The Many Tales of the 2-Souls Ninjas

Chapter 1: Late to Class

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Nemo Farid:

The alarm on my phone goes off but I swipe the screen and turn it off. With my alarm off, I can focus on my work.

"Just need to add some lines," I tell myself. "Along with some shadow for depth."

I grab a thin brush with some black ink on it. Painting underneath the wavy lines, I put the brush down and admire my work.

"Yes," I say, giving the slime monster mask a nod. "This will work! But first, it needs a few more adjustments."

I work on the vital adjustments, trying to make the monster mask as best as I can. I make the eye sockets wavy instead of oval-shaped. I draw a uvula in the back of the monster's throat but then erase it. I add more layers of plastic but also make sure to add air holes so the inside isn't so hot. I keep on working and working on my monster mask until someone screams my name.

"Nemo!"

I scream as the mask jumps out of my hands. Patting my chest, trying to make sure I don't die of a heart attack, I look to my right and see Akio floating beside me.

"What," I ask, finally feeling my heartbeats go below four digitals. "Akio, can't you see I'm a little busy?"

"Nemo," Akio starts, "While I will admit I am over 600 years old and haven't been fully caught up on everything, I do know this. School is about to start!"

Akio then points behind me. I follow his see-through finger, turning around to see the time on my clock.

"7 o'clock," I shout, slapping myself on the face. Immediately, I start to gather everything I need for school and throw it into my shoulder knapsack.

"I'm going to be late," I tell myself. 'I'm going to be late! I'm going to be late! Ahh! Akio, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You often tell me not to bother you when you're working," Akio answers, watching peacefully from the side as I run around my room. "I was respecting your wishes."

"Yeah, well," I say, trying to think of something to say. "Thank you for that!"

I sigh as I grab the slime monster mask and shove it into my knapsack. About to leave, I stop when I realize I almost forgot something very important. Running back to my bed, I reach underneath my pillow and pull out the green emerald dragon.

The green emerald dragon glows brightly when I pick it up. As it glows, I feel the magic flowing throughout it. I pocket the emerald dragon while throwing the knapsack over my shoulder. With everything packed and ready, I leave my room and head for the front door.

"Hi Mom," I say as I run down the stairs and past the kitchen. "Hi, Dad! No breakfast today! I'll eat after school! Bye, Mom! Later Dad! Best of luck at the museum!"

"Bye sweetie," my parents say, waving at me as I grab and carry my scooter through the front door and down the stairs. Putting my scooter on the ground and bringing up the handle, I then jump on it and kick against the sidewalk. Now, sailing through the busy city of Boston toward school, I stop only when I see a glowing red hand and cars driving in front of me. While waiting, Akio appears beside me again. He looks up at the blue sky.

"Do you think there will be any dakura tchingu today?"

"I really hope not," I answer. "Osca and I have plans today and I do not want to keep him waiting any longer."

"Yes," Akio says with a nod. "I do think you have been keeping your friend, Oscar, waiting for quite a while now. I doubt he is very happy."

"Yeah, well," I start, turning to face Akio. "Whose fault is that?"