"This is my brother, Writeacus." 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
((oh you XD))
"This is my brother, Writeacus,” Sportacus saidhappily, presenting the elf at his side. The elf waved at the children andRobbie. He had short blond hair that he hadn’t bothered to hide under a hat andwore a grey version of Sportacus’ uniform.
“Are you a hero too?” Ziggy asked in awe.
Writeacus chuckled, “No, but I write about heroes.”
Stephanie looked amazed at the concept, “Really?”
“Yup! It’s my job to write about all the things heroes do. I want to makesure people remember them.”
“You must have a lot about Sportacus then!”Pixel said.
“You bet! Would any of you like to read some?”
The kids cheered and Writeacus began riffling through his bag. Sportacusput a hand on his arm. “Uh, only the truestuff, okay?” He said, a panicked glint in his eye.
“You write about stuff that isn’t true?” Robbie asked,reluctantly interested in the conversation now.
“Just for fun. Sometimes heroes ask me to write stories for them,”Writeacus grinned. Sportacus blushed and pointedly looked anywhere but atRobbie. Giggling, Writeacus pulled out a thick folder and handed it to theexcited kids. The five of them and Sportacus moved away to look at theadventures.
Writeacus handed a thinner file to Robbie, “Could you hold this forme? It makes this bag so much heavier.” He winkedand wandered off to join his brother.
Robbie looked at the label on the folder and frowned. “Hey, Writea-kook,what does ‘Sportarobbie’ mean?”
