"Well, you're the- the chosen one!" The man informed him. "Ok hold on. First, what's your name?" Charlie asked, sitting down at the dining table. The old man also sat down, directly across the table. "I am Alvin. At your service my-" "Ok, stop! I'm not a king!" "Oh but you-" "No! I'm not," Charlie sighed and waited a moment to gather his thoughts. "Well Alvin, why don't you explain how I'm supposedly the 'chosen one'. I'll wait," and with that, Charlie sank down into his chair to get comfortable, and crossed his arms.
"Ok, so you're from earth. That's the first thing. That shouldn't be possible. You broke the barrier between possible and impossible. And since the legend states-" "Legend?" "Shut up and let me talk. And since the legend states that 'Whoever breaks the barrier has unlimited power' you can do anything. Only one problem though. You came from earth. You didn't have a power in the first place. So I don't know how that works. Got any ideas?" Charlie zoned back in and blinked into awareness. "Uuuuuhhhh.. I like reading." Alvin buries his hand in his face. "Not what I mea- Wait a second. That actually could be it. Think of something. SOMETHING GOOD THOUGH." "Wait, why?" "Just trust me!!" "Ok!"
Charlie closed his eyes and imagined Thunder tap dancing on the table. He giggled as he opened his eyes. They waited a few seconds. "Ok never mind, false alarm. Maybe it's something else.." Alvin said, discouraged. Suddenly, Thunder appeared out of thin air with a bowler hat on and a cane, dancing uncontrollably. "HELP!!" He cried. Charlie just watched and laughed. Alvin let out a quiet snicker, as he watched the helpless cat tap dance. "Ok, I'm through," Charlie stated as he imagined Thunder stopping.
"Wait that was you?!" Thunder exclaimed furiously. "You just made a fool of me for no reason!!" "Well, sorry that I can make you famous.." Charlie mumbles. "Did I hear the word..Famous?" Thunder asked, ears perked up and all. "Indeed you did. Not saying if I will or not!" Thunder sighs as Charlie gets out of his chair. "I really must get going, thanks for...helping..I guess!!" Charlie thanked, as he shut the door. He headed out, chin up, a new confidence, and a pet cat with eagle wings that can talk.
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The Golden Creek
AksiCharlie has always had an active imagination. But waking up in a completely different realm can be a little concerning, don't you think? Well, not for this eight year old. Anywhere other than his home was amazing basically. It all started when he wa...
