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[So, after that incident with the keys and the other kids he went with, Henry had only felt that hollow heartbeat inside of him when he and the other kids escaped. His mind had been focusing on him nearly getting Phillip killed that he didn't really take much notice over the pulse he had received. It wasn't a memory and he hadn't felt or looked any different. Maybe it was just a hiccup that he felt. Nothing really important.

Though that night he had pretty much been his usual distant self to Mr.Trill. Yeah, that didn't go over too well. Needless to say he was sent to up to his room without dinner tonight. Wow. That's a punishment that hasn't been used since forever, he thinks. He'd only be allowed supper when he apologized but that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

But, the hunger was getting to him. He was lying in bed staring at the ceiling and his eyes drift over to a sheet of paper on his bed side table. Picking it up he stared at it for a long while. Maybe if he just believed it was a chocolate bar he could eat it without gagging.

Shutting his eyes he brings the paper to his mouth. Just believe it's a chocolate bar. Believe. Believe.

And when he brings it to his mouth, it's sweet and chocolatey.

Wait, what? Henry opens his eyes...and wouldn't you know it; it's a chocolate bar. Henry almost can't believe it, but that paper he was holding magically became a chocolate bar. No way. He has to try it with something else. So he picks up an eraser and then thinks hard that he's holding a hotdog.

And before his eyes it just shifts into hotdog.

Best. Power. Ever.]

[So, on his dresser mirror he writes with marker on the surface his number. For once he's actually smiling. He feels the need to show off just a bit.]

So I think I just got back the coolest thing ever. Look.

[He holds out a pencil to the mirror and he just thinks: "I believe it's a sword" and almost instantly the pencil shifts into a sword.]

I wonder what else I could make. Having a car would be kind of cool to have. I don't think anyone in my grade has one yet.

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True, but money is always useful. You could also turn the ruby into a hundred dollar bill.

Yeah that seems a bit more believable.

I just can't let the people I live with find out about the money I seem to magically get. Shouldn't be too hard though.

How complex can you make? Like, could you make a Playstation even if you don't know how they work?

[So, Henry had just recalled a memory only a few moments ago and then there's just a tiny smirk.]

Anything I want apparently.

Things that don't exist? Ray guns? jet packs?

Not sure. But, someone I knew said I had something like "the Heart of the Truest Believer." I dunno what that is but he said I could use anything I want with it.

So, yeah maybe!

Well don't just stand there, try it!

What should I make though? There's tons of possibilities!

Hmmm... Something you can test without accidentally burning down your house ideally.

How about a robot? A little one that walks around and talks and stuff. Not a Roomba, something cool.

All right, lets see if I can do that.

[And he grabs another sheet of paper and stares at intently.

Believe it's a small robot. Just believe it's a small robot.

And right before him the paper lightly glows gold and shifts into a robot. It's about the size of any toy robot.

And soon it starts walking around saying random phrases any toy robot might say. Henry can't help but grin at his handy work.]

I think that's a win.

Dude, I want one.

...I guess I could make you one too.

[He hopes she won't get the wrong idea. They weren't going to be friends after this.

So another piece of paper is grabbed and...believe...believe...believe...

and nothing. All he can do is stare longer at the paper and still nothing.]

I think I might've broken it...

Whaaaaaat!? Don't tell me you used it up already!

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How should I know? I only just got it!

[Man, what a lame power to just poof out like that.]

Maybe you just need to let it rest for a while.

This is beginning to become the lamest power ever if I have to rest it. I should just be able to do it without having to wait.

Practice makes perfect.

Magic shouldn't NEED practice. It's magic. I should be able to wave my fingers and it should happen.

Dude I am a pro magician here. It takes tons of practice.

You're a magician? Really?

[There's a very skeptical look from his end. She looks like no magician he's ever seen. So, the most mature thing is done to handle this skepticism.]

Show me what you can do.

[How dare this punk kid and his robot doubt her!

But on the other hand, one thing Marisa does like is showing off. She steps back from the camera so he can see clearly and then hops up onto her broom, which levitates her a few feet up into the air like it wasn't any big deal.]

That's about all I can do without burning my house down.

[He's just kind of waiting. Expecting some big light show of magic in front of the camera. What he gets is a girl floating on a broomstick.

Not the most thrilling, but hey, he does look visibly impressed.]

So, you can fly on that thing? That's actually pretty awesome. Like out of Harry Potter.

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I can fly, yeah, and knock down buildings.

[She tosses an octagonal thing in one hand and catches it, causing it to glow briefly with all the colors of the rainbow before emitting a wisp of smoke.]

Knock down buildings?

[That is the sound of a very concerned ten year old.]

You didn't actually use that did you?

I tested it once just shooting it off into the sky. They won't let me blast the farmhouse to smithereens, though.

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