Four
"Rise and Shine, sleepyhead." Toby felt instantaneously cold all over. "Wh-what?!" He kicked and trashed until he got up. He then realises that he'd been doused with cold water. "What the hell was that for?!" Toby yelled. "If you're going to stay here, you're going to help out with work around the household."
"What work?" Toby annoyingly asked.
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A few moments later, they're both standing in the hay field. The hay field was vast, big enough to hold two football stadiums. There were lots of field works, all doing about their business. All of this for the king? Toby thought to himself. Some king. Sam shoved him, "Hey, King William's the nicest king around." Sam remarked, as if hearing his thoughts.
"Here," Sam shoved a scythe to him, "that's for cutting the hay. No funny business, okay? Everyone here knows everything."
"Creepy," Toby muttered.
"Hay is traditionally mowed in the morning, while the dew is still on the grass," Sam began to explain. "You swing you scythe to the left, and it piles there, where the people over there pile them up and spread the evenly to dry. Once they're dry, they're piled up and flipped over later. Once that is done, they're roll into stacks and are tied up. Then they're brought back to the barn." Toby nodded.
"Alrighty then, get to it, hotshot." Sam shoved him, and proceeded to scythe the other hay.
The hay field was vast, big enough to hold two football stadiums. There were lots of field works, all doing about their business. All of this for the king? Toby thought to himself. Some king. Sam shoved him, "Hey, King William's the nicest king around." Sam remarked, as if hearing his thoughts.
"I'm a genius, I can do this," Toby gave himself some pep talk. "Come on, I'm from the future, for pete's sake! I can do this!"
"Then get to it, hotshot!" Sam yelled.
Toby lifted the scythe this is heavier than I thought it would be, ok, ok 1...2...3..swing! He swung his scythe but all he had cut out was the top half of the hay. He tried again and again, each time worse than the last.
"You're falling behind, hotshot!" Sam yelled. "Faster!" Toby looked around and realized almost everyone is done with removing the hay. His part's still undone.
"Ugh! I hate this!" Toby yelled to himself. Sam chuckled.
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"Finally, bed!" Toby collapsed into the bed as soon as they arrived from the field. "My arms are aching. My body's aching. I can finally get some shut-eye." Sam pulled him out of bed. "HEY! WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA?"
"It's almost supper time, your Majesty. If you wanna eat, you gonna help out!" