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It only gets better from here.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The very first episode. It only gets better from here.", "writing": "Mixels Revisions: Mixel Season 2\n\n\nEpisode 1: BabySitting Mixel\n\n\n Steaming hot lava, surrounded by red rocks and very heated ground. But, the heat was nothing to these fire Infernites. In one of the houses, sorta shaped like a cave. The leader of the infernites, Flain was grabbing a few things, while Fraze, his son watched. \"Alright, little dude. Dad's gotta get a few things. But don't worry. I'm sure my buds will be able to watch you.\" He grabs a rock that acts like a phone. \"Yoo, Zorch! You free to take care of my little one for a bit?\" \"Naah it'd take too long for me to get there.\" \"You kidding man? You're the fastest one out of all of us.\" \"Yeaaaaaah, but I already got my run quota of the day, you know how it is.\" \"Yeah I get ya.\" Flain hangs up the phone, then after a second he looks confused. \"Wait no I don't...\" -Zorch says something would take long? Now I know we're in deep trouble.- \"Maybe he's just really busy, or something?\" All the mixels Know about my ability, and are ok with it. It wasn't like that at first, but Flain was always on my side about it. And with some time, they eventually came around to it, and it allowed me to freely let him roam around me. He is quite sassy though, and I don't really have any control over that, even though he is my ability. With a little bit of patience, I waited, twiddling my thumbs, as I watched my dad walk in circles. He made one call after another. All continued to be the same result. “Since no one wants to be around can I just come with you dad?... Oh, did you talk to Uncle Vulk?!\" Vulk wasn't actually our uncle, but he and Lunk visit me so often, they sorta became a part of our family, in a sense. Flain saw Fraze's stansona as a second son. He's part of Fraze, so he doesn't see why not. \"Vulk! He'd never let me down!\" He picks the phone back up, and calls him. \"Hey! You wanna take care of Fraze for a bit?\" Vulk fiddles with his claws. \"Oh y'know uh... Well... It's like... Umm... You see... Busy and... Kinda like...\" Flain was looking pretty unamused. He lowers his arm with the phone, and you can hear Vulk still speaking through it. But, Flain looks down to Fraze with a smile. \"C'mon, little guy. You know I couldn't take you with me. Those Nixels can strike at any moment. I'd rather you be safe here. Buuut I am running out of options. I called Lunk but let’s be honest, little buddy. He’ll take waaaay too long. There really isn't anyone else except...\" Flain does a long sigh. He hangs the phone up, finally stopping Vulk's rambling. And starts calling his last option. \"H-heeeey, Magnifo. You busy?\" There's a few explosions that go off through the phone. It makes Flain look a bit worried, but soon Magnifo picks up the phone. \"Nope! Nothing strange going on!\" \"Right... You think you can do that magic stuff and come to my place soon? I need you to-\" \"To start a show!? Of course! Aaaanything for a friend!\" \"N-no I-\" Before Flain could finish, the phone hangs up. \"Well... At least someone will be here soon. Better than no one.\" “But, dad. I can handle some Nixels. I’m not afraid of them! Plus I got Pam Pam Freedom with me. Plus you we’re unstoppable!” My stansona, Pam Pam. The freedom part he added to his name because he thinks it sounds cool. He’s like the bigger brother I never had. Even though he can be a bit much sometimes. I know he means well. As we listened to Flain calling uncle Vulk. My stansona and I both roll our eyes in unison as we hear the small bit of commentary that Vulk tries to give to why he can’t -sense when did people start hating us?- “They don’t. They just don’t want to babysit us.” -They’ve done it before!- “Ya. And you scared them off. Remember when yo-” -My my would you look at the time! I think we have someone coming over soon!- “We do?” I look over to Flain for approval in which he nods, and gently pats the side of my head. Because The top of it has flames. -Besides, when Flains gone, we can get some cookironi!- “You idiot don’t say that while he’s still here!” I make a nervous sweat as my dad looked down at me unamused then went over and put the cookironis in really high place that I for sure wouldn’t reach. “Nuts” \"Heheh. I know how the two of you get yourselves into trouble. So I've made a few arrangements here or there. I'll admit that you're strong. But, you're still my son to me. If I can help it, I'd get you into the least amount of danger. But, alright! I really gotta get going.\" Flain crouches down and kisses Fraze's forehead. Then he gets back up and stands near the door. \"Magnifo will be coming shortly. So like, try to take cover until he comes.\" He leaves the house with Fraze to wonder what his father meant. Shortly after, a big puff of purple smoke appears in front of Fraze. Once the air clears it shows Magnifo standing, proudly, with his two magic sticks in each claw. \"I have arriveddddd!