The Littlest Psychic
Chapter 2: Truffles, Ketchup, and Paula Polestar
"I'm back, Poo!" Ness said as he walked through the door.
"Have you got the truffles?" Poo asked.
"Sure did!" Ness said, as he squirted ketchup on the mushrooms.
"Eww!" said Poo. "Why couldn't you buy Delisauce instead?"
"Too expensive!" replied Ness. "Besides, 'ketchup compliments most any food you can find nowadays. Tomato Kraken Soup is often considered a delicacy! Mushrooms compliment the sweet, tomato-y taste found in these packets of…'"
"You're reading that off of the ketchup packet, aren't you?"
"I… well, yes. But trust me! I've tried mushrooms on my pizza, and it's very tasty!"
"What does pizza have to do with ketchup?"
"Tomatoes."
"Fine. But I can't guarantee that I'll like it."
Poo took a bite of the ketchup-coated mushrooms. Then he took another. And another. Pretty soon, the truffle's cap was gone.
"I don't eat the stem of mushrooms," Poo said. "I was taught they were poisonous. Can I have another truffle?"
"I knew you'd like it!" said Ness, as he handed Poo another ketchup- smothered Magic truffle.
Once again, Poo ate the whole cap, throwing the ketchup-dabbed stem to the side.
"OK, I'm ready," said Poo.
Ness lied on the table again, but was soon interrupted by a voice.
"Is this a private party, or can anyone join?" said the voice. It was Jeff. Ness took out his bat, and hit Jeff with it repeatedly!
"HOW DARE YOU TAP INTO MY PHONE LINE?! YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT! WHAT ABOUT MY PRIVACY?!" Ness screamed at the top of his lungs, as he beat Jeff senseless. He then went back to lie down on the table.
Once again, Poo placed his hands on Ness's back. And once again, Ness and Poo went into a trance.
This time, Ness saw himself at the age of three. Little Ness was asleep, with his mother struggling to get him out of bed.
"Wake up, honey!" said Mrs. Franklin. "Today's your first day of preschool, and you don't want to be late!"
"Five more minutes!" said little Ness.
Mrs. Franklin sighed. "We should've never let you watch that meteor shower."
Ness woke up. "Meteor shower?" said the little tyke, finally waking up. "Where?"
"Good!" said Mrs. Franklin "You're up! Come on and get dressed. You don't want to be late for your first day of preschool!"
"Why should I get up?" said Ness. "It's going to be boring!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! You're a real psychic."
There was doubt in her voice.
"I want dad to see me off," said Ness.
"He can't!" said Mrs. Franklin. "You know he's on a business trip!"
Just then, the phone rang. Ness ran and picked it up.
"Franklin home!" said Ness. "Who's speaking?"
"Hey, Ness!" said the voice. "How's my little boy?"
"Good, dad!" replied Ness. "I miss you!
"I miss you, too! I promise I'll be home by your birthday. Anyway, I talked to the people at the local karate dojo, and I managed to sign you up!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! It'll be a nice way for you to learn to focus! And focus is something you'll need to do!"
"Oh. Well, I'll talk to you later! You seem to be breaking up!"
"It's this dang portable phone Dr. Andonuts made for…"
Ness hung up. He felt so happy. Yet something was missing from his agenda.
"Mr. X!" shouted Ness.
Ness ran up the mountain to the house of Liar X. Agerate.
"Hello there, Nessy!" said Liar.
"Hello, Mr. X!" said young Ness. "Guess what?"
"What?" said Liar.
"I'm going to preschool!"
"Wow! The only preschool I know in this country is Polestar Preschool. Who's going to take you?"
Ness thought hard. "A blue van. There will be other kids from Onett on board. Pokey and Picky will be there, too! I like them! They're nice!"
"Wow!" said Liar. "Well, you better go, now! You don't want to be late for the van!"
"Bye, Mr. X!" said Ness.
"Bye, little Ness!" responded Liar.
Ness ran down the mountain, only to be stopped by Pokey.
"Ness! Come on!" said Pokey. "You're going to make us late! I'm not taking any guff for you wanting to talk with your weirdo friend."
"Mr. X. is not weird!" replied Ness.
"Pokey!" shouted Picky. "Must you bother Ness? Just because he happens to know Mr. Exaggerate, it doesn't mean you should call him a weirdo."
"The only thing he eats is garlic!" responded Pokey.
"I remember you eating a lot a garlic at one time!"
"Why'd you call him 'Mr. Exaggerate'?" said Ness. "His name is Liar X. Agerate! Come on, the van is coming!"
The trio walked down the mountain to the urban part of Onett. Sure enough, the bus/van was waiting right there. While Pokey stood in the doorway, scratching his head, Ness and Picky had already gotten in!
"Get in and close the door, already!" shouted one kid.
"What's the matter, fatso?" cried another. "Mommy forgot to pack your walker?"
"I'll give you an ice cream if you get in!" jeered another. "Better hurry before it melts!"
