Dashing through the corridors, jumping off of the banisters, and gliding down the railings on either side of the grand staircases, the child ran through the great castle, trying to escape Lord Sirius. Turning around behind him, he saw no one chasing, However, still on the fringe of desperation and paranoia, the child continued to run as fast as he could to a location that would be so far away that no one would be able to find him.

Knights, mages, men in long coats, samurai with long swords, and assassins with short daggers, all passed by as he scurried through the halls. None of them seemed to care or even notice his presence, as if a child running through the castle in such a nonchalant way was to be considered the normal thing.

Making his way to the other side of the castle, the child saw a sign that said "Armory" with big iron doors.

"I bet there are plenty of places to hide there," he thought as he squeezed through the doors.

Gliding through the aisles of knights' armor and various weaponry, the child jumped into the suit of a bronze knight, hiding inside the chess piece. He looked left and right, anticipating someone, anyone, to find him or at least come into the building, but he heard not even a single footstep. After a few minutes, he let out a deep sigh, relieved that no one had discovered his hiding place.

"Phew," the child said, wiping his head.

"Yes, I agree," a voice said beside him. "I would say you have only a “few” minutes left to live!"

Turning to his right, the child saw that another suit of armor right beside him was staring right back at him with a blank expression. The knight peeled back its heavy-clad helmet and revealed the foe he had been trying to escape. Lord Sirius stared back at him with a menacing glare, ready to destroy him.

"How?" the little boy shrieked. "I didn't even hear you move."

"I move faster than the feet of sound, you little insect!" Lord Sirius grumbled.

Jumping out of the cloud armor, the child once again scurried across the room, looking for another place to hide. As he ran through the main hallway once again, he saw the same familiar faces of assassins and samurai. As he saw Lord Sirius trailing behind him, they grabbed their weapons anxiously, ready to capture the child.

"Bring me the boy! Alive!" he ordered his henchmen.

Running down the hall with now over 200 men, assassins, and samurai behind them, the little boy screamed and cried. As he paced up and down the halls, a trail of tears left his eyes like a river of flowing water enveloping the enemies behind him. Just as he was about to give up all hope, he saw a sign that said "Women's Bathroom" in the distance.

"Perfect, they can't get me in there!" the child said gleefully.

Scurrying into the room, he slammed the door behind him and ran into one of the stalls in the corner.

"Oh, what's wrong, honey?" a voice called from outside his stall.

"There are bad men trying to get me, I want my mommy," the child cried.

"Oh, poor baby," the woman said. "I can be your mommy. Do you want mommy to get you something nice to eat? Maybe an ice cream?"

"Yes, please," the child replied, rubbing his hands together.

Just as the child was about to let out a sigh, an ear-piercing sound of a rugged motor grinding against the stall he was sitting in filled the air.

"What the..." he said, trying to figure out what was going on.

Sparks flew across the top of his stall as a giant chainsaw began to cut across the door to his stall. Madeline the maid was on the other side of the door, and with a furious burning in her eyes so strong that the chainsaw began to grow flames on either side of its teeth.

"Stupid kid," Madeline growled. "Because of you, I have to make cookies and brownies for the next month! Do you know how expensive eggs are in the current market?"

"AHHHHH!" the child cried, running out of the bathroom.

"I knew he wouldn't last in there very long," Sirius said as he was waiting outside the bathroom. "Now let's get him!"

The child, with nowhere else to run, ran straight out of the front gate of the castle with maids, servants and even the box of tissues joining the hunt! With now over 600 people all behind him he ran as they screamed absurdities at him.

"Screw you, kid!"

"How dare you not share that ice cream!"

"Why am I still a box of tissues?"

“ACCCHOOOO!!!” A man said sneezing into him “My Hero!” The man said wiping his nose

“THAT'S DISGUSTING!!!”

As the child neared the gate, his back was against the wall as all 600 people on the side of the castle right now outside circled around him.

"Sh*t," the kid said.

"You're way too young to swear, young man, but not too young to die," Madeline said, ripping the edges of her chainsaw.

"Wait," the child said. "Before you kill me, wouldn't you like to know where I got this?"

With a snap of his fingers, the child made an ice cream cone once again appear in the palm of his hand. He held it out in front of the crowd like it was an ancient jewel as they all began to drool.

"Impossible!" Lord Sirius said. "You can create ice cream!"

"Not exactly," the boy said. "But I have the power to switch the locations of things, no matter how far the distance. In other words, this ice cream really does exist somewhere out there."

"Lord Sirius," Madeline said, "This boy, he has the same power as you. How is this possible?"

Lord Sirius began to scratch his chin, carefully examining the boy. He didn't have his red and white hair, but instead, a jet-black hair and blue eyes, but there was something about the child that seemed familiar.

