He felt proud of himself, after days of practicing he became better. How he wished his father was here to see him play around with the ability he got from his mother. Anything he said in his mind or whispered always worked as he expected it to.
Water danced in the air slowly, then it separated and formed small round shape like pearls scattered in the air. It was a beautiful achievement. Focusing on the cup which was lying on the ground, he made it float in the air easily. Concentrating more, the cup zoomed in the air like a vehicle and collected every water.
Reginald smirked in triumph until someone startled him with a clap.
His whole stature faced the person giving out the claps, his eyes brightened a bit when he saw who it was.
"Godfather....you're here!"
Dracula sat beside Reginald on his bed and watched his achievements. Even being distracted the little champ still had everything in place, Dracula's eyes lit with admiration.
