"he destroyed all three test. what is HE!!!" jack yells in fear.
"he is our son." my mom responded in disguste to Jack's comment.
"so what should we start training him." my dad pondered.
i make a giggle at them all. because their faces are hilarious. how should i make this the best in this situation. i know lets blow some fresh air into here. 'wind control x2'
suddenly a strong breeze roled throw the an open window and cooled the room by at least a couple of degrees.
[spell leveled up]
[wind control now has more power]
[skill leveled up]
[wind magic LV 3]
[new spell 'wind shield' learned]
[MP 107/110]
everyone stopped what the were doing and looked at me as i was still giggling and started pointing at them.
after they saw this they broke out laughing themselves.
"what am i thinking he is but a baby." jack told himself.
"right he is my cute baby boy." my mom said in a cheerful voice.
"training a baby to use a sword how silly am i. let him train his magic fist and when he grows older i will get the best swordsman to train him." my father said to himself.
and so i was brought back to my parents room.