The young, red-haired boy clenched his stomach in hunger. It growled loudly, since he started training early in the morning without having any breakfast. Negi was practicing his magic and kung fu skills before dawn in a forest area of the massive Mahora Academy in Japan.
"Crud, I knew I shouldn't have left the dorm rooms without something to eat." He put his legs over his long, wooden wand his father had given to him before he left six years ago in Wales. Negi jumped off of the ground, and started to fly. He placed a cloaking shield around him, so any one who would look up at him would see the sky instead.
Negi flew all the way to the middle school dorm rooms, enjoying the air hit his face and dry off the sweat he made after hours of his rigorous training. He landed on the ground in front of the doors, and made sure no one was around before he took off his cloaking shield. The youth get off of his wand, and sprinted into the building, using some of his magic to increase his speed.
He stopped in front of the dorm room he shared with two of the students he taught; Konoka Konoe, and Asuna Kagurazaka. In his hungriness, he fumbled to get the key into the lock. Once he did, though, he swung it opened so hard, that he could've torn it off of it's hinges.
Negi threw his wand onto the couch in the smallish room, and went into the even smaller kitchen to see what there is for him to eat. He opened the refrigerator door, and to his disappointment, there wasn't any food he could just eat without cooking it or mixing it with other foods.
"Darn it. There's nothing for me to eat!" He slammed to door closed, and heard his stomach grumble twice as loud. Pictures of food entered his mind, and Negi's mouth watered at the sight of foods he could eat. Then, he came up with a thought.
Hey! Why don't I just use magic to create the food? It'd be a lot easier and faster than trying to cook it myself and end up burning it. All of the pictures of the food came into his mind again, and the one that stuck out the most was a casserole.
"Mmmm. A casserole…" Negi's mouth watered even more now. He exited the kitchen, and grabbed his wand off of the couch. He then thought of words and spells he knew, trying to alter them to create food. After a few minutes of thinking, the ten-year-old started to mutter the spell he invented.
"Spiritus cibus, pario e lanx hoc e empularum mei!" (Translation: Spirits of Food, Create a dish of a casserole for me!)
A bright light appeared, and Negi worried that this spell would not work. But, his stomach, yes, his stomach, said it would be fine. He stood there for a little while, allowing his words to become what he most desired; a casserole.
As the light faded, Negi opened his eyes to see what had been created. And there, on the low table, was a plate that held a hot and steamy casserole on it. Negi dropped his wand, and walked over to it, smacking his lips at the food. Of course, he was somewhat unsure that this spell of his would not work. And of course, in Murphy's Law, 'What will go wrong and hasn't gone wrong, will.' How true that sentence is, because right as Negi reached out his hand to grab the food, the casserole grew limbs!
Negi brought back his arm in shock. "What the heck?! Why does my casserole have arms, legs, and evil looking eyes and teeth?" The casserole looked up at his creator, and had smacked its as well.
Mmm, children! Negi heard the devilish food think. And, only one thing came out of his mouth as he screamed and ran outside, being chased by the evil food.
"AHHHHHHHH! HELP ME! A CASSEROLE'S OUT TO EAT ME!"
Author's Note: Okay, this one's quite random, I know. But, I bet I know what you're probably thinking right now. 'An evil casserole!? Why the heck an evil casserole?!' Well, it just came to me, and I decided to write it. I'll probably write a chapter 2, to this.