“Are you
thinking what I'm thinking?”
Plato*
Went to one of
my school clubs today. It was fun as usual, only down was I had a
small seizure while standing and pushed over a table. My back was
against it so it didn't hurt and nobody got hit and nothing got
broken so everything was fine. Eh, wouldn't be the first time. Anyway
onto the flash fiction!
Merlin's
Apprentice Steve
Merlin found
out the hard way that he couldn't have his apprentice just through
children. No matter how many times the immortal wizard would travel
worlds and reincarnate himself he just couldn't find a life where he
had kids that had the magical talent he wanted. No Merlin Jr. that
had the innate power to compare. Some powerful people in his lineage
but not the perfect one.
So he the
stubborn old fart finally gave up and used his magic powers to scout
out me in my world. The O, great powerful, Steve of Nevada! He took
me in from my orphanage. I thought “hey wizard Dad, cool!” may as
well right? Though the old man also thought that he could get me to
change my name to one of those arcane wizard names. Ha, ha no. I'm
not going around being called Yuti or whatever the heck those wizard
names are. I also won't wear those robes.
Of course there
are things I will do for my Dad. Like pay attention to his magic
lessons. I mean, sure I learn some cool stuff that I can show off to
my friends sometimes. Though really showing off to your friends can
make you look like an arrogant jerk, after awhile. (Yeah, I can use
magic in my world openly, I come from a lot crazier world than yours
we got superheroes and everything! Traveled to yours with Dad. Your.
Earth. Is. Boring. Dad needs to show me a cool world next time we
travel.)Sure he teaches me cool magic but I also learn a lot of
boring magic. He taught me magic to make grass grow. I watched grass
grow to see if it was working.
Dad's nicer
than you would think if you avoid his “immortal wizard's wrath”
and the whole “turns you into a toad” thing. Once you get on his
good side he does tons of things for you with his magic. He pretends
that he's doing it to demonstrate his magical powers for all the
“inferior peoples” but really he's a nicer guy than he implies.
Anyway, Dad's
going to help me with my science fair project now. He hates helping
with any of my science homework. Of course he hates science in
general. Crazy old wizard.
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