Ollivander went over to the news. The most recent video is of Ollivander's graffiti on the back of the Mushroom Public High School. The wall was spray painted black with a white version of Ollivander's persona as a pawn from chess. There were hands holding him up and words from a song Ollivander wrote himself. The lyrics read:

"I'm just a pawn in your eyes, eyes, eyes

You won't let me be one of the normal guys.

When I don't do as you say, say, say

You decide to scold me for the rest of the day.

I'm just a pawn in your eyes!"

The newslady came onto the screen. "Who is this mysterious artist? Why is he so popular? Whoever you are, we want to see you here tonight."

Ollivander shut his laptop. He picked up the lyric sheet for the song and nodded. "0's on his way."

He slid open his closet and grabbed a yellow poncho out and put on, flipping the hood over his head. He grabbed a white mask he made himself and put it on, even over his bangs. He slid some green boots on.

He looked at his outfit in the mirror. "Jeans?" He shook his head. "Get rid of the jeans." He put green pants on instead. "There we go!" He slid open his window and stopped. "Should I...?" He opened his desk drawer and pulled out his earrings. "Yeah...I should." He put them on.

He faced towards the inside of his room and grabbed on to the window frame as tightly as he could. He slowly slid down the wall and landed in a bush. He got up, brushed the leaves off, and ran off.

"I'm running away." Ollivander said to himself. "Well, I'll come back but...still."

"Ollie?" He knocked on Ollivander's bedroom door. "I wanted to apologize for earlier. I should let you do you. I shouldn't keep you in you room studying like this. If you want to go do art, you can. Okay?" The door opened a little. "Ollie? Are you upset?"

He walked inside his room. "Ollie?" He tossed the covers off the bed. He searched inside his closet. "Ollie?!" He spotted the open window. He ran up to it and frantically looked around. "OLLIVANDER!"

"And here he comes now!" The newslady pointed a hand at the doorway. "The famous graffiti artist, Zero!"

Ollivander came in, panting. He waved at the camera and sat down.

"Zero, can you tell us why you do your art for our viewers at home?"

He nodded. "I live in a house where I have to do what I'm told or I get punished." His mask had a machine installed into it that changed his voice. "I need to be perfect. But when I do my art, it releases tension and I feel at home."

"Hm. Wouldn't have expected that." The male news Toad said. "One of our viewers asked if you can show your face."

"Um...okay. Anything for a fan, I guess." He was hesitant. Why did I stop? I want people to know who I am! He put his hands on his mask, but took them off.

"Are you okay, Zero?" The Toad asked.

Ollivander slid off his hood and took off his mask. "Heh. Heeey guys." He waved awkwardly at the camera. "Weren't expecting little old me, huh?"

"You're a teenager? But you're so good!" The female said in shock.

"Dad, please don't ground me. This is me, okay? Not that stupid nerd that always gets A's." Ollivander told the camera. "Tell my sister to come home. And Mom too."

"Our viewers are excited now!" The Toad said. "Who are you, really?"

"My name is Ollivander. I have been Zero for about three years now. I go to the same school I did my most recent piece." He took off his earrings so nobody could see them glowing again.

Luigi gasped. "He's Zero? Wow!" The pair of earrings Ollivander gave him when they first became friends started glowing as well. "Hm?" He picked them up. "Weird..." He put them on. Ollivander got him clip-ons since Luigi didn't have his ears pierced.

"Someone likes your earrings." Said the female. "They want to see them, if you don't mind."

Shoot, they're glowing right now. Okay, I've just go to pretend the glow is natural...He grabbed them out of his pocket. "What, these silly things? Sure." He put them on. He froze.

"Zero? Is everything alright?"

Ollivander's eyes changed from it's usual charcoal color to a sky blue. "Um...What just happened?"

Author note: Okay, NOW we're getting somewhere.