HELLLLLOOOOOOOOOOO. I'm back bitchesssssss!

(This is dedicated to my first reviewer and follower: ANGRY FANFICTIONS!

SO, I know I haven't updated in a while and I apologize. It's just that I thought no-one liked my story because in the 1st 2 weeks since I updated the last chapter, only 2 people read it. Sorry to the people who have been waiting.

ANYWAYS, ENOUGH OF THE BULLSHIT. WELCOME TO THE CHAPTER!

BOOKER: Uh Lynnette do I really need to say this?

Me (Lynnette): Yes Booker

Nia: Do I?

Lynnette: Yes, you too Nia

Both: Oh well then, Lynnette does in no way own Raven's Home, if she did don't you think she'd be sitting in her 15-million-dollar mansion sipping drinks way too alcoholic for someone her age? She only owns whatever we do and say in this story alone and the plot. Oh, and if you steal her story, she'll whoop your ass.

Nia: Jeez, Lynn, this is a mouthful

Lynnette: Put a sock in it

CHAPTER 4

Recap:

"Ladies, gentlemen and Raven," announced Dr Sleevemore, "Mr. Kevin Larson, my psychic mentor."

"No way this guy was YOUR psychic mentor!" Raven exclaimed "I refuse to believe it!"

"Well, you better believe it kid, cause its true." Mr. Larson deadpanned

"Okay Mr. I-get-my-clothes-from-a-dumpster, show us your abilities, or are you too old?" Raven taunted

"Sure kid, but don't say I didn't warn you." Mr. Larson shrugged

Silently, Booker took out his phone and started to record

Before anyone could say anything, Mr. Larson's hands twitched and he asked Raven a question,

"Have you ever eaten a rat?"

Stunned by the sheer absurdity of the question, Raven began to speak, "No, I have ne-" She was cut off.

Smirking, Mr. Larson walked up to Raven and said "Now child, pick your nose"

Without a word, Raven started to pick her nose

"Now eat it," Mr. Larson commanded

Raven still in a trance, ate her booger.

"Okay, I think that is all." Mr. Larson said and snapped his fingers.

"-ver eaten a ra- wait, why are you all laughing? Tell me!" Raven demanded

Still snickering, Booker showed Raven the video which showed Raven eating her booger

"Ah-, wha-, how-, when-?" Raven stammered

"That is my psychic ability, Brainwashing (Like Shinso from MHA). It allows me to control anyone who answers a question I have asked." Mr. Larson explained

"HAHAHA, Mom ate a booger!" Booker cackled

Raven slapped the back of his head "Owwwww" Booker moaned.

"If this is all, I need all of you to step into my office" Dr. Sleevemore instructed

The Psychic Team, Mr. Larson and Dr. Sleevemore stepped into the office. It had a relatively calming look with brown and grey walls. On a shelf in a corner, there were pictures of his wife, Kelly, his daughter, Jenna, and his granddaughter, Jasmine. (On the walls were a few paintings but I'm not going to describe them)

"Now Booker, let's examine your head, shall we?" Dr Sleevemore motioned for Booker to approach his desk

After many hours (More like 1hour and 15 mins but okay) of Booker's bitching and moaning, they were finally done with the psychic evaluation.

"Now Booker, based on what I have examined, it is the-"

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Yes, I left you on a cliffhanger but I hit a writer's block and also its 10 pm

Don't forget, R&R!

Ella