Ludwig sighed, as Junior ran off to train and get stronger. Like... Roy...
He looked at the mess he left.
With a flick of his hand, and began to clean with his hands and magic.
Why do you have to look up to him?
The question rang in his head.
Aside from in a literal sense.
He pulled up a cloth from his painting, and a pair of sunglasses fell out.
Don't you know that a power that big comes with a bigger expense….
He recoiled, and dropped his handful.
And can't you see that he's out of control!
He gathered them back up, unknowing Junior was watching him.
And over zealous.
He slid them all into their proper cubbies, and blushed.
I'm telling you for your own good, and not because I'm-
He grabbed his bandana, which he had left behind.
Unlike him.
I could show you how to be strong in the real way.
He pulled it, and folded it.
And I know that we can be strong in the real way.
He slammed it into the cubby, and used his magic to seal them away.
And I want to inspire you,
He went to go somewhere else.
I want to be your rock,
Junior tried to listen harder.
And when I talk it lights a fire in you.
The youngest ran to his room, and smiled, putting on his shades.
"I'm gonna get so tough!" He growled.
I can show you how to be strong in the real way,
He climbed onto the shelf Kamek used to keep the paintbrush away from him.
And I know that we can be strong in the real way,
He grabbed his brush, and started to paint beautiful childlike drawings.
It's what he does.
And I want to inspire you!
He jumped down onto the trampoline he painted.
I want to be your rock,
He spun around, laughing.
And when I talk it lights a fire in you.