\" Silence fills the air, he looks around a bit. \"Well I'm sure my audience is just running a bit late is all! Kind of a cramped space for a show.\" Poking my head from the couch I realized why he told me that -Who's this guy? Flain never showed this guy to us before?- “I wonder why” I climbed over the couch, and made my way over to the Mixel in the wizard like attire. “Are you a distant relative of mine?” -Yare Yare Daze you kiddin? He’s the babysitter!” “The babysitter could be a relative tho.” -Why would Flai- I mean dad go out of his way to not tell us about a relative? Like he didn’t even mention his name at the very least - “Beats me.” As we both went back and forth. We stopped noticing the mixel right in front of us. Magnifo looks down and sees Fraze. \"Oh! There is someone here! I've made a dazzling appearance, yeah? Although you are pretty new to me. Kinda reminds me of Flain. And the other guy... WOW WHAT MAGIC! I can tell just by looking at you that you have some magical skills. Maybe we can work together? But uh, ahem! I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm much more than JUST a babysitter. I am Magnifo! The greatest magician around these parts! And, I can make your day with my magic! Although it can get a bit wild at times... But still great, haha...\" Pam Pam and I look at each other and smirk -Make our day you say? How good is your magic? Let’s put that to the test.- Pam looks over at the cookironi jar at a really high place. -I bet you can bring it down with your magic right?- “Ya it’d be really cool if you could do that for us. Though i'm not sure how’d we work together?” He looks up to the jar and smirks. \"That's child's play. Watch and be amazed!\" He brings up his two wands and swirls them in the air. Purple lines of magic goes around his wand, and the cookironi jar. Then it lifts up in the air, and slowly floats down in front of Fraze. \"Hah! See? Quite amazing isn't it? And nothing exploded this time! O-or uh I mean not that there was a chance that could happen, heheheh...\" He looks to Pam Pam and smiles. \"Really, I'm just interested in seeing what you can do! Before you, there weren't many mixels that had magic in them. At least that's what I assume you have. There's me, and someone who's way WAY better than me...\" There was a second where he looked sad, but quickly cheered up.* \"But other than that, it's basically a lost art. Even though I'm in the Wiztatics tribe, not a lot of us actually does magic. Or at least not as openly as I do~\" -ya ya whatever- Pam Pam and I eat away at the cookironi, but I remained sorta curious. “Thanks you’re the best uh Mr… Mr.. uh something?” I heard his names a few times but it wasn't really enough to catch onto it, or I just forgot it. “But you said there was someone who was even better than you? Were they one that taught you? “ -who cares?- “He helped us. At the very least we can be nice?” \"It's Magnifo, the great! Or well, wanna be great.” He sits down on a chair and sighs. \"There is another Mixel who can use magic. His name is Zammie. He's so wise! There was this one time when Vulk and I were arguing about who'd get the last cookironi. Then Zammie came, broke it in half, and let us have each piece! Only he would think of something so amazing~ He even has enough magic power to blast Nixels like they're nothing. He doesn't go out much, so he's not a really good play buddy. But, he still has such powerful magic... And, he doesn't even use it that often! I want my magic skills to be as good as his! But I'm still uh... working out on a few magic tricks...\" Sitting right next to him, I pat his back “You almost made it sound like he died, or something. But how can I do magic stuff like you? You teach me or is it only for your tribe?\" Pam Pam sits right next to us -So if you're so cool, or whatever why don’t the others ever talk to you? You’ve been around here longer than we were born right?- “I’m not familiar with Zammie either, tho my dad or well Flain is overly protective of me. So, I can’t go too far out unless I’m with him holding his hand.” \"I think magic is just for the WIztastics. And even then we can't do everything. Like, you won't see any of us shooting fire, or lighting anytime soon. But uh as for why most are a little wary of me... Weeeeeell My magic can get... explosive, let's say. It's not the most fun to know someone who messes up a lot, haha... B-but I do try my best! I just need one show. One amazing thing that'll make everyone see how great I am! Zammie's quite the shut in. Perhaps it's part of his wiseness? But, he's not a mixel a lot of us know much about. Even I don't know much about him. I just look up to him!\" “So if I can’t have magic like you, why would you want to work with me? I don’t have magic like you.” -He’s referring to me.- “Oh, are you magic? My ability grew from within me because my mother ate a cubit, and it got fused into me... Or at least that’s what my father told me, whatever that means” Pam Pam getting bored he went over to the couch and turned on the tv. “But I’ll try to do what I can to help you get what you want.” -Ha as if simp!!