"Now's my chance!" The child said, throwing the ice cream in the air.

"You monster!" Sirius yelled, jumping and trying to catch the ice cream.

Poof!

The child disappeared in a cloud of black smoke, and within a few moments, he was gone without a trace.

"How did he escape?"

"How does he have the same power as Lord Sirius?"

"Lord Sirius..."

Madeline turned to the King to see him sitting on the ground, licking the ice cream cone like he was the child himself. With his eyes closed and his head rolled back, his long tongue lurched around the cone, licking and slurping the top of it.

After a few moments, he had devoured the entire cone and had a look of satisfaction that very few things could rival.

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“EHEM” Sirius said, dabbing his mouth with a napkin. "The child, for the time being, has repented for his ways. I will have him caught and interrogated as to the location of these very precious materials, but for now, there are more important matters to attend to. Gather me now, my Bishops!" he cried.

With a snap of his fingers, all 600 of his men disappeared back into the castle as if they had never been there, and in their place, seven powerful entities in cloaks gathered around him, ready to hear his command.

"We are here, Lord Sirius," they said in unison.

"Excellent!" Sirius said. "We have very serious matters to attend to. Let us gather in the eye of the skeleton!"

In the next moment, they were gone.

Gathered in a deep, dark cave, lit by candles in the eyes of a giant corpse skeleton, Sirius and his league of seven followers gathered in the shadows to discuss their evil plan.

"Now, my minions," Lord Sirius said. "Now that we've gathered here in this darkness, I would like to show you something most evil."

With his hands behind the fire, he took two index fingers and moved them behind the other palm of his hand, moving his fingers around in a circle. The image of a giant spider appeared in the shadows on the wall.

"Oh no, a spider!" a female voice inside the group cried. Picking up a giant hammer, she jumped at the shadow on the wall and smashed it as hard as she could, sending rocks and shrapnel all over the room. When she had finished, there was a giant hole in the cave, now filling the entire room with light.

"It wasn't real," Sirius said, with his eyes rolling around. "Why is it that every time you're in a meeting, something gets destroyed, Mira?"

"Haha, sorry, got carried away again," Mira said, smiling, her long pink pigtails dangling out of the side of her black hoodie. "Don't worry, Lord Sirius."

"Don't worry, Lord Sirius," a young man with gray hair said as he walked up to the wall, placing his hand in front of the area that had been destroyed.

"Repair," he chanted slowly. One by one, small patches of dirt and dust began to combine again, forming into a rock formation. The rock formation slowly gathered piece by piece until it had completely replaced the wall.

"Thank you, Crucis," Sirius said, patting him on the shoulder.

"There's nothing that time can't heal," Crucis said, returning to his seat.

“Oh wait! You missed a spot!” Sirius said pointing to an open area that wasn’t repaired.

“Ehhh that would take too much time” Crucis said.

“WHAT!!!” Sirius boomed. “How can you be so lazy! You have plenty of time! You literally can control time!”

"Well enough playing around," Sirius said, getting serious. "I wanted to ask about the status of..."

"Bzzzzzzzzzz."

A fly flew by Lord Sirius, irritating him and throwing him off balance.

"Stupid insect," he muttered. "As I was saying, I wanted to inquire about..."

"Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzr!" The fly flew in his face once again, interrupting his speech and irritating him. Sirius swatted at the fly, but wasn't even able to grab it.

"I was just saying that..."

"Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt."

Slice!

A sword the length of the entire room zoomed past Lord Sirius' head, and with the edge of its razor-tipped blade, it sliced the fly in half effortlessly.

"My apologies, Lord Sirius," a man with long purple hair said. "But I could not stand to see that insect bother you any longer."

"Thank you, Epsilon," Sirius said, nodding his head.

"Now, as I was saying!" Lord Sirius began.

"AAACHHOOOOOOOOO!"

An enormous man in a dark robe let out a tremendously loud sneeze that tore the cave to shreds. A shockwave erupted from his mouth, traveling through the air like a cannon, blowing apart the cave walls once again.

"Sorry, boss," the giant red-skinned man said, scratching his head.

"Gamma, you big oaf!" Mira said, smacking him on the head with her giant hammer.

"Aww, c'mon!" Gamma scowled. "You know I have a dust allergy!"

"No matter," Lord Sirius said. With a snap of his fingers, a dark energy enveloped him, removing all of the slime from his clothes and leaving him sparkling clean. Crucis, already taking the cue, repaired the wall again with his time-altering abilities.

"As I was saying..." Sirius stopped mid-sentence as the shadow of a giant monster appeared on the wall just behind him.

"Sirius! There's a monster behind you!" Gamma cried.

