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He had just headed off to bed after hearing a long lecture from
his foster parents. You see, he had an uncanny ability to cause mysterious things to happen that he didnt intend. He had just gotten lectured because he had scrambled the keys on his foster moms computer keyboard. Now his foster mom had to type differently. In the past he had made things such as books, cooking utensils, and other miscellaneous items do weird and unusual things.
Archie climbed into bed with his one and only friend in life, his
ragged torn sock monkey Bobo. Why, Bobo? sniffled Archie, tears sliding down his face like water droplets sliding down an icicle. Why do all these things happen to me?
Archie wiped the tears from his cheeks and face and stopped
sobbing. He hugged Bobo tightly then said, Maybe tomorrow will be better. He rested his head down on a pillow and smiled at the thought of a better day and drifted into a dreamless sleep.
(the shorter man). They taught Archie how to better control his magic and Archie got the hang of it really quickly.
He learned not only about how to control his magic, but about
the magical organization. He was in the underground city of Tarris. There were many other people that were magical beings and no one on earth knew about them. They mostly used their magic for making their lives easier, but every now and then in history there is a major crisis and the MSC (Magical Service Crew) are on the job saving the earth. Some magical beings are so un-selfish that they do things for others all the time. You know who Santa Claus is? Hes the head of the MBC (Magical Beings Counsel). Have you ever heard of Superman? Hes a hit with all the magical girls in Tarris.
Epilogue
Twenty-two years later