Okay, NOW there's going to be a magician!

Sorry it took so long. I've been super-duper busy.

My cousin bought me a High School Musical activity book. You know. One of the little kiddie ones with really simple puzzles and stupid quizzes. (The lady at the checkout laughed at him, even though he vehemently told her that it wasn't for him.) He knew I wouldn't fill it out (because I hate HSM), so he answered all the questions for me. He made me out to be some kind of emo otako who wears black cloaks, goggles, and has katana and slaves in a salt mine. ...It's scary how well he knows me.

You think you can figure out le twist? WELL, YOU'RE WRONG! WRONG, I TELL YOU! BWAH HA HA HA HA HA!


The Unsolvable Mystery

The Illusionist

Wasn't she cold in that? Her skirt wasn't skimpy or anything, but it seemed just that little bit shorter than one would expect this time of year. It was also the first time Rei had seen Amy in a skirt... or boots... or with her hair up.

He still wore the same old thing as he always did—plain shirt and jeans. At least he was wearing shoes. He stood a little straighter than usual, but not enough for him to even notice himself, and his pale complexion was a little more colourful today. He looked like he had had a... moderate night's sleep, which was probably a good thing.

The pair were sitting on the bus in near silence. One of them would occasionally say something just for the sake of saying something, but there was really nothing to talk about. Amy stared out the window, off in her own world, and Rei was fighting with himself to stay calm in the crowded vehicle.

When they finally arrived, they hopped off and made their way into the fairgrounds. More people. Damn.

"What should we do first?" Amy asked.

Rei looked around. There was a ton to do, and he had never done any of it before. He shrugged. "What do you want to do?"

Amy glanced around, equally unsure. "Let's just have a little look around first."

The pair wandered through overlapping carnival music and shouting stall vendors. There were numerous rides, and Rei could've sworn they had passed the same cotton candy guy three times.

"Hey, look!" Rei followed the skinny girl's line of sight to a scruffy man with glasses on a low platform. Anyone could tell from his props what he was—a magician.

He performed a trick where he drew a bowling ball on a large sketchpad, closed the pad, then dropped an actual bowling ball from inside it... supposedly. Upon opening the sketchpad, the picture of the ball was gone. Rei knew the trick, but Amy was amazed and applauded with the rest of the gullible audience.

Rei almost explained the illusion to her.

"My friend is balling her eyes out because you planted this seed of doubt in her head!"

Ignorance is bliss. Amy preferred a world where not everything could be explained logically—a world with magic. That's when Rei got an idea.

"For my next trick, I'll need a volunteer."

Quite to Amy's surprise, Rei's hand shot up into the air.

"Yes, you, young man," bellowed the theatrical performer, "in the white." Rei shot a small smirk to Amy and headed up onto the low stage.

"Now, what would you say if I told you that you are richer than you think?"

"Prove it," Rei answered simply, already having figured out what trick this was.

The magician held out a tin can and told Rei to spit in it. Rei did, and there was a loud clang. The man reached in and pulled out a coin. If that was so damn impressing, the crowd was about to flip out.

The magician turned around to grab something out of his bag, and Rei held the can under his bottom. There was another clang. The magician jumped with shock, and Rei pulled out a coin. The audience laughed.

"Packing on the pounds?" Rei joked. "Pun intended."

There was a challenging look between the two. The magician smirked slightly.


And on the way home, Amy was run over by a car when she wasn't looking. ...Seriously. That's how it was going to end. You'd think she was going to get murdered by the serial killer, but then she would get hit by a car at the most random moment. Rei would be sad. Poor Rei.

One more chapter to be added. "James' Alternate Ending" My brother requested it. He's going to write it.