"From beyond the veil of dispose,"
"Comes one who is versed in ways of sorcerery,"
"Traveler of the mystical relms of necromancy."
Serious expression, beyond handsome.
"I don't think everyone caught my enterance."
"Great Hank, another screwball."
Okay, you sit with those two.
The first student that Kyle meets.
"Oh dear, you've lost your writing implement."
His first encounter with Fanboy and Chum Chum.
"Are you classically trained, or self-taught?"
I attended the prestigious
Milkweed Academy for Wizards,
for turning one of my professors into
they will see the error of their ways,
and I will return to assume my rightful place
as the most powerful pre-teen wizard
Kyle breaks into his first maniacal laughter.
"We're gonna have so much fun together."
"Chum Chum and I love to play wizard."
Okay, I'm not sure I made myself clear.
Yeaaaah, we're real wizards, too.
And when we play ninjas...
And when we play spacemen...
I think we're on the same page here.
Umm, I'm not sure we are.
Because you are a play wizard.
Whereas I am a real wizard.
Are you...hearing the difference?
Okay, I heard the "play" part.
"I think we're done here."
"From this point on, don't even look at me;"
Did he just do a spell? What were we thinking, he is real!
I should take some time to think.
"Hey, can we play wizards in your dome?"
"Hey, is there a toilet in there?"
Dear Milkweed Academy, readmissions board --
"I'm making my wizard's entrance."
"Well, I used to be a teapot..."
"Until the wizard here brought me to life."
Why don't you perform some magic?
I foresaw you would ask that...
Darn, I wish I could do that.
Thank you, you're too kind.
I have one final finger illusion I'd like to perform, IF...
...I could have a volunteer to...
"Let me just move upwind."
Enough! I've had with you ninnies.
It's time for me to show you...
What a REAL wizard can do.
A close-up of Kyle's magic wand
WHAT - Hank is taking it away?!
"No stick waving. You'll get this back at the end of the year."
Kyle reads Necronomicon at his very first lunch in the regular world.
He finds a spell he likes.
Hmm...charm to summon a griffin...
"Could you please not bother me whilst I'm reading?"
"Uh-oh! Reading at lunch?"
"People are gonna think you're unfriendly."
"Wow. That's a nice coloring book."
It is not a coloring book!
The ancient book of spells and charms.
Something real wizards have.
"Yes, we have one of those. Chum Chum?"
Kyle stares in awe as Fanboy reads the "magic" phonebook.
Kyle snaps when he learns the "words" he heard weren't magic ones.
"Well, you must have misheard me."
What I meant to say was...
"What are you trying to do,"
"Summon a great, ferocious griffin upon us?!?"
"Did you hear the sound of beating wings?!?"
No, it's not coming...for now.
It's just my imagination.
"If you were a stronger reader..."
"Your wish is my command, oh, master."
"That is not levitation."
"I will show you, levitation."
This is what a mind that is centered...
Kyle sitting on Lupe's lunch.
Major mutilation by lunch
Kyle is messy, black eye and all.
"You cannot challenge me..."
Cause I challenge you to a wizard-off.
"Just show up by the flagpole..."
"And bring your best trick,"
Give him a necklace of piranhas?
Then finish him with the underpants of a thousand screams.
Okay. Let's get this over with.
...and the third and amazing one.
"Not that insipid trick where you add a finger!"
"Oh, you can't be serious."
Fanboy's shocked. Kyle sees that.
Kyle's first energy sphere spell.
Funny F&C don't notice it...
"Goodbye forever, Fanboy!"
Kyle getting taken by the griffin, which F&C don't notice at all.
Kyle is flying away in the distance on the griffin, but F&C do not see it.
"We'll play wizard with him all day tomorrow."
Kyle listening as Hank gives the news
Kyle sauntering by Yo, who's thrilled by Fanbot.
"Am I hearing this correctly?"
"You expect us to believe that..."
"...this metal-clad misfit is a robot now?"
"And I assume you’ve had some incredible upgrade of intelligence?"
Kyle intends to do something else.
He'd rather study on his own.
Would anyone want to join him?
Fanbot ruins Kyle's study time as a result.
Kyle doesn't appreciate it.
Woah, that's way too many Chum Chums!
Kyle loses his head in stress.
Kyle doesn't let Fanbot do his test due to extreme skepticism.
"We all used a robot’s brain!"
"Actually it was Fanboy’s brain."
"Yeah, we left the robot brain at Oz’s."
"You had a robot brain?!"
"Why not just put that into Fanboy?!"
"Um, I guess because then I wouldn’t have the... robot claws...?"
"There’s an angry mob after me! And they want Fanboy’s head!"
"Ah, I have some experience with angry mobs."