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Client: Luke
Errand no: #1
Date Issued: 14th April 2014
Date Due: 17th April 2014
”....” Mr. Magoo stared at the wall in front of him. It was in poor condition and thin cracks riddled its mottled surface, but the red-clad Duskul hardly took any notice of this. No, it was the more recent additions to the wall, that interested him. "Art" the youngsters called it. To him, they were just rude and dirty remarks scribbled onto the wall with little to no artistic effort.
Shaking his head in dismay, Magoo turned away from the graffiti-plagued wall and let his luminous eye scan the surroundings. It was a cheerless sight, with rotting trash lining the walls and littering the ground. The wall looked clean by comparison.
This was not the type of job he would do willingly. If it hadn't been for the reward they would get, he would gladly have passed up on the offer. The Duskull sighed deeply and turned his attention to the little Phantump next to him ”The faster we get started, the faster we're done.”
Upon hearing his mentor's voice, Twigs tilted his head and let out a quirky little sound. Magoo pointed at the wall ”Those.. drawings.. they need to go.” he told the small ghost and picked up a water-filled bucket and a piece of cloth ”Here, you use these and scrub the walls clean.” Again a tilt with the wooden head was the only answer he got. With a sigh, Magoo floated over to the wall and showed him how it was to be done. Twigs watched him carefully. After a while he seemed to understand and chirped, while waving his tiny arms in a happy manner.
Magoo handed the wet cloth to his eager companion and nodded ”Good, then get started. We want to be out of here soon again.”
Purring with excitement, the little ghost took the cloth and moved over to the wall. Humming a little tune of random noises, he happily began to scrub the wall clean. Magoo watched the little one for a moment and contemplated on how he had "found" the little wood spirit some time ago, and brought it with him to Andalusst.
Still partly lost in thought, he reached for the bucket and threw its content against the wall. The white liquid and a loud squeak from Twigs, first made him aware, that what he had splashed against the wall -and Twigs- had not been water, but white paint. Magoo stood staring at the scene for a moment, then he scratched his head. ”Sorry.. I thought it was water..,” he said sheepishly.
Story by:
Art & editing by: Me
Mr. Magoo by:
Twigs and Lucifer by: Me
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