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Mirage slept on Eleanor's head, as Justin read his oral report for their wizard lesson. She had already given hers, on the subject of the important usage of wands. "Time!" Jerry called out and didn't want his son to continue. "You're supposed to keep your oral reports under forty-five minutes. Otherwise, you start losing people." He said. Justin went to sit down as Mirage pawed at Eleanor's sleep state; him just watching her with admiration. "She's so cute when she sleeps." He mumbled. "Do you know how creepy you sound sometimes?" Mirage said.

"Okay, Alex, you're up. Alex?" "Oh, yeah." "Your report on crystal balls: history, usage, and manufacturing." Jerry stated. "Crystal balls: usage and manufacturing. Oh, I did mine on how to use the really little ones for earrings, cute, huh?" Alex smiled. "End of report." "You'll try it again tomorrow."

"Max, you're up."

"Okay, cauldrons: proper use and maintenance." Max was cut off when someone poofed into the lair; the Russos' Uncle Kelbo. That woke Eleanor up. "How did all these people get in my room?" The siblings got up and went over to hug their uncle. Eleanor just held Mirage in her arms, and came over as well. "Hello, future voters. Sorry for dropping in unexpectedly, wanted to see my niece and nephews." Kelbo said. "Kelbo, what did I say about poofing in when you visit?" Jerry questioned, and then the smoke alarm went off. "Oh, right, right, right. It sets off the smoke alarms. So what are you guys up to?" 

"We're doing boring oral reports without magic."

"You know you're wizards, right?" 

"Well, lots of times, Dad wants us to study magic without actually using magic." Alex stated. "Well, that's because he can't do magic." Kelbo responded. "You know what I say. Those who can't take hamburger and turn it into delciious filet mignon, teach." "Okay, fine. I didn't become the family wizard, but the things I can do with plain hamburger will blow your mind." Jerry said in reply. "He puts cheese in the meat." Max said. "And they're SO good!" Eleanor felt her mouth watering. "Hey, I've had many, many, many of his inside-out cheeseburgers. Tell me about it."

"So, what are you working on?" "Oh, well, I'm doing a report on the great Chinese wizard Li." Justin replied. "Chinese wizard Li? He's in my fave five." Kelbo summoned his wand, and started to tap on it; making beep noises as if it was a real phone, then held it to his ear. "He'll come here, he'll teach you all about his life. He'll do anything to get away from his witch of a wife, okay?" He said to Justin. "She really that bad?" Eleanor arched an eyebrow. "Yeah, by the way, his wife, she really is a witch." Kelbo replied, facing the brunette. "Li, baby, how's that wife of yours?" Jerry just scoffed and snatched the wand from him, scolding into how he wanted to teach his children/protege his own way. He didn't really want his brother to come in and hypnotise them with his reckless ways. 

"Yeah, you're right. No more distractions." Kelbo agreed. "Thank you." "Oh, I've got presents." The four ran over to Kelbo's bathtub; excited to see what he had brought them. "Justin, I got you some opera gum." He handed the eldest Russo a wrapper of gum. "Oh, sweet. What's it do?" "It's opera gum. Try singing." Alex stated. Justin took a piece and started to chew, then opening his mouth and he started vocalising at a high pitch. Eleanor nodded with an impressed expression; her mom would've liked that. "I think I'll save that for the talent show."

"Max, for you, I've got the leprechaun answer blower." Kelbo pulled out what looked like an old pipe that Victorians must've smoked from. "Ask it a question, blow a bubble, bubble pops, there's your answer." "Come on, baby. What are the answers to my social studies test?" Max blew into the pipe, and a bubble came out with 'Yeah, right!' in neon, green letters. Eleanor chuckled with a playful eyeroll, as she scratched behind Mirage's ears. "Yes-or-no questions only, but I love that you think big. And, for the honoaury Russo from Boston, I got you a special sewing machine." Kelbo pulled out a very modern sewing machine, covered in sparkles and gold lining. "Cool. What does it do?" Eleanor questioned, placing Mirage on one of the couches and taking it in her arms. "There's a little section where you can type in an idea you have; and it'll display it. If it works, press that button and woosh, you're off!" She nodded, impressed, and thanked the uncle. This might save her some time with her creations, if she had another hand in her apartment.