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Twenty minutes into the ceremony

The officiator spoke, "Do you, Leslie Marian," [what can I say, my Mother wanted a girl], "Vow to up hold the laws of Haven during your manhood."

"I do," In the front row, tears were welling up in my mother's eyes. You'd think I was being married or something. What can I say; my mum's an emotional elf.

"Now for the traditional questions: Do you wish to be disowned? Do you wish to receive a fill-in to write your own obituary? Do you wish to change your name? Do you wish to speak?"

Obviously, the official was accustomed to having fairies that only wanted to speak. But I was different. "No, no, yes, and yes. I will speak after the name change."

Astonished, the bureaucratic gnome managed to stutter, "A name change? That is unheard of-but I'm sure the form is in here somewhere," and began leafing through his papers. In the audience, my mother looked stunned, "Ahh, yes, here we are," the gnome began, "You, Leslie Marian Kelp, would like your name to be…"

I nervously began searching my mind for an all right name. Bill? No, too common. George? No, not my style. William? No, too old and stuffy. Desperate, I started to think of comments teachers had made about me. They knew me well, perhaps I could use a characteristic as a name, like Happy, one of the seven dwarves [don't laugh, I actually know the guy that played him in the movie].

Aha! I felt a sudden brainwave go through me. I had it, the right name for me. It was based on something the LEP Commander Root had said…

Flashback

"Exam results today! You will be called before the panel of judges- Wing Commander Vinyaya and LEP Commander Root. They will let you know about your placement," called a sprite hovering above the auditorium crowd.

I shivered in my seat from excitement. This was the day that would make all the work worth it. If I made it, that is. But I had spent so much time improving my skills, I was sure I would be accepted into Retrieval.

"Kelp, Leslie!" shouted a teacher. I was hurried into a small, dry, dusty room before the two legendary figures. All I could do was gaze up at them in awe.

Wing Commander Vinyaya did most of the talking, "Hmm… let me see, oh yes, Leslie Kelp. Results: Flying- 96%, Tactics: 93%, Combat: 99%, Stealth: 90%, Strategy: 97%, Battle History: 89%, Cooking: 77%. Looks like you'll make a good Retrieval jock- most don't pass Cooking. Just confirm this, Julius, and we'll move on."

Root spoke gruffly, "Kid, it looks like you've got what it takes, but prove it to me. You start on Retrieval Fifty-Two two weeks from today. From your flying report- well, you are nothing but trouble. Just what we need. And Vinyaya, honestly, WHAT did I say about calling me JULIUS!"

End of Flashback

That was it. Trouble. Perfect. "I would like the name Trouble. Trouble Kelp," In the crowd, it was too much for my poor mother. She keeled over from pure shock. Several elves rushed out to assist her.

The gnome spoke again, "Very well, Trouble, here are your new documents. You may speak, and then the official part of the ceremony will be over."

Hesitantly, I began my address, "I know most of you folks came here expecting another boring ritual, but I don't do boring. All my life I have been labeled with a name that doesn't fit. So I decided to choose one that does. I picked Trouble because…"

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