*After a long day of training*
So, what
did we learn today, Orak?
Uh...
never play with fire, especially the extreme fire in Megid?
*Sirens of a Fire engine sound*
How you
conjured up Megid is beyond me. It takes extreme anger to use
that.
Hehe.
*Slaps his
forehead* Maybe it is just Orakian blood.
Actually,
to tell you the truth, I already knew the spell.
WHAT?!
Then what are we training for?
Uh,
because I need to become a Super Orakian? Is that it?
I don't
know anymore. Well, lets go pick up this new Control Agent. I
heard that he is a lot like Mr. T. He likes milk and wears gold
around his neck.
It could
be Booker T.
Tell me
you did not just say that.... man that would be funny.
Hehehe.
Well, lets
go. *Flies off*
Wait for
me. *Flies off, but how* Boot Wings/phone. Don't take off without
them.
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