"I got it! I got it! Master Howl, come look at this!" Markl spun around in a circle and flapped his hands over his face, cooling himself down while hyperventilating furiously.
"I did it, I did it, I did it!" Howl smiled to himself from his particularly comfortable armchair at the ecstatic boy, then returned to his newspaper.
"Congratulations, my boy. You can take the rest of the day off." Markl practically screamed in happiness, before switching the portal to the harbour and running out.
"Ow!" The gangly, red - headed teenager fell back onto the paved footpath and grunted in disproval.
"I'm sorry!" He winced, rubbing his head and squinting at his accidental vic - oh my. She is pretty. Thought Markl, blushing at his thoughts. What had happened to him? What about the immature 10 - year - old who gagged at the sight of PDA? She had curly brown hair, deep blue eyes, and was wearing a red dress that hugged her figure nicely. As he began picking up the books she'd dropped, she smiled gratefully.
"Gee, thanks. You work for," She gestured the door with the "Wizard Jenkins" sign plastered over it, "Wizard Jenkins?" Markl nodded, and as the girl smiled he dropped all her books again. A smirk played on her lips, "I was just going to see him, actually. I need a spell … "
"I'll get it for you!" He blurted. Her eyes widened, and she laughed.
"Wow, thanks!" Markl opened the door for her and she went in, gasping at the magnificent castle.
"This is … incredible." She breathed, and Markl blushed, remembering all the times he'd read books where the male would grab the female in a passionate kiss right about now. But he didn't, and the girl whipped around, features etched with expectation.
"Well, aren't you gonna get it for me?" She asked. He nodded, blushing, and opened the cupboard, taking it out. He also took a fork from the table and as he gave the girl her spell, he turned the fork into a bunch of flowers. Well, that's what he meant for them to be. Instead they turned into a large, prickly cactus. The girl frowned and opened the door.
"Hey, even if you got the spell right, I wouldn't go out with you." She said harshly. As she slammed the door, Markl collapsed onto the floor, the cactus becoming a pile of dust at his feet. His first brush with romance had gone horribly wrong.