days off when the weather is nice, Timo heads to his Secret Lab. To get there, take an offshoot path behind the saint statue that's missing a nose, and turn right after you see the second honeysuckle bush. Then, climb the sycamore tree to the fifth branch and find the knot and rope cradled nearby, which is actually tied to a branch above. Push off with medium force and swing to that giant oak tree with a hollow. When approaching the oak, stabilize your toes in the hole (but not too deep, there might be knives stashed inside) and cling to the trunk. On the other side, the nearly horizontal branch is large enough to support a capacity of one.

Or if you don't feel like doing all that, you can find the oak tree itself and climb it, with the help of little grooves that Timo made.

The large branch retains a butt-shaped imprint where Timo typically sits. You never know when you might have to cast spells through your buttcheeks, because kids think that practicing how to fart-cast is a productive use of time.

Timo climbs higher to his personal tanning station, which consists of nails sticking out of branches, and a stretched cat pelt between them. It took a while to find a solution to hang medium-sized pelts, and even longer to develop a poison that stops animals from chewing them. For the most part, he mashes caterpillars and mushrooms together and slathers the juice on the pelt, hoping it works. He unhooks the fur and limbers back down.

A rope and bucket, most likely stolen, hang on an upper branch like a pulley, with a stone tied to the other end as a counterbalance. He tugs and heaves the rope, bringing up the bucket full of loot. He rummages for a spool of sinew, then gropes in the tree hollow to retrieve a pouch. Unwrapping it reveals several bone needles, varying in straightness and length. As he lingers over the needles, only Providence knows what criteria he uses to select one.

He spends the afternoon sewing. Puncturing and pulling the needle through the hide taxes his fingers, and smells eggy.

Free of worries, Timo cooks up another prank in his head. He would like to craft a dragon-sized kite and load a flamethrower on it, but that takes too much fabric. Besides, he can't fire magic no matter how much he wishes for it. He could craft gliders and pretend to be a gargoyle, but fur is better served as gifts to win favors. Maybe he can put a cow on a roof! That would be amazing, but the logistics of such an operation would be too much for a lone person.

One day, he would like to expand the Secret Lab into something substantial. First, build a treehouse with waterproofing so rain won’t be an issue. Then, furnish with luxury granite countertops, infinite shelves of tools and rocks, and glassware for distilling poison. Dig out a basement, and it’ll become a cellar for his hoard of food and goodies. Of course, illusion spells to hide the Lab’s existence, but he might not be able to master those any time soon. Maybe he can raise vipers in a pit and feed intruders to them.