"Still need your milky bottle, baby?" Ness joined in. He didn't know what he got himself into, because right there, Pokey lunged at him and smothered Ness with his 35 pounds of muscle and flab!
(Author's note: For a three-year old, that's a lot!)
"HEY!" shouted the bus driver. "Sit down! NO FIGHTING!"
The two then sat down. Pokey was in the back, while Ness was in the front.
Shortly, they had stopped in front of Polestar Preschool! From the fresh air to the cat on the roof, Ness felt that a good day was coming.
He just didn't know *how* good!
"Hello, class!" said the teacher. "I'm Mrs. Polestar!"
"Hello, Mrs. Polestar!" responded the class.
"I would like to spend the first few days getting to know the class," said Mrs. Polestar. "Before I begin, I'd like to introduce to you my daughter, Paula! Come on out, Paula!"
Just then, a little girl in a pink dress with a little pink bow came out, crutching her teddy bear.
"Paula will be learning along side you," said Mrs. Polestar. "And just to note…"
Ness didn't hear the rest of the sentence. He could tell that there was something special about Paula. He couldn't put his fingers on it until… he remembered when he met Mr. X. He remembered some kind of force. He could sense that same force coming from Paula.
Whatever it was, Ness liked Paula for some reason other than… that force.
"Now, I want to know about you," said Mrs. Polestar. "Starting with the boy in the red cap. Who are you?"
Ness looked up. "What did you say again?"
Laughter. That's all Ness heard after his question. Laughter. He felt so humiliated.
Out of nowhere, Pokey jumped on top of Ness!
Ness tried to focus on the force that he remembered from his meeting with Liar. He tried to reenact the scene. But the weight was too much. He couldn't focus!
Ness blacked out.
When Ness came to, he was hurting all over.
"Where… am… I?" he said.
"You're in Twoson hospital," said the doctor. "And it's a good thing you came to! You should thank this young lady! She dragged you all the way here!"
The "young lady" crawled up to the foot of the bed.
"Paula?" shouted Ness in disbelief.
Paula jumped down and ran home. Just then, a mob of news reporters came rushing into Ness's room.
"I'm sorry! Miss Polestar is not here!" said the Doctor. "All we have here is an injured boy!"
Mrs. Franklin pushed through the mob. "I came here as soon as I could, honey!" she said. "What happened?"
"Pokey… crushed… me!" said Ness.
Just then, the hospital room, doctor, and the news crews vanished, and Ness, 13, was back in his hut. Poo was once again exhausted.
(Back to the Deep Darkness!) thought Ness.
Chapter 2: Truffles, Ketchup, and Paula Polestar
"I'm back, Poo!" Ness said as he walked through the door.
"Have you got the truffles?" Poo asked.
"Sure did!" Ness said, as he squirted ketchup on the mushrooms.
"Eww!" said Poo. "Why couldn't you buy Delisauce instead?"
"Too expensive!" replied Ness. "Besides, 'ketchup compliments most any food you can find nowadays. Tomato Kraken Soup is often considered a delicacy! Mushrooms compliment the sweet, tomato-y taste found in these packets of…'"
"You're reading that off of the ketchup packet, aren't you?"
"I… well, yes. But trust me! I've tried mushrooms on my pizza, and it's very tasty!"
"What does pizza have to do with ketchup?"
"Tomatoes."
"Fine. But I can't guarantee that I'll like it."
Poo took a bite of the ketchup-coated mushrooms. Then he took another. And another. Pretty soon, the truffle's cap was gone.
"I don't eat the stem of mushrooms," Poo said. "I was taught they were poisonous. Can I have another truffle?"
"I knew you'd like it!" said Ness, as he handed Poo another ketchup- smothered Magic truffle.
Once again, Poo ate the whole cap, throwing the ketchup-dabbed stem to the side.
"OK, I'm ready," said Poo.
Ness lied on the table again, but was soon interrupted by a voice.
"Is this a private party, or can anyone join?" said the voice. It was Jeff. Ness took out his bat, and hit Jeff with it repeatedly!
"HOW DARE YOU TAP INTO MY PHONE LINE?! YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT! WHAT ABOUT MY PRIVACY?!" Ness screamed at the top of his lungs, as he beat Jeff senseless. He then went back to lie down on the table.
Once again, Poo placed his hands on Ness's back. And once again, Ness and Poo went into a trance.
This time, Ness saw himself at the age of three. Little Ness was asleep, with his mother struggling to get him out of bed.
"Wake up, honey!" said Mrs. Franklin. "Today's your first day of preschool, and you don't want to be late!"
"Five more minutes!" said little Ness.
Mrs. Franklin sighed. "We should've never let you watch that meteor shower."
Ness woke up. "Meteor shower?" said the little tyke, finally waking up. "Where?"
"Good!" said Mrs. Franklin "You're up! Come on and get dressed. You don't want to be late for your first day of preschool!"
"Why should I get up?" said Ness. "It's going to be boring!"
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! You're a real psychic."
There was doubt in her voice.
