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[didiscareyouyet]

[The very first thing you see isn't the boy himself but ink appearing on the page until the picture above is nearly finished. Yes, he's that good of an artist.

Then the video clicks on and shows a young boy, grinning as he nods at the unfinished picture.]

Four down, ... [He holds his fingers up, counting on them as he names them off in his head.] ...a lot more to go!

[Welcome Raenef.]

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[didiscareyouyet]

[Oh. Good thing he hadn't denied anything yet. Still, where is she?

And then he looks up.]

Ma'am, are you up there?

[glass_secret]

[Oh she is finding him amusing.]

Try looking down at what you were using to draw on, sweetie.

[didiscareyouyet]

[He half expects to look down to see one of his wonderfully drawn stick figures come to life - but magic book, yay! - and is surprised at what he finds instead.]

Oh... are you trapped in there? [Cue book shaking.]

[glass_secret]

Nope, I'm not trapped in anything. I'm sitting in my apartment now.

[didiscareyouyet]

Then you're magic.

[He has no problem with that. She's nice and she liked his drawing.]

Do you want me to draw you too?

[glass_secret]

Not really. More like the device or book that you are using is magic.

[She smiles some, thinking he's such a cute kid.]

Sure, go ahead.

[didiscareyouyet]

[He takes his time because whoever she is, she's really pretty. He chooses the dress because that's usually what the richer people wear and even adds sparkle to emphasize her looks.

And here she is, as detailed as the first drawing.

[glass_secret]

Aww, that's really cute. Thank you, sweetie.

...Is Photobucket dead for you?

[didiscareyouyet]

You're welcome. I've never drawn a girl before, especially not such a pretty one. [The long haired person in the first picture is a boy too.]

I'm Raenef.

Now it is. It was working for me a few minutes ago.

[glass_secret]

That's really sweet of you to say.

It's good to meet you Raenef. I'm Cinderella.

[didiscareyouyet]

[He grins widely.]

It's nice to meet you, ma'am!

Is this your book? Can I keep this page?

[glass_secret]

It's not my book. As far as I'm concern, it's all yours now.

[didiscareyouyet]

[Yay, then he gets to keep it after all!

Even while smiling, as if alright with the situation, he has to ask a question.]

Then how can you use it?

[glass_secret]

I have something called a computer that is allowing me to talk to you.

[didiscareyouyet]

[He bends his head up, bringing a finger to his chin in thought. One can almost see dots going across his head.

And then he looks down, his face serious as he nods. Overly serious.]

[glass_secret]

[Oh boy, what did she just start?]

Think of it as another magic book.

[didiscareyouyet]

Oh! I can do that.

[The screen is moving.] If you won't tell, do you wanna see where I live?

[glass_secret]

Sure. Don't know who I would tell anyway.

[didiscareyouyet]

Just don't tell the guards.

[He still assumes it's close.

...and he's decided to give her a tour, pointing to different things.] That's where we get our bread. [His finger moves.] And that's a bar.

[glass_secret]

I won't tell a soul.

[Smiles and lets him give her a tour.]

[didiscareyouyet]

[It's a small town, obviously from the past and the tour takes her through the parts he has to go through to get home. Finally, he points at the building. He really doesn't normally show this to people.]

I live there.