- “Oh for the love of shizel” He looks at Pam Pam, filled with curiosity. \"Really now? That, what you call, ability could have the potential to use magic. I mean he's not like any other mixel I've seen. Maybe depending on the color of the cubit your mother ate, it allowed your weird friend to do things outside of what a normal mixel does... It's sooooo interesting!\" He looks at Fraze and sweats a bit. “Ah! But, you're interesting too, little Flain. Or, wait. I should probably know your actual name, haha...\" -Friend? Fraze is my little bro. We both got each other's backs!- “Ya, but he is a part of me. Like, as if he’s my mentally in spiritual form. But my name’s Fraze. I’m sorry I didn’t introduce myself earlier. I must've been distracted, or something.” -Were you ever close with anyone else besides that whatever dude?- “Zammie?” -Ya, ya. Whatever. Like, did you ever do anything with Flain? Enough to where he at least kept your phone number?” \"A... part of you? Maybe this is like some permanent cubix mix? Wait, no. You're still separate though. You guys really are something special. Oh yeah! I'd consider myself a good friend of Zammie! Out of everyone he seems to hang out with me the most. Buuut he's still the least social mixel I know. I never know what's going on in his mind. Like, gooosh talk why don't ya? And Flain? We're on okay terms. It actually made me so happy that he'd call me for this!\" He stands up and looks determined. \"That's why I gotta make this the best show ever! Just to make it up to him!\" Then he sweats a bit. \"Now that I think about it. I haven't been doing the magic show part much. In fact this feels more like... Babysitting.\" He sighs then chuckles. \"Maybe I jumped to conclusions, haha. But I would've helped out anyway~\" -Maybe that’s because it is babysit- “Magic show right? I’m interested in what you have to show. But uh, really quick, could you put the cookironi jar back.” I point over to where I last had the jar. Then I proceeded to walk over to the couch ready for the show that you might have planned for us.” -Flain, or well Dad is going to be so mad if something gets blown up.- “It wouldn’t be at us.” -Well actually, we learned nothing about our dad.- “It’s ok it’s not his fault. Just Flain is very selective. But Uncle Vulk would say how that Flain was adventurous.” -We just want to know more about the past really- \"Oh, that I can do! Watch and learn, kids!\" He waves his wand, and makes the cookironi jar float up, and back to where it was before. \"Haha! Flawless, again! Okay, okay I just need to uhh...\" He frantically runs back and fourth, until he grabs a napkin and hangs it in front of his face. Then he slowly slides in front of Fraze, as if he's completely hidden. Then he tosses the napkin away. \"Ha HA! Welcome to my show! This is a very special one for some very special mixels!\" He turns around and cheers. \"Yes it'll be spectacular. Very veeery spectacular! And not like any other show I've done. Yess! WOOOO We love you Magnifo!\" He goes on with his self hype up, kinda forgetting Fraze and Pam Pam were watching. -Why is he talking to himself like that? And what does spectacular even mean?- I just shrug, and watch with one of my eyebrows raised, as I watched Magnifo try to make his clearly not planned magic trick. Would it be a trick? Because they use actual magic in such. As we watched Magnifo continued to make his performance and uhhh talk to himself \"Spectacular Spec-\" He turns around and sweats. Finally realizing what he was doing. \"A-ahem, you get the point. Now then! Let's first set the mood!\" A top hat appears in his claw. Then, after tapping it with his purple wand. Purple mist flows out of it, filling the ground with this magical stuff. Then, he swirls his wand on the bottom edge of the top hat. \"Behold! As I fill this hat, with the delicious cookironis! Abra! Cowakaa... Dooooodleeee!\" The hat rumbles in his claw. Magnifo watches in concentration, and also in a lot of worry. After the magic seeps into the hat. It gets filled with cookironis \"Ha... Haha! YES! See? I am spectacular! Yes, yes, YESS! Now then, would you like a snack?\" He holds out the hat, but then it starts shivering some more. Then, the cookironis shoots, endlessly out of his hat. It goes all the way up to the ceiling and slowly fills the floor with these tasty treats. Magnifo stands there in complete shock. \"O-oh dear.\" A cookironi hits Pam Pam square in the nuts causing him to jolt back in pain as I jump off the couch a cradle myself hiding my head -ah! Son of a nutcracker!!!- “Take cover guys... Man, how can things get any worse?” The room fills up so big with cookironi it begins to cover over top of me and the others. -I think it’s safe to say I’m no longer hungry.- Pam Pam sounds are muffled from inside the stacks of cookironi on top of us. “We’re toasread” (mix of bread and toast) \"Yikes!! I gotta do something!