Chapter 2

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Tommy looked back at Quackity as Tubbo finally disappeared out of his view. “So some workers will come here and bring your stuff to the dorms,” began Quackity, “You don’t have to bring anything because you won’t be needing anything.” With that he turned and started to walk up the stairs to the front door. The group followed after him. There were two automatic double doors that allowed them to enter.

Stopping in front of the main desk, Quackity turned around and said, “When you first walk into this school you walk into the front office. There are 4 hallways with 29 rooms. None of the halls are on the first floor because that is where the teacher room, cafeteria, and offices are. I’ll show you where the cafeteria is and where the counselors office is. So please follow me.” Walking down the hallway on the left of the main desk, the group walked past the principal and vice principal office. The door of the principal's office was open, Tommy was able to take a look at the principal.

He was on  the phone when he saw Tommy looking at him. Frowning, he got up and slammed the door in his face. “Well that was rude,” Tommy heard a voice say next to him. “Ya it really was,” said Tommy as he turned his head to look at where the voice was. There was a boy with dirty blond hair and strange purple eyes. “My name’s Tommy. What’s yours?” asked Tommy. The boy gave a nervous smile,” It’s Purpled.”

“Why the hell did your family name you after a color?” Tommy asked. “I don’t know but it is a good color so I can’t complain,” responded Purpled. They continued talking until Quackity interrupted them. “So here is the cafeteria. Once school starts you can enter in through the back doors, it's faster than walking around the school. Just make sure you have your ID so they allow you in.” The group all nodded. Quackity sighed and said, “Follow me into the back. Some of you have cooking as an elective and that class is in here so I’ll show all of you the back.” He led the group into the back. “Did you know that there was a cooking class here?” Purpled asked. “No I didn’t, if I did I would have picked it,” Tommy told Purpled as he held the door for the last remaining students to enter.

“Dang I thought the chef was going to be here to help me, “ Quackity said, “Oh well, There are three sinks in the back and 2 different counters that the students can order from for lunch. There is one giant fridge and that is the metal door right next to the sinks.” “Can we see what’s in the fridge?” asked a girl in the front. “Uh yes but I don't understand why you would want to see frozen food,” said Quackity with what seemed to be confusion. The girl opened the door and held it open for her two other friends. Quackity grabbed the door and said,” Well everyone else might look at the frozen food as well. There is plenty of room so you don’t have to worry about that.”

Tommy and Purpled looked at each other with confusion but walked behind everyone else. The fridge had lots of fruits and vegetables on the shelves. “Wow Quackity really wasn’t kidding when the fridge would fit all of us,” Purpled whispered to him. Tommy nodded and walked in deep into the fridge. Looking at the fruits on one side of the wall, he stopped at the pineapples. “Hey Purpled, are my eyes playing tricks on me because the pineapples look shiny,” Tommy asked Purpled who was looking at another self with a bored look on his face. Turning around to look at the fruit, Purpled said, “No your eyes aren’t playing tricks on you,” he walked over and grabbed a pineapple, “It’s fake.”

They looked over at the door. Quackity looked at them and said,” Sorry.” Tommy and Purpled looked at him confused before realizing he was going to slam the door. “Hold on-wait!” said Tommy, gaining the attention of the other people in the fridge. Quackity slammed the door before anyone could stop him. The lights turned off and they could hear a hiss sound all around them. Tommy began getting dizzy and heard something hitting the ground. Tommy leaned against the selves and slowly slid down it. Leaning his head against the second self he closed his eyes and went into a dreamless slumber.

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