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During third period, I received a text from Claire that they were going to take the box to the post office after fourth period. That won't take any time at all and I'll be back for class. Hopefully, nothing will go wrong and I can make it back to class on time otherwise I could possibly be fired if I'm late to class because teachers aren't supposed to be late.
While I was teaching my class, I noticed Toby was outside the window. Wait a minute. Toby is outside my window?! I was doing my best to maintain my composure, so that the other students wouldn't know and I could hear him screaming/whispering in terror for me to help him. I noticed that it was about five minutes till the bell rang, so I quickly rapped things up and dismissed the class a couple minutes early. I ran outside and found that Claire had already helped him down by the flag pole. I ran up to them and asked, "What happened?"
"It was an accident, I swear! Claire and I couldn't find the address and I panicked and looked everywhere around us. Then, I accidentally, in my panicked rush to find the address, opened the box and it sent out this whoosh sound. Now, I'm floating around because of the whoosh. Please, Monica. Is there anything you can do?" Toby explained.
"There isn't anything that I can do, but maybe Blinky can help us out." I suggested, then I groaned, "He's at our house though. We're going to have to do this quickly because we only have 45 minutes before I have to get back to my job and you have to get back to class."
"Well, then, let's go! No, no, no, no, no! Grab me, Monica!" Toby yelled. I quickly grabbed him and pulled him back down. Suddenly, while I was backing down the steps, I accidentally tripped and let go of Toby. He screamed for help and Claire and I followed him out of the school and into the streets. While we were running, I noticed that we were passing the cafe and I saw my mom and Strickler out on a date. I quickly ducked by the cars and did my best to not be noticed by my mother. Luckily, they didn't notice us and we followed Toby down the streets and he was yelling, mainly at Claire because she was ahead of me due to my detour of not wanting to be noticed by my mom and Strickler, "Uh! Hey, grab me! Grab me! Don't lose me like you lost the stone!"
"I'm trying and shut up!" Claire yelled. She jumped to grab Toby's hands, but missed, which caused Toby to say, "Aw, come on, Claire! No, no, no, no! Whoa! Wait a sec! Hey, I think--- I think it's wearing off! Nice! It just wore off." He landed back on the ground, but, when he tried to take step, he face planted on the ground. He groaned, "What's happening to me?"
"Toby, what's wrong?" Claire questioned.
"Can't move!" Toby sobbed. Claire and I each grabbed one of Toby's arms and we tried to help him up, but we couldn't. He weighed a ton. Then, it clicked. I said, "The whoosh! It's making you switch between super light and super heavy without warning!"
"That seems accurate." Toby concurred. Claire tapped my shoulder and pointed behind us, "We can use that wagon to pull him." I nodded and we were somehow able to lift Toby onto the wagon. We struggled to pull the wagon and Claire commented, "Toby, no offense, but you got a real weight problem."
"Not funny. "Toby growled. Then, we heard a cop's sirens. This is great. More problems to deal with, but I can't blame the cops for wanting to see what two girls were doing pulling a guy around in a wagon.
"Hey, cool kids, what you doing there? Skipping school?" The cop questioned.
"Hello, officer! My name is Monica Lake. I'm the new English teacher at Arcadia Oaks. I'm just assisting my students here to... the hospital! You see, this fellow here has rare condition." Suddenly, I was interrupted by Toby, "I have no bones."
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Trollhunters: Never Alone
FanficWhen Jim's older sister, Monica Lake, comes back from college, she is surprised to hear from her mother that Jim hasn't been himself lately. That he's been getting into trouble. When she discovers why, she receives the adventure of a lifetime.