\" He places the hat down, where the ground covers the hole. Cookironis were still spilling out. He waves his wand in a panic. \"Abra carooni. Stop the cookironi!\" Magic fills the hat, and finally settles down. \"H-haaah... Okay we're in the clear. You kids okay? Nothing broken?\" He looks around the cookironi filled room, and picks one up. \"W-well at least there's a lot to share, haha...\" Knocking off the piles of snacks that filled the room looking all nervous on the mess “Dad is going to be so pis- I mean mad or uh at you maybe? But still. Well, what do we do? Can your hat help?” -Glad you guys show so much concern for me.- Pam Pam removes the cookironi with his fire ability making it worse by covering more of the house with fire and the cookironi making it spread “M-magnifo.. do something.. dad might get here sooner.” \"U-uh uhh... Oh, I know. Let's bring them right back where they came! You miiight want to hold onto something.\" He grabs the hat with both claws, and points the bottom part towards the pile of cookironi \"Let's clean up this act!\" The hat starts making vacuum sounds and sucks up the cookironi with a big gust of wind. Magnifo had to brace himself to hold the hat in place, and take the force of the cookironi coming to him. \"Ggghh. A-almost...\" He moves the hat to other piles, slowly cleaning the house. However, a few other small objects got pulled in. Like rocks, napkins, and someone's leftover Hamlogna sandwich. \"Whew... That tasty disaster is aaaall cleaned up. We're lucky we're in infernites territory. Those fire cookironis could've been faaar worse in other places. Then again there is a snack that's ice and on fire. I don't know what magic makes that happen...\" “Thank you, thank you. You’re the best” Walking over and giving Magnifo a hug wagging my butt since I don’t have a tail. -That’s cool in all but let’s definitely not do that again. We’re so lucky that Flain didn’t show up.- Pam Pam looks around the house to make sure there wasn’t anything that may have possibly been missed. -I think it’s good- Magnifo smiles, and looks teary eyed. \"G-gosh! I mean. This sort of appreciation is so sooo swell! B-but uh. I don't know if I'd call that a good magic show. Heck, not even a good babysitter. What kind of babysitter puts the person they're taking care of in danger? Well... At least you get first hand experience why no one likes me... I'll get out of your metaphorically speaking hair.\" Magnifo looks down while he walks to the door. Right as he's about to open it. Flain comes back home. \"Fraze, Pam Pam! Daddy's home~\" He notices Magnifo right in front of him. \"Magnifo? What's got you all gloomy? You didn't do anything bad to my son, did ya?\" Magnifo nervously looks to the side. \"N-no! I mean of course not! Well... I was just leaving...\" Seeing my Dad walk in, concerned, and acting fast. But also, because I was actually fond of Magnifo. “Daddy..” Running over and jumping into his arms as he picked me up in mid air from my jump. “Love you daddy. He's a really good, Dad. Can we have him as a babysitter again? Please?” Looking over to Pam Pam, he rolls his eyes. -Welcome back, Dad. And ya Fraze is right. The guys Alright.- “Maybe we could invite him over to Zorch’s bbqs” Flain looks at Fraze with the love of a father. \"I love you too, my son~\" Just this moment immediately makes him happy. But then, he looks a bit shocked at what both of his sons are saying. \"W-wait really?\" He looks at Magnifo, who just pokes his claws together all nervous like. After giving him a judgmental stare, he looks back at his son. \"Well, alrighty. Maybe I should've put more faith into him. I can totally bring him around more.\" He looks at Magnifo again. But, this time not as harshly. He puts one claw out, offering a handshake. Magnifo grabs it with both claws, and wildly shakes it. \"Thank you, thank you! You won't regret it!\" \"Duuuuude chill!\" \"Ah, Sorry!\" Magnifo lets go of the claw, and blushes in embarrassment. Flain keeps himself steady, after being shaken up like that. Luckily he kept Fraze in a tight hold. Magnifo waves goodbye as he leaves. with both Flain and I waving back.. When Flain was about to close the door a claw reached out suddenly. So sudden that it stopped Flain in his tracks from almost accidentally slamming someone’s arm off. Flain and I poke our head out to see who it was that had their arm out only to find Lunk waiting at the entrance. “I’m heeeere to.. Take care of Fraze.. While you leave Flain.” Flain feeling a bit sympathetic looks up at him with a nervous smile. “Ah.. Lunk my dude. I just got back, actually. Uhh. Sorry, dude, but I- I do say so man this was your fastest time over here yet.” “Yaaa.. Flain I really hurried as fast as IIIIII could this timmmme.” “Uh ya uhh let's see how fast you can make your way back, man.” Lunk gets extremely getty as if he learned something new. “Ya! Bye Flainnnn, And Fraze! Say hi for Pamm Pam for me!” “Of course, uncle Lunk. I’ll tell him that” “Ya, ya. Later, dude. Keep on a lookout for Nixels!” Flain closes the door from behind.\n\n\n\n\n( Neh Edt )", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Mixels Revisions: Mixel Season 2


