"C' mon, I mean, think about it! Am I wrong?"
Vivian glanced at her friend, Rhea, who was spouting nonsense again. "Why is it that whenever the main character goes on an adventure, it always seems to be at the perfect time in their life? You have to admit it's weird." Rhea kept talking, not caring that Vivian had probably tuned her out by now. "Whatever you say, Rhea. It doesn't really matter to me." Vivian shrugged in response to her friend. " But you need to take into account the-" "I'll see you later, kay?" Vivian interrupted, smiling as she walked into her house, leaving her friend alone on the sidewalk. Rhea sighed as Vivian left, shaking her head slowly. "Hmpf. You'll agree eventually."

Vivian locked the door as soon as she entered her house. It was a shabby, run-of-the-mill type of house, with a few paintings on the wall and light blue and grey color scheme. Along with that, a few stray Christmas decorations littered shelves and kitchen racks, despite it being almost summer. Vivian didn't feel like cleaning them up anytime soon, and her parents didn't seem to mind either, so the jolly snowman and Santa Claus's would stay on their high perches.

'Why is it that whenever the main character gets chosen to go on an adventure, it always seems to be at the perfect time in their life?'

Rhea's words infected Vivian's brain as if they were forcing her to think about them in-depth."Ugh. I don't have time for this. I've got homework to do." She spoke to herself, being the only one home at the moment. Well, besides their cat, Cancer. (Named after the cat's zodiac, not the terrible disease.) Where was Cancer anyway? Usually, he would have greeted her by now. Ah, well, a cat will be a cat. Vivian had to use the bathroom anyway.

Vivian entered the house's downstairs bathroom, which was professionally decorated with light, and dark, multicolored stripes all over the room. Walls, shower curtains, soap dispensers, you name it, it probably had stripes on it. Vivian shut the door behind her and glanced at the marvelous decor for a good minute before....Well, taking care of personal hygiene needs, to say it appropriately.

'Stupid theory-thing whatever, get out of my head!' Vivian thought as she sat, staring at the striped wall. 'What does she even mean by that? Ugh, Rhea and her stupi-' She didn't get to finish her thought.

"VIVIAN! WE NEED YOU! YOUR PEOPLE ARE IN- oh I'm so sorry, did we interrupt something?" A tall bearded wizard had suddenly appeared, a crew of other mythical creatures behind him. They were standing where the bathroom door was- er, had been. It had blown off when the magical beings popped in with a puff of smoke like a magician appears on stage before an audience. And although the wizard looked wise with his long white beard and old wrinkled face, apparently him, or the other creatures behind him, didn't seem to realize what Vivian was currently doing.

Vivian, meanwhile, just sat in astonishment as red flooded her face. "Y-YES! GET OUT!!" She finally managed to shout out, hunching over in an attempt to cover herself. "Ah! Yes, so sorry miss." The wizard bowed respectfully and turned around, his crew following suit.

Vivian just sighed depressingly. Rhea was right. But why did she have to be? This was super embarrassing. This probably was the WORST possible time for a magical adventure.

(This one is probably one of my shorter and older stories, so my future ones will most likely be longer. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it!)