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A late assignment for I CAN'T DRAW CATS.

A little story of Chaii having to bring forth a little something... Eh he he he... Guess what he called? :'D He's a fail- Here's the story...

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 Chaii sat behind the sigils drawn on the floor of the Necromancy course classroom, only inches away from the circle pattern with strange words surrounding it. The zombie boy couldn’t believe he would be summoning a spirit on his first day of class. He was nervous. The other students seemed a bit more experienced in the subject than him, but obviously not as skilled as the teacher. ‘They can’t be that experienced… right?’ Chaii thought, attempting to assure himself. He sighed as he watched yet another student successfully bring forth a spirit with some funny movements and foreign words. ‘They wouldn’t be here if they didn’t know much…’

 The boy’s breathing got deeper knowing it would be his turn to summon something, and the thought made him anxious. Chaii glanced over at the smiling Necromancy teacher, and fidgeted in his spot on the floor. The zombie boy slumped in his crisscross legged position, and relaxed his head, causing it to slightly fall downwards in front of him.

 Chaii concentrated on his thoughts. What was he to do once it was his turn to call a spirit? He didn’t want to have failed miserably on his first task, the teacher might have thought he wasn’t dedicated to the class enough. ‘I could copy the other students,’ he inwardly suggested, ‘…but cheating and copying obviously isn’t right.’

 The boy’s communication skills with other souls were really low, he only spoke to existing ghosts that he just happen to come across. This was something new for him, but everyone probably thought Chaii was good at Necromancy since he himself was dead.

 The undead boy looked at some of the surrounding students. It was almost his time to summon. He took a deep breath as he wished he had studied a little more about Necromancy. His stomach felt funny, as if there were little tickles here and there. ‘Do I have anxiety?’ Chaii’s mind started wandering in every direction. Even though there wasn’t much to think about, he had a lot on his mind now.

 Chaii heard someone beside him clear their throat. He looked up, and saw all the other eyes of the students and teacher curiously waiting for him to do something. The boy looked around at the students one last time before taking a deep breath. He sat up straight, and closed his eyes. The room was filled with silence. He relaxed his breathing and finally made his move.

 The zombie boy clapped his hands three times and mumbled,
“Ven aqui.”

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  Chaii: Something is better than nothing... *WALKS AWAY CRYING*