Episode 1: BabySitting Mixel


         Steaming hot lava, surrounded by red rocks and very heated ground. But, the heat was nothing to these fire Infernites. In one of the houses, sorta shaped like a cave. The leader of the infernites, Flain was grabbing a few things, while Fraze, his son watched. "Alright, little dude. Dad's gotta get a few things. But don't worry. I'm sure my buds will be able to watch you." He grabs a rock that acts like a phone. "Yoo, Zorch! You free to take care of my little one for a bit?" "Naah it'd take too long for me to get there." "You kidding man? You're the fastest one out of all of us." "Yeaaaaaah, but I already got my run quota of the day, you know how it is." "Yeah I get ya." Flain hangs up the phone, then after a second he looks confused. "Wait no I don't..."  -Zorch says something would take long? Now I know we're in deep trouble.- "Maybe he's just really busy, or something?" All the mixels Know about my ability, and are ok with it. It wasn't like that at first, but Flain was always on my side about it. And with some time, they eventually came around to it, and it allowed me to freely let him roam around me. He is quite sassy though, and I don't really have any control over that, even though he is my ability. With a little bit of patience, I waited, twiddling my thumbs, as I watched my dad walk in circles. He made one call after another. All continued to be the same result. “Since no one wants to be around can I just come with you dad?... Oh, did you talk to Uncle Vulk?!" Vulk wasn't actually our uncle, but he and Lunk visit me so often, they sorta became a part of our family, in a sense. Flain saw Fraze's stansona as a second son. He's part of Fraze, so he doesn't see why not. "Vulk! He'd never let me down!" He picks the phone back up, and calls him. "Hey! You wanna take care of Fraze for a bit?" Vulk fiddles with his claws. "Oh y'know uh... Well... It's like... Umm... You see... Busy and... Kinda like..." Flain was looking pretty unamused. He lowers his arm with the phone, and you can hear Vulk still speaking through it. But, Flain looks down to Fraze with a smile. "C'mon, little guy. You know I couldn't take you with me. Those Nixels can strike at any moment. I'd rather you be safe here. Buuut I am running out of options. I called Lunk but let’s be honest, little buddy. He’ll take waaaay too long. There really isn't anyone else except..." Flain does a long sigh. He hangs the phone up, finally stopping Vulk's rambling. And starts calling his last option. "H-heeeey, Magnifo. You busy?" There's a few explosions that go off through the phone. It makes Flain look a bit worried, but soon Magnifo picks up the phone. "Nope! Nothing strange going on!" "Right... You think you can do that magic stuff and come to my place soon? I need you to-" "To start a show!? Of course! Aaaanything for a friend!" "N-no I-" Before Flain could finish, the phone hangs up. "Well... At least someone will be here soon. Better than no one." “But, dad. I can handle some Nixels. I’m not afraid of them! Plus I got Pam Pam Freedom with me. Plus you we’re unstoppable!” My stansona, Pam Pam. The freedom part he added to his name because he thinks it sounds cool. He’s like the bigger brother I never had. Even though he can be a bit much sometimes. I know he means well. As we listened to Flain calling uncle Vulk. My stansona and I both roll our eyes in unison as we hear the small bit of commentary that Vulk tries to give to why he can’t -sense when did people start hating us?- “They don’t. They just don’t want to babysit us.” -They’ve done it before!- “Ya. And you scared them off. Remember when yo-” -My my would you look at the time! I think we have someone coming over soon!- “We do?” I look over to Flain for approval in which he nods, and gently pats the side of my head. Because The top of it has flames. -Besides, when Flains gone, we can get some cookironi!- “You idiot don’t say that while he’s still here!” I make a nervous sweat as my dad looked down at me unamused then went over and put the cookironis in really high place that I for sure wouldn’t reach. “Nuts” "Heheh. I know how the two of you get yourselves into trouble. So I've made a few arrangements here or there. I'll admit that you're strong. But, you're still my son to me. If I can help it, I'd get you into the least amount of danger. But, alright! I really gotta get going." Flain crouches down and kisses Fraze's forehead. Then he gets back up and stands near the door. "Magnifo will be coming shortly. So like, try to take cover until he comes." He leaves the house with Fraze to wonder what his father meant. Shortly after, a big puff of purple smoke appears in front of Fraze. Once the air clears it shows Magnifo standing, proudly, with his two magic sticks in each claw. "I have arriveddddd!" Silence fills the air, he looks around a bit. "Well I'm sure my audience is just running a bit late is all! Kind of a cramped space for a show." Poking my head from the couch I realized why he told me that -Who's this guy? Flain never showed this guy to us before?