.+. No new people being added yet, also I'm trying to make the chapters longer but along the way, I lose motivation.+.
.+. Confusion's POV .+.
How did I end up lost again? Oh right, that horrible, awful, squirrel. I angrily kick the ground as I start to wander around again. I stop in my tracks when I realize wandering also got me into this mess. "Ugh! What do I even do?" I yell as if expecting an answer. There wasn't an answer, just average forest noises and some weird singing. Wait... singing?
I listen closely and I start to run towards the horrible singing. It only took three or four minutes until I was no longer in a forest, but on a dirt road with one person walking on it. The person walking was the one with the horrible singing.
"Hey!" I walk to the person, or him, and was just about ask which way my village was in, when they turned around and all of a sudden greeted me.
"Well hi there pal! My name's Greg, and I'm a certified professional mailman!" Greg said in a way to cheerful manner. I was a little hesitant to even continue the conversation with him, because there is no way, shape, or form, that someone could actually be that happy just meeting a stranger.
"Uhm my name's Confusion, don't ask about the name, and uhhh..." I trailed off not knowing what else to say to him. He just smiled though and turned around.
"Well it was great to meet ya, but I gotta go see my friend that told me to come waaayyy out here for something cool. I never found it so I'm heading back to him." Greg said over shoulder before continuing on his way. I just stared at him. I mean, I might be a kid but I at least know when someone doesn't want me around, and Greg, he apparently didn't.
"Wait, who's your friend?" I asked out of curiosity.
"The grumpy old dude on top of that there mountain." He stopped and pointed to a large mountain out in the distance. "He told me to stop telling people his name, though."
'Who in the heck lives on a mountain?' I thought until an idea came to mind. "Is this friend, by any chance, magical?" I asked with a straight face that immediately turned to a smile when I heard the word 'Yep'.
"Then can I come with you to see your friend?" I asked, and you wouldn't guess what Greg said.
"Yeah, sure!"
.+. Wow. Thanks for your patience and read this cringe filled chapter. I actually lost all motivation when I typed the word "Chappie Three" so yeah, thanks for reading this.+.

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Wishing Magic
FantasyA young boy who wishes to learn magic. A old wizard who is a little reckless. Other people who will help and others who will fight. What even is this story?