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The Sorcerers Apprentice (Loke FullbusterXRobin man)

Grey walked past the man into the the kitchen. After creating his sandwich he sat down with a glass of Apple juice and his favorite book "Sorcerers Apprentice."
 
Sounds familiar xD )


Charles was waiting for the pizza to cook. He looked over and smiled softly. "That's a good book your ready there."
 
(But I can't put my finger on it.)


"What do you know about it?" Greyson asked. "Your to old to know anything about this." He put the book down. "You know I think he's lucky. He could fix anything he wanted with a snap of his fingers. No pain... No sorrow." He smiled to himself. "If only I had this my life would be back to how it was supposed to be."
 
Charles rolled his eyes again. "But with that kind of power. Your life won't be like it was." He said softly. The oven beeped and he went to get his pizza. Once that was out he started cutting it.
 
Grayson felt something was weird with the man but ignored it. "Anyway. When will I go to school?" he asked. "And what school will it be?" He asked.
 
Charles nodded. "That's right. Tomorrow, I'll bring you to the school your going to. One of the best schools in the state."
 
"My second question is... Do I have to go?" He said. "I'm pretty much smart enough, besides school is fuul of a bunch of pricks who want to find some shread of hope in their lives that they will grow up to be somebody." The boy leans back in the chair placing his feet on the table.
 
Charles chuckled softly. "I like you, smart, and realistic on the things in life. But you have to. Not many places hire someone that stopped going to school in elementary."
 
"I don't have to." Greyson pouted. "I bet I'm smarter than you'll ever be." He mumbled. "Well... I've made my mind up... I'm not going to school. Huckleberry Fin did just fine without it... So will I."
 
Charles grabbed apiece of pizza. "There's one problem. Your not him. And I don't care if you say your smarter then half of the elementary school. Your going."
 
Greyson looked at him with an annoyed face. "You can't tell me what to do or make me do anything... I'm protected by the amendments. In fact I think one of them says freedom to choose." Grey smiled. "Like I said... I'm not going... And I would like to see you make me go." Grey held his head high and crossed his arms.
 
Charles chuckled softly. "Persistent aren't you?" He was thinking of what he can use to make him go. Oh so many to choose from. "You know your still going."
 
"Am not." Said Greyson. "You can't win old man, besides... If you do somehow find a way to go I''ll just sneak out." Said the boy. Grey was starting to love this place. He was in control... Or so he thought.
 
Charles chuckled softly. He then softly muttered a old mind control spell. He then snapped his fingers and they spell took affect. Now he'll do the next thing Charles will tell him. "Now Greyson. You'll go to school, and you'll enjoy it." He snapped his fingers again. "Got it?"
 
Greyson nodded. "Yeah..." he mumbled. "I love school and can't wait to meet new people and learn new things." The boy said as if in a trance. Grayson shook the feeling away and looked at Charles strangely. "I think I'm gonna go watch tv." The boy said.
 
Grey sat on the floor in front of the couch next to the dog. The boy turned on his favorite anime and began watching. "You see them?" the boy said to the dog as he pointed to the screen. "Those are mages... They have magic abilities. If you didn't know I love magic... Do you?" He asked the dog. No reply. "I thought so." he said with a smile. After watching for a couple of hours it became 3 o'clock. Grey got up silently and tiptoed to his room.
 
Charles was reading in the kitchen during those three hours. When Greyson left he walked into the living room and started watching Van Helsing. The Great Dane followed Greyson.
 
Greyson closed the door to his room and when he turned around he saw the great Dane. "Shh... I got to go okay." Grey said. "Just our little secret." Grey opened the window to his room and hoped out. He then, with a backpack full of clothes, made his way down the street, away from the house.
 
The great dane walked to the window and he barked. Charles heard the barking. But he didn't pay too much of it. He was like that to strangers walking by the house.
 
Grey met up with his friend at the end of the street. "Hey man you sure you wanna do this?" Asked his friend. "Yes... PAYBACK time, now did you bring them?" Grey asked. "Sure did." said the boy, a mischevious smile on his face.


Grey and his friend slowly walked past the houses untill they got to their target, a chubby man who was giving his car a nice clean. They casually strolled past until Grey gave the signal, and that's when they pulled the bb guns out and began firing on the man. The man screamed. "Ahh you again!" He yelled as he ran towards them, hands up to stop the pellets. The boys took off, but the big man was faster than expected. He caught up to Grey and pulled him to the ground. "Thats right stay right here." The man pinned Grey down as he pulled out his phone. "I'm calling the police." He said. "Oh no." Thought Grey.


Grey sat on a bench at the station listening to the Sherriff. "Your lucky he dropped the charges or you would be in a lot deeper than you are." Grey looked at him. "Why would he do that?" Grey asked. "Because of me."


Grey turned around expecting to see Charles, but found something even worse. "James?" He asked. James looked down at him, arms crossed with an angry face. "I''ll just get outta your hair." The cop said. "Feel free to use this office for anything." He leaned towards James. "There are no cameras." James looked toward the man. "Thank you so much, and I promise.," he eyed Grey. "This won't happen again." Grey gulped.


"Ouch, your hurting me!" The boy yelled as James dragged him out of the station. " What were you thinking?" He asked. "That man was one of the homes I went to and he was a douche so I did it." Grey replied. "Grey what you did was out of line." James said. "I know, sorry.". Grey said in response. "I know you are." James replied, still angry at the boy. They sat in front of the station in silence for a bit. "So... You gonna tell Charels?" Grey asked. "Already did... He should be here soon." James replied. Grey sighed. "Snitch." He mumbled.
 
'n'Charles got the call. He wasn't happy about one little bit. He walked to his garage and he got into his ferrari 458 Spider. Je got in and drove to station. It toom him ten minute to drive there.


He made it to the police station. He skidded his tires as he parked in front of them. He got out of the car and he was shaking his head. "Your gonna explain why on the way home." He wasn't told on why he did it.


The car)


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Grey saw the car pull up. "Rich people." He said the boy got into the car and sat in silence hoping they could just ride in peace. "... So... Lovely weather?" He said.
 
Charles got back in the car. He buckled himself and he started driving. "That James guy didn't me why. Care to explain?" His tone of voice, not really happy.
 

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