- “I wonder why” I climbed over the couch, and made my way over to the Mixel in the wizard like attire. “Are you a distant relative of mine?” -Yare Yare Daze you kiddin? He’s the babysitter!” “The babysitter could be a relative tho.” -Why would Flai- I mean dad go out of his way to not tell us about a relative? Like he didn’t even mention his name at the very least - “Beats me.” As we both went back and forth. We stopped noticing the mixel right in front of us. Magnifo looks down and sees Fraze. "Oh! There is someone here! I've made a dazzling appearance, yeah? Although you are pretty new to me. Kinda reminds me of Flain. And the other guy... WOW WHAT MAGIC! I can tell just by looking at you that you have some magical skills. Maybe we can work together? But uh, ahem! I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm much more than JUST a babysitter. I am Magnifo! The greatest magician around these parts! And, I can make your day with my magic! Although it can get a bit wild at times... But still great, haha..." Pam Pam and I look at each other and smirk -Make our day you say? How good is your magic? Let’s put that to the test.- Pam looks over at the cookironi jar at a really high place. -I bet you can bring it down with your magic right?- “Ya it’d be really cool if you could do that for us. Though i'm not sure how’d we work together?” He looks up to the jar and smirks. "That's child's play. Watch and be amazed!" He brings up his two wands and swirls them in the air. Purple lines of magic goes around his wand, and the cookironi jar. Then it lifts up in the air, and slowly floats down in front of Fraze. "Hah! See? Quite amazing isn't it? And nothing exploded this time! O-or uh I mean not that there was a chance that could happen, heheheh..." He looks to Pam Pam and smiles. "Really, I'm just interested in seeing what you can do! Before you, there weren't many mixels that had magic in them. At least that's what I assume you have. There's me, and someone who's way WAY better than me..." There was a second where he looked sad, but quickly cheered up.* "But other than that, it's basically a lost art. Even though I'm in the Wiztatics tribe, not a lot of us actually does magic. Or at least not as openly as I do~" -ya ya whatever- Pam Pam and I eat away at the cookironi, but I remained sorta curious. “Thanks you’re the best uh Mr… Mr.. uh something?” I heard his names a few times but it wasn't really enough to catch onto it, or I just forgot it. “But you said there was someone who was even better than you? Were they one that taught you? “ -who cares?- “He helped us. At the very least we can be nice?” "It's Magnifo, the great! Or well, wanna be great.” He sits down on a chair and sighs. "There is another Mixel who can use magic. His name is Zammie. He's so wise! There was this one time when Vulk and I were arguing about who'd get the last cookironi. Then Zammie came, broke it in half, and let us have each piece! Only he would think of something so amazing~ He even has enough magic power to blast Nixels like they're nothing. He doesn't go out much, so he's not a really good play buddy. But, he still has such powerful magic... And, he doesn't even use it that often! I want my magic skills to be as good as his! But I'm still uh... working out on a few magic tricks..." Sitting right next to him, I pat his back “You almost made it sound like he died, or something. But how can I do magic stuff like you? You teach me or is it only for your tribe?" Pam Pam sits right next to us -So if you're so cool, or whatever why don’t the others ever talk to you? You’ve been around here longer than we were born right?- “I’m not familiar with Zammie either, tho my dad or well Flain is overly protective of me. So, I can’t go too far out unless I’m with him holding his hand.” "I think magic is just for the WIztastics. And even then we can't do everything. Like, you won't see any of us shooting fire, or lighting anytime soon. But uh as for why most are a little wary of me...  Weeeeeell My magic can get... explosive, let's say. It's not the most fun to know someone who messes up a lot, haha... B-but I do try my best! I just need one show. One amazing thing that'll make everyone see how great I am! Zammie's quite the shut in. Perhaps it's part of his wiseness? But, he's not a mixel a lot of us know much about. Even I don't know much about him. I just look up to him!" “So if I can’t have magic like you, why would you want to work with me? I don’t have magic like you.” -He’s referring to me.- “Oh, are you magic? My ability grew from within me because my mother ate a cubit, and it got fused into me... Or at least that’s what my father told me, whatever that means” Pam Pam getting bored he went over to the couch and turned on the tv. “But I’ll try to do what I can to help you get what you want.” -Ha as if simp!!