Drake wandered around, looking for something to do. He'd been wandering around town, looking for something to do until it was time for him to head off to this new 'magic' school. The way his parents talked about it, it was amazing and made of gold. Before he knew it he was turning into antique shop, paintings on display in the window. He browsed a bit, wandering around as he looked. After a while, he found a lively castle, pink and blue with tiny trees all around. Strangely enough though, the plaque was the same name as his school and inviting him to [i]touch[/i] the painting. Eh, why not? It wasn't like one more hand touching this painting couldn't be all that bad. Tentatively, he reached his hand out, his finger barely brushing the painting before he was suddenly falling through the sky. Once he'd landed -hopefully without breaking anything- he said, "I'll never touch another painting as long as I live, I'm so sorry!"