Author's Note:

Dinopaul: How's that for fast? New things are happening! First, I would like to say that I am taking in offers for ideas that I should make Paul go through! So, does anyone have any suggestions? Anyone?

Paul: You just introduced the idea! You can't expect people to something that they've only just seen. And stop with the exclamation marks!(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻!

Dinopaul: (O.o) Sorry. On with the story.

Paul: Oh, and you got it done fast because you had coffee.

Dinopaul: I did not! I hate coffee because my mom's allergic to it, and because I'm definitely not 16! Now stop interrupting so I can actually finish the story so that people can read it!

Paul: Please review, and we will give you a smiley face or an emoji requested by you.

Dinopaul: (っಠ益ಠ)っ

Paul: Gotta go!ᕕ(◉Д◉ )ᕗ

Chapter 2

My Lizard's a Wizard

Okay, so the next chapter in the story of my life starts on a Sunday, when I was getting ready for the free morning, when my lizard just walked away from me. 'Oh Michael, why are you running away?'

My thoughts should have made him come right back but strangely, nothing happened, so I packed up my Game-boyand headed after my lizard.

"Hey honey, where are you going?" that was my mom.

"I'm going to pick up a package at the post office!"

"Why would you need to-"

But I was already out of earshot, running after my imaginary lizard. After an hour, Michael was way ahead of me, and I was out of breath. Who knew that my lizard could run so fast? Even on four legs he couldn't have been able to go that fast, could he?

After catching up to Michael five hours later, I found him in the middle of a raging volcano, raising a castle.

"Michael, what are you doing?"

Fortunately, Michael did respond, but his voice sounded different, very raspy "My name is not Michael, my name is Troijuges, the greatest wizard of all time! I was stuck as that despicable lizard for a long time, pretending to be an imaginary friend, but now I am back! Because I had to serve you, you shall be the first to die in my honor! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Troiju-whatever-his-name-is struck me with a bolt of lightning, and it hit me full in the chest. Then I opened my eyes to see Michael sitting in my bed looking at me.

"Thank goodness you're finally awake. I started to think you had died in your sleep" Michael had a straight face, but he looked a little bit frightened.

"No Michael, why would I do that to you? What happened was I had a night mare that you were real, but that you were actually an evil wizard with an awful name that was trying to take over the planet!"

"Well, I can assure you that I'm no evil wizard with an awful name-" I breathed a sigh of relief. "-but I am real."

"So you really were just pretending to obey my thoughts?"

"I just thought it would be better to say it while we were watching Seinfield." Michael responded

"We're not even allowed to watch Seinfield!"

"Okay then, maybe during CSI New Orleans?" Michael suggested.

"You're hopeless" I answered. Maybe one day Michael would figure it out, but today was not the day.