- “Oh for the love of shizel” He looks at Pam Pam, filled with curiosity. "Really now? That, what you call, ability could have the potential to use magic. I mean he's not like any other mixel I've seen. Maybe depending on the color of the cubit your mother ate, it allowed your weird friend to do things outside of what a normal mixel does... It's sooooo interesting!" He looks at Fraze and sweats a bit. “Ah! But, you're interesting too, little Flain. Or, wait. I should probably know your actual name, haha..." -Friend? Fraze is my little bro. We both got each other's backs!- “Ya, but he is a part of me. Like, as if he’s my mentally in spiritual form. But my name’s Fraze. I’m sorry I didn’t introduce myself earlier. I must've been distracted, or something.” -Were you ever close with anyone else besides that whatever dude?-  “Zammie?” -Ya, ya. Whatever. Like, did you ever do anything with Flain? Enough to where he at least kept your phone number?” "A... part of you? Maybe this is like some permanent cubix mix? Wait, no. You're still separate though. You guys really are something special. Oh yeah! I'd consider myself a good friend of Zammie! Out of everyone he seems to hang out with me the most. Buuut he's still the least social mixel I know. I never know what's going on in his mind. Like, gooosh talk why don't ya? And Flain? We're on okay terms. It actually made me so happy that he'd call me for this!" He stands up and looks determined. "That's why I gotta make this the best show ever! Just to make it up to him!" Then he sweats a bit. "Now that I think about it. I haven't been doing the magic show part much. In fact this feels more like... Babysitting." He sighs then chuckles. "Maybe I jumped to conclusions, haha. But I would've helped out anyway~" -Maybe that’s because it is babysit- “Magic show right? I’m interested in what you have to show. But uh, really quick, could you put the cookironi jar back.” I point over to where I last had the jar. Then I proceeded to walk over to the couch ready for the show that you might have planned for us.” -Flain, or well Dad is going to be so mad if something gets blown up.- “It wouldn’t be at us.” -Well actually, we learned nothing about our dad.-  “It’s ok it’s not his fault. Just Flain is very selective. But Uncle Vulk would say how that Flain was adventurous.” -We just want to know more about the past really- "Oh, that I can do! Watch and learn, kids!" He waves his wand, and makes the cookironi jar float up, and back to where it was before. "Haha! Flawless, again! Okay, okay I just need to uhh..." He frantically runs back and fourth, until he grabs a napkin and hangs it in front of his face. Then he slowly slides in front of Fraze, as if he's completely hidden. Then he tosses the napkin away. "Ha HA! Welcome to my show! This is a very special one for some very special mixels!" He turns around and cheers. "Yes it'll be spectacular. Very veeery spectacular! And not like any other show I've done. Yess! WOOOO We love you Magnifo!" He goes on with his self hype up, kinda forgetting Fraze and Pam Pam were watching. -Why is he talking to himself like that? And what does spectacular even mean?- I just shrug, and watch with one of my eyebrows raised, as I watched Magnifo try to make his clearly not planned magic trick. Would it be a trick? Because they use actual magic in such. As we watched Magnifo continued to make his performance and uhhh talk to himself "Spectacular Spec-" He turns around and sweats. Finally realizing what he was doing. "A-ahem, you get the point. Now then! Let's first set the mood!" A top hat appears in his claw. Then, after tapping it with his purple wand. Purple mist flows out of it, filling the ground with this magical stuff. Then, he swirls his wand on the bottom edge of the top hat. "Behold! As I fill this hat, with the delicious cookironis! Abra! Cowakaa... Dooooodleeee!" The hat rumbles in his claw. Magnifo watches in concentration, and also in a lot of worry. After the magic seeps into the hat. It gets filled with cookironis "Ha... Haha! YES! See? I am spectacular! Yes, yes, YESS! Now then, would you like a snack?" He holds out the hat, but then it starts shivering some more. Then, the cookironis shoots, endlessly out of his hat. It goes all the way up to the ceiling and slowly fills the floor with these tasty treats. Magnifo stands there in complete shock. "O-oh dear." A cookironi hits Pam Pam square in the nuts causing him to jolt back in pain as I jump off the couch a cradle myself hiding my head -ah! Son of a nutcracker!!!- “Take cover guys... Man, how can things get any worse?” The room fills up so big with cookironi it begins to cover over top of me and the others. -I think it’s safe to say I’m no longer hungry.