"I want dad to see me off," said Ness.
"He can't!" said Mrs. Franklin. "You know he's on a business trip!"
Just then, the phone rang. Ness ran and picked it up.
"Franklin home!" said Ness. "Who's speaking?"
"Hey, Ness!" said the voice. "How's my little boy?"
"Good, dad!" replied Ness. "I miss you!
"I miss you, too! I promise I'll be home by your birthday. Anyway, I talked to the people at the local karate dojo, and I managed to sign you up!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! It'll be a nice way for you to learn to focus! And focus is something you'll need to do!"
"Oh. Well, I'll talk to you later! You seem to be breaking up!"
"It's this dang portable phone Dr. Andonuts made for…"
Ness hung up. He felt so happy. Yet something was missing from his agenda.
"Mr. X!" shouted Ness.
Ness ran up the mountain to the house of Liar X. Agerate.
"Hello there, Nessy!" said Liar.
"Hello, Mr. X!" said young Ness. "Guess what?"
"What?" said Liar.
"I'm going to preschool!"
"Wow! The only preschool I know in this country is Polestar Preschool. Who's going to take you?"
Ness thought hard. "A blue van. There will be other kids from Onett on board. Pokey and Picky will be there, too! I like them! They're nice!"
"Wow!" said Liar. "Well, you better go, now! You don't want to be late for the van!"
"Bye, Mr. X!" said Ness.
"Bye, little Ness!" responded Liar.
Ness ran down the mountain, only to be stopped by Pokey.
"Ness! Come on!" said Pokey. "You're going to make us late! I'm not taking any guff for you wanting to talk with your weirdo friend."
"Mr. X. is not weird!" replied Ness.
"Pokey!" shouted Picky. "Must you bother Ness? Just because he happens to know Mr. Exaggerate, it doesn't mean you should call him a weirdo."
"The only thing he eats is garlic!" responded Pokey.
"I remember you eating a lot a garlic at one time!"
"Why'd you call him 'Mr. Exaggerate'?" said Ness. "His name is Liar X. Agerate! Come on, the van is coming!"
The trio walked down the mountain to the urban part of Onett. Sure enough, the bus/van was waiting right there. While Pokey stood in the doorway, scratching his head, Ness and Picky had already gotten in!
"Get in and close the door, already!" shouted one kid.
"What's the matter, fatso?" cried another. "Mommy forgot to pack your walker?"
"I'll give you an ice cream if you get in!" jeered another. "Better hurry before it melts!"
"Still need your milky bottle, baby?" Ness joined in. He didn't know what he got himself into, because right there, Pokey lunged at him and smothered Ness with his 35 pounds of muscle and flab!
(Author's note: For a three-year old, that's a lot!)
"HEY!" shouted the bus driver. "Sit down! NO FIGHTING!"
The two then sat down. Pokey was in the back, while Ness was in the front.
Shortly, they had stopped in front of Polestar Preschool! From the fresh air to the cat on the roof, Ness felt that a good day was coming.
He just didn't know *how* good!
"Hello, class!" said the teacher. "I'm Mrs. Polestar!"
"Hello, Mrs. Polestar!" responded the class.
"I would like to spend the first few days getting to know the class," said Mrs. Polestar. "Before I begin, I'd like to introduce to you my daughter, Paula! Come on out, Paula!"
Just then, a little girl in a pink dress with a little pink bow came out, crutching her teddy bear.
"Paula will be learning along side you," said Mrs. Polestar. "And just to note…"
Ness didn't hear the rest of the sentence. He could tell that there was something special about Paula. He couldn't put his fingers on it until… he remembered when he met Mr. X. He remembered some kind of force. He could sense that same force coming from Paula.
Whatever it was, Ness liked Paula for some reason other than… that force.
"Now, I want to know about you," said Mrs. Polestar. "Starting with the boy in the red cap. Who are you?"
Ness looked up. "What did you say again?"
Laughter. That's all Ness heard after his question. Laughter. He felt so humiliated.
Out of nowhere, Pokey jumped on top of Ness!
Ness tried to focus on the force that he remembered from his meeting with Liar. He tried to reenact the scene. But the weight was too much. He couldn't focus!
Ness blacked out.
When Ness came to, he was hurting all over.
"Where… am… I?" he said.
"You're in Twoson hospital," said the doctor. "And it's a good thing you came to! You should thank this young lady! She dragged you all the way here!"
The "young lady" crawled up to the foot of the bed.
"Paula?" shouted Ness in disbelief.
Paula jumped down and ran home. Just then, a mob of news reporters came rushing into Ness's room.
"I'm sorry! Miss Polestar is not here!" said the Doctor. "All we have here is an injured boy!"
Mrs. Franklin pushed through the mob. "I came here as soon as I could, honey!" she said. "What happened?"
"Pokey… crushed… me!" said Ness.
Just then, the hospital room, doctor, and the news crews vanished, and Ness, 13, was back in his hut. Poo was once again exhausted.
(Back to the Deep Darkness!) thought Ness.