"It's just a shadow puppet," Sirius said, placing his hand on the wall. "See?"

Jumping through the wall, a giant panther with black armor burst into the cave, toppling Sirius over. On its back, a black-haired woman with a neck tattoo pounced from the wall.

"Sorry I'm late!" she said, barging into the cave. "Where's Master Sirius?"

All six of the fellow comrades pointed to the ceiling, where Sirius was engraved into the top.

"My LORD!" she exclaimed, falling to her knees. "I am so sorry!"

"For your cuteness, Celphi…" Sirius said, looking into her tiny shiny hazel eyes. "You are... forgiven," Sirius said.

"Now... before I-"

Sirius paused, looking around the room for trouble but found no one.

"I just wanted to-"

He once again cut off his sentence, searching for the next catastrophe.

"Okay," he said, dabbing his head. "Now, as I was saying."

"Houston, we are preparing for liftoff." A voice boomed in the distance.

"What's Houston?" Gamma said, scratching his head.

"Ready to lift off in 3..."

"WHAT!"

"2"

"What the hell!"

"1"

Boom!

The room shook and swiveled as a giant rocket shot out from the bottom of the skeleton head. The seven members of the evil Council were pressed against the floor from the force of the explosion, and within minutes, the giant skeleton head had blasted into outer space.

"This could only be the work of one mad scientist!!! Cygnus!!!" Sirius cried.

"Hehehhe, hello master," a short, sniveling man in a cloak said.

"Why are we blasting into outer space?"

"Well, you are always telling me to give you your space, sir... So... here it is! Outer space!"

"Crucis, do something!" Sirius cried.

"Sorry, my Lord, I can only undo things that affect matter, not people."

"Don't worry, my lord. I will take care of this," a man with red hair said. He was the tallest of the group and had a giant red hand that stuck out from his cloak.

"Ah, Antares, you never fail me, my second in command."

"Prepare yourselves," Antares said, placing his giant red hand on the other side of the skeleton head.

BOOM!

Antares's giant red firework exploded, catapulting the base back to the evil mountain of Mt. Dickidous and perched back where it had been originally.

"WOOHHHOOO!!!"

"That was fun!"

"Let's do that again!"

"Should I rewind time? We can do it again if you'd like!"

"Wait! No one told me what Houston is!"

"Blasted! I almost got us to orbit the sun! And I would have gotten away with it too! If it wasn't for you meddling kids!"

"ENOUGH!!" Lord Sirius screamed.

He rose from the ground with a dark veil of darkness covering his body.

"All of you, simmer down!"

With a snap of his fingers, he enveloped the seven in shadows and slammed them into their chairs.

"We don't have time to be joking around! I have a most important question for all of you that demands your immediate attention!"

"Yes, sir!" The seven said, standing at attention.

"The question is…" Sirius said, sinisterly shrouding the room with darkness.

"MCDiggins or Wendol's?" He said, drawing out two ice cream cones. "MCdiggins' ice cream machine is back up! But someone has to pay for this treachery! I was denied ice cream for 24 hours!"

"Wendol's!" The group answered unanimously.

"Really? That simple?" Sirius shrugged.

"Of course! Wendol's machine never goes down and the frosties are so much better! Here, you have one try sticking a fry into your frosty!"

Celphi got on her panther and rode up to Lord Sirius. Drawing a fry from his combo meal, she placed it into his frosty.

"What is this madness!" Sirius screamed, appalled by what Celphi was doing.

"Open up!" She said cutely, dangling the fry over Lord Sirius's mouth.

Intimidated, and yet intrigued by the cuteness of her efforts and the astounding resilience of his supporting seven, Lord Sirius opened his mouth and ate the fry.

"HOW DARE YOU!" Lord Sirius screamed. Once again rising from the shadows.

"I'm sorry… I thought you would like it…" Celphi cried.

"I didn't like it… I loved it! How dare you just bring this to me now! How could you deprive me of such a succulent snack!"

The ministers rejoiced, filling the halls of the Skeleton Eye with mirth and joy.

"Yes!!! Now let's all go out for Wendol's!" Antares cheered.

"Wait! Before that, there is one last thing we must do." Sirius chimed.

"What is it, my lord?" Antares said, falling to his knee.

"Tonight," Sirius said, raising both of his hands proudly. "WE MUST REMOVE MCDIGGINS FAST FOOD COMPANY FROM EXISTENCE! Muhahaha!"

"Muhahaha!"

And just like that, the group all maniacally laughed heinously in unison as they set out to destroy the McDiggins empire, briefly stopping to assist Lord Sirius who had choked on a fry, and then again when his lactose intolerance kicked in. Nonetheless, they valiantly—

"NARRATOR! STOP NARRATING OUT LOUD, YOU BUFFOON!"