Over 1000 words not including the author's note!!! I am so pleased with myself! This along with "Emergency Herbs" were created as a result of me and my friend Rags2Riches being rather hyper. Don't expect the plot to be fantastic or the characters to be in character all the time, but I hope you enjoy it!

Taken had once again been left to cook dinner, while his master was doing High Lord duties. He was bored. He had been cooking non-stop for over two hours, and he wanted to have a bit of fun. So, Taken had decided to have a look through the cupboards in Akkarin's study and bedroom. So far, there had been nothing of interest, except for some old hand puppets under his bedside cabinet, but he assumed that they were for some magician's ritual.

He opened his master's wardrobe, and was about to shut it when he noticed a strange knob on the back. He twisted it and another, smaller door opened at the back. Excited, he clambered in, and what a sight met his eyes.

He knew that his master had the ability to cram loads of space into practically nothing, but he had no idea of what he could actually do. Literally mountains stood before him, but not made of rock. Oh no, they were made of sweets. Tons of dairy milk, Werther's originals and Rowntrees were put in giant piles. Taken's mouth dropped open, and he began to drool.

There was one thing Taken wanted to do. He climbed a few yards up one slope, cleared a flat surface, and dived in. He found himself surrounded by sweets, unable to get out, as the only way to escape would be the hole he just made. If he tried to climb back up however, then it would all collapse on top of him. The only way to get out of the hole without being crushed by wine gums, was to eat his way out. Good thing he hadn't had dinner yet.

Akkarin was having his evening stroll around the garden. He nodded in acknowledgment as some new novices bowed to him before racing to their lessons that they were obviously late for. He continued up to the university and decided to spy on the novices through the windows.

Through one window he saw some novices heating flasks. One novice was having trouble, and the liquid in his flask went from nearly black, through to bright red, then the flask exploded. Several novices screamed and ducked under tables, (one boy in particular was extremely high pitched and continued to squeal for a few minutes after the incident) some threw up shields and braced themselves, and one younger novice picked up a table to stop himself being pierced by glass. A uncommon method but effective.

In the next room was an alchemy class, where several novices were carrying out experiments. One novice was mixing potions with another novice siting next to him looking anxious. The novice finished his potion, and turned to his partner. The boy held out his hand, almost looking away and closing his eyes with discomfort. The first boy tipped the vial, and a few drops fell onto the boys hand. The second boy looked at his hand with amazement that the potion hadn't burnt a hole in it, but his eyes widened further, as going from where the liquid was first dropped, his palm has started to glow. He stuck his hand in the shadow under the table and his hand lit it up, shining brightly.

Akkarin laughed as he moved away, looking in on lessons never ceased to amuse him. He had one more thing he wished to do though before he went home for his dinner.

Lady Vinara was teaching the anatomy of the body to a group of extremely bored novices. Suddenly there was a knocking sound coming from the window. She looked towards it, puzzled and nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw the face of the high lord staring at her with a grin on his face. She raced towards the window and opened it quickly.

"High lord," she said hurriedly, bowing. "What can I do for you?"

"Surprise inspection," he said suppressing a grin. "May I come in?"

"Of... of course High Lord... but... may I ask why you decided to come through the window?" Lady Vinara asked quickly.

"You may ask..." Akkarin said vaguely, heading to the cupboards. "It's more of a surprise inspection then isn't it?"

"I suppose..." She replied, feeling unsure. She was quite certain that the High Lord didn't do surprise inspections.

"Everything is in perfect order as per normal, thank you Lady Vinara." He said shutting the cupboard door.

"High Lord," She said, bowing, still looking slightly confused as he left the classroom through the window and headed back to his quarters. She shook her head, and closed the window before going back to her lesson.

Akkarin entered his house and sighed. He started up to his room, vaguely noticing that he could not smell Taken cooking dinner. He went into his room and over to his wardrobe. He smiled, and turned the knob at the back, opening his secret stash of sugary snacks. One thing that he was sure that he did not leave in there, was Taken, who was at that moment, making angel shapes by lying down in a pool of melted chocolate, and moving his arms and legs.

"Yummy, scrummy, milky, squilky, makey, cakey!" Taken cried while picking up a handful of chocolate and stuffing it in his mouth.

"Taken?" Akkarin asked, peering at him to make sure that it was him.

"I didn't revise!" Taken cried jumping to his feet. "No one told me there was going to be a test!" He kept hopping up and down, up and down, up and down...

Akkarin buried his face in his hands. "Takan?" He asked cautiously, "How much chocolate have you eaten?"

"Dunno!" Taken cried, continuing to hop. "I lost count after 523 bars. Or was it 524?"

Akkarin groaned. This will have depleted his supply of chocolate by quite a lot.

Do you like it? I enjoy chocolate and thought that this would be a wicked random story. Please comment and rate, I will try to put the next chapter up as soon as possible.