. . . Are you watching closely?
Aces POV
Every magic trick consists of three parts the first is called a pledge the magician will show you something ordinary a deck of cards, a bird, or a human. They'll ask you to examine it, to see if it's normal, unaltered.
But of course you've seen this type of shit before.
They'res nothing fucking normal about it.
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UGHH!
ace- why do WE have to help set up!?
Trey- riddles orders, ace. Also you two over there! You should be helping!
Deuce- sorry clover senpai! Diamond senpai wanted to show me something!
Cater- it's cute right deuce?
Deuce- yeah it really is!
Trey- alright you two! Enough talking more working. The unbirthday party is only a week away!
Cater- ugh! Whatever dad!
Deuce- coming!
Just then wimothy arrived, finally.
Cater- oh look who it is!
Trey- heya wimothy, we were just preparing stuff for you to get started.
Ace- yep! Setting up this giant canvas was a bore though.
Deuce- you did the concept sketches right? Can we see?
Wimothy- . . . It's best I don't show you.
Cater- huh? Why is that?
Wimothy- it's uh. . . Its a surprise! Yeah! I want it to be a surprise.
Deuce- oh uh okay, well I guess a surprise is better than showing us right now.
Trey- yeah, it's better to see the finished product.
Wimothy- uh yeah! That's what I was aiming for.
Ace- so are we gonna get started or what?
Wimothy- okay! Ace I'm coming!
Trey- I'll go help riddle with other things in the meantime. Have fun!
As trey heads inside wimothy takes out he notebook and gets to work.
Deuce- dude, we should be painting the roses right now. What are you doing?
Ace- huh!? Oh uh coming! Sorry I was watching wimothy.
Cater- well we need to go work on other things now.
Deuce- wimothy! We're gonna go paint the roses now! Are you gonna be alright here alone?
Wimothy- uhh yeah don't worry!
Deuce- okay! Alright let's get to work.
Cater- let's go!
As cater and deuce happily run off, i stay behind looking at wimothy, as i watched her from behind the rose bushes, i can see her hands visibly shaking as she ran her pen across the blank canvas, has she always been like that? Maybe I'm just being paranoid.
As I watch her, I can tell she's trying her hardest to not mess up, I should go talk to her. As I approach her, I tap her shoulder lightly, but she jumps a little and drops her pen.
Wimothy- ace!? Why the fuck!?
Ace- oh shit! Wimothy , sorry I didn't want to scare you!
Wimothy- I had that line perfect!! Didn't I tell you I'm fine with being alone!?
Ace- I'm sorry wims. . .
Wimothy- ugh. . . Great now I have to fix this line.
Ace- . . .
She never really yells at me like that, she usually just laughs it off, but why did she change all of a sudden?
Let's not think too hard about it, for now.
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TBC
Writers note
Here's the first chapter of the first book, I'm very excited to see how far this series goes!
Thanks for reading and have a good morning good night or good afternoon.
And also
Enjoy this magic show. . .
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