Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia

35: Creepslayerz

"Steve," Mrs. Palchuk said. "Take out the trash!"

"I'm doing homework!" he said.

"I can hear the game on the TV!"

"Fine!" he said, walking out of the house, holding two trash bags. "Stupid bag. Mom. Homework. I'll do it, okay."

"Palchuk," Coach Lawrence asked, walking out of the house. "Your mother doesn't deserve that attitude."

"Whatever, coach," he said.

"Hey, this is new to the both of us. But just because your dad is no longer in this house, doesn't mean his hostility has to be. Look, things are going to be different now. I'm here if you want to hug it out."

"Hug this," he shoved a trash bag at him and threw the other one in the garbage. "Have it your way," Coach Lawrence said, setting the second bag of trash next to the trash can. He walked back inside the house and Steve shoved it into the trash can. He heard a noise in his garage. "Raccoons."

He opened the garage and used his phone screen as a light. He saw something run across the garage. It knocked over a few bottles and Steve closed the garage door. "Come out, come out, wherever you are."

He saw something with glowing eyes looking back at him. It started throwing things at him and he dropped his phone. He picked up a laundry bin and searched for the thing. It ran at him and he trapped it with the laundry bin. He held it down and picked up his phone to look at it. He saw a goblin with a drawn-on mustache trying to get out.

"What are you?"

***

Steve ran through the school hallway and saw one of his friends holding up his hand. "Up high, Pal-champ! That goal you scored in the game..." Steve ran past him, not saying anything. "Okay," his friend said. "Let's talk about it later..."

Steve turned a corner and walked into his health class. "So, you don't turn in a fake," Coach Lawrence said. "Personalize your babies to begin the joy of parenting."

Steve walked into this class as Darci and Toby were talking. "I'm kind of worried," Darci said. "Toby, I really need to pass this class, or else I lose my mascot position."

"Don't worry," Toby said as Steve walked into the room. "We're Team Darby! We got this. I'm great with kids."

Steve shoved past him, causing him to stick his red pen through the flour baby. "Good of you to join us, Palchuk," Coach Lawrence said as Steve sat down in his seat next to Eli. "Sorry I'm late, Coach," he said. "Things to a little weird."

"It's about to get weirder," He said. "You're raising a baby with Pepperjack."

***

Eli looked through his locker with his flour baby in his hand. Steve ran over to him. "Hey, Pepperjack," he said. "Listen. Didn't you say one time, like, you saw uh, monsters?"

"If you're going to stuff me in a locker," Toby said, climbing into his locker. "Just get it over with."

Steve pulled him out. "Seriously," he said, "I need to talk to you."

"Palchuk!" Coach Lawrence said from behind him.

"What?" he said. "I was just talking about the assignment with my new partner! Right, buddy?"

"Just because we share a roof, doesn't mean you can just waltz in late like that," Coach Lawrence said.

"Won't let it happen again, Coach."

"Good." He turned to walk away but stopped and turned back to him. "By the way, I'm stopping by the store later. Do you want me to pick up more of those extra-strength pimple pads that you use?"