It all started on a warm April afternoon, and I was trying to sell- get this- lightbulbs. I knocked on a door, and they answered-

Whoa. I started on the wrong foot. Both of them. My name is Daniel, i'm thirteen, and I like music. I'm pretty sure that's what everyone knows about me. I have a reputation for being, let's say... being absolutely crazy at random times. Anyway, the man at the door answers, and he says something.

"What do you want?" The man who looked like he had just woken up asked.

"Sir, would you like to buy some- WHOOOOOOOO!" Hey, I warned you.

"Excuse me, what?"

"I said, would you like to buy some-HUUUUUURRRR?"

"If you're sellin' me drugs, or you a realtor, GET OUTTA MY LIFE!" Screamed the now not-so-tired but now quite-so-grumpy man, right before he slammed the door on me. Rude. Well, I go to another neighborhood, when, suddenly, a giant squid-baby monster comes up to me and says in a gravelly and disturbing voice, "Die, foolish mortal."

"Yeah, thanks but no thanks." Another addition to being crazy is backtalk.

"Fool! You will die this instant!" The squid-baby monster would have lunged at me and killed me on intact, but something, a giant pink sword, in fact, sliced through it.

"Yeah, Connie, that was awesome!" A voice eminated behind the now-disappearing monster. Damnit, I forgot to mention Connie. I'm just all over the place, aren't I? Well, me and Connie have been friends since since the fifth grade, and i'm never afraid to her that I have the power of Morgan Freeman, Goku, and Chuck Norris combined whenever she goes on some kind of rant about some shipping (you should've seen her when ranted that "anything except Soriel sucks." Her words, not mine.) Anyway, when that monster poofed, a blue gem fell to the ground. Behind the monster, I saw Connie, holding a big-ass pink rose-themed sword, and a small boy wearing jeans and a t-shirt with a star on it. Oh yeah, and three human-like things that are way too complex to describe. I knew Connie did some pretty crazy things while not in school, but I didn't know that she killed magical monsters for a living.

"Oh, hi," said the boy.

"Um, Daniel? I-i c-can explain." Connie nervously said.

"Oh, so you can explain that you kill monsters with these things for a living?" I yelled, my voice filled with a tsunami of sarcasm.

"We're not things!" Explained the thin, white thing.

This was a strange happening. "Oh no, Steven, we gotta go!" Connie said, obviously saying it to get away from me.

All I was thinking when the biggest, tallest thing grabbed everyone and flew into the sky far away, was:

Connie has a lot of explaining to do.

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