Waglington: It All Started With A Cloak And Some Magic.

Chapter 49: Training. Woo.

Wag was peacefully sleeping until a loud air horn woke him up. "OK PUSSY! I'M GONNA TURN YOU INTO A MAN!" Phil screamed. Wag rubbed his head and saw he was in his own bed, "How did I get here?" he asked himself. Phil yelled in his face, "WE DON'T NEED TO KNOW HOW THE HELL YOU GOT IN YOUR OWN BED! WE ONLY NEED TO KNOW HOW MUCH OF A MAN I'LL MAKE OUT OF YOU AFTER THESE 3 WEEKS!"

"Ok. One, I'm not training for three weeks. Two, last time I went to sleep, I was in Katsir."

"NO ONE NEEDS TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL LIFE SOLDIER!" Phil slapped Wag. "Ow..." he rubbed his cheek. "LETS GO! LETS GO! LETS GO!" Wag groaned and moped out of his room. Two wizards walked downstairs, one was tired as hell and the other was screeching his head off. "What happened to you?" Matt asked. "Phil, Phil happened."

"I wish he didn't..." Tom mumbled in his coffee. "WE DON'T HAVE ANY TIME FOR COFFEE, SOLDIER!" Phil slapped the coffee out of Tom's hand. "Ooooh!!! It's about to get down! Fight Fight Fight Fight Fight!" Pearl chanted. After some things I can't repeat, Phil walked out of the kitchen with two black eyes, a bloody nose, a burnt hand, some missing teeth, a dent in his head (jk), bruised legs, blood flowing from his head and a big coffee stain on his shirt. "You need a medic." Pearl said. "Pfft, no I don't." Phil didn't make it upstairs. "If he's dead, I'm blaming you." Wag pointed at Tom, who cracked his finger backwards and took a sip of his new coffee. A single tear fell out of Waglington's eye.
Phil got up, "I'm alright!" He chirped. "Dammit." Matt muttered under his breath. "Yay! I would celebrate but I'm in intense pain right now! We should both see a doctor. You know, now."
"We're fine!" Phil danced around in his lake of blood. "How is he not dead yet?" Pearl mumbled, "We honestly don't know..." Matt replied. "Now let's train-"
"HOLD ON A SECOND!" Matt grabbed Phil by the collar, "You're not training in this position that you're in."
"What are you? My mum?" Phil huffed. "GO TO YOUR ROOM!"
"NU!"
"DONT MAKE ME MAKE YOU!"
"FINE!"
Phil stomped upstairs. "Do you think people will think I'm gay if I post a pic of myself in a dress?" Wag asked Pearl, she slowly turned to him with a 'what the actual fuck?' face. (I'm adding this because Wag has once actually been in a dress. He's also been in a sports bra. It's not called being GAY, it's called being FABULOUS!)

Hi guys! Sorry I never updated and this is a short chapter. I'm just so excited for season 3 im going to DIE! (I saw a pic on Twitter and screamed) And if ur going to ask me what my Twitter is, I don't have one :(
YET!
-Hyypppppe