- Pam Pam sounds are muffled from inside the stacks of cookironi on top of us. “We’re toasread” (mix of bread and toast) "Yikes!! I gotta do something!" He places the hat down, where the ground covers the hole. Cookironis were still spilling out. He waves his wand in a panic. "Abra carooni. Stop the cookironi!" Magic fills the hat, and finally settles down. "H-haaah... Okay we're in the clear. You kids okay? Nothing broken?" He looks around the cookironi filled room, and picks one up. "W-well at least there's a lot to share, haha..." Knocking off the piles of snacks that filled the room looking all nervous on the mess “Dad is going to be so pis- I mean mad or uh at you maybe? But still. Well, what do we do? Can your hat help?” -Glad you guys show so much concern for me.-  Pam Pam removes the cookironi with his fire ability making it worse by covering more of the house with fire and the cookironi making it spread “M-magnifo.. do something..  dad might get here sooner.” "U-uh uhh... Oh, I know. Let's bring them right back where they came! You miiight want to hold onto something." He grabs the hat with both claws, and points the bottom part towards the pile of cookironi "Let's clean up this act!" The hat starts making vacuum sounds and sucks up the cookironi with a big gust of wind. Magnifo had to brace himself to hold the hat in place, and take the force of the cookironi coming to him. "Ggghh. A-almost..." He moves the hat to other piles, slowly cleaning the house. However, a few other small objects got pulled in. Like rocks, napkins, and someone's leftover Hamlogna sandwich. "Whew... That tasty disaster is aaaall cleaned up. We're lucky we're in infernites territory. Those fire cookironis could've been faaar worse in other places. Then again there is a snack that's ice and on fire. I don't know what magic makes that happen..." “Thank you, thank you. You’re the best” Walking over and giving Magnifo a hug wagging my butt since I don’t have a tail. -That’s cool in all but let’s definitely not do that again. We’re so lucky that Flain didn’t show up.- Pam Pam looks around the house to make sure there wasn’t anything that may have possibly been missed. -I think it’s good- Magnifo smiles, and looks teary eyed. "G-gosh! I mean. This sort of appreciation is so sooo swell! B-but uh. I don't know if I'd call that a good magic show. Heck, not even a good babysitter. What kind of babysitter puts the person they're taking care of in danger? Well... At least you get first hand experience why no one likes me... I'll get out of your metaphorically speaking hair." Magnifo looks down while he walks to the door. Right as he's about to open it. Flain comes back home. "Fraze, Pam Pam! Daddy's home~" He notices Magnifo right in front of him. "Magnifo? What's got you all gloomy? You didn't do anything bad to my son, did ya?" Magnifo nervously looks to the side. "N-no! I mean of course not! Well... I was just leaving..." Seeing my Dad walk in, concerned, and acting fast. But also, because I was actually fond of Magnifo. “Daddy..” Running over and jumping into his arms as he picked me up in mid air from my jump. “Love you daddy. He's a really good, Dad. Can we have him as a babysitter again? Please?” Looking over to Pam Pam, he rolls his eyes. -Welcome back, Dad. And ya Fraze is right. The guys Alright.-  “Maybe we could invite him over to Zorch’s bbqs” Flain looks at Fraze with the love of a father. "I love you too, my son~" Just this moment immediately makes him happy. But then, he looks a bit shocked at what both of his sons are saying. "W-wait really?" He looks at Magnifo, who just pokes his claws together all nervous like. After giving him a judgmental stare, he looks back at his son. "Well, alrighty. Maybe I should've put more faith into him. I can totally bring him around more." He looks at Magnifo again. But, this time not as harshly. He puts one claw out, offering a handshake. Magnifo grabs it with both claws, and wildly shakes it. "Thank you, thank you! You won't regret it!" "Duuuuude chill!" "Ah, Sorry!" Magnifo lets go of the claw, and blushes in embarrassment. Flain keeps himself steady, after being shaken up like that. Luckily he kept Fraze in a tight hold. Magnifo waves goodbye as he leaves. with both Flain and I waving back.. When Flain was about to close the door a claw  reached out suddenly. So sudden that it stopped Flain in his tracks from almost accidentally slamming someone’s arm off. Flain and I poke our head out to see who it was that had their arm out only to find Lunk waiting at the entrance. “I’m heeeere to.. Take care of Fraze.. While you leave Flain.” Flain feeling a bit sympathetic looks up at him with a nervous smile. “Ah.. Lunk my dude. I just got back, actually. Uhh. Sorry, dude, but I- I do say so man this was your fastest time over here yet.” “Yaaa.. Flain I really hurried as fast as IIIIII could this timmmme.” “Uh ya uhh let's see how fast you can make your way back, man.” Lunk gets extremely getty as if he learned something new. “Ya! Bye Flainnnn, And Fraze! Say hi for Pamm Pam for me!” “Of course, uncle Lunk. I’ll tell him that” “Ya, ya. Later, dude. Keep on a lookout for Nixels!” Flain closes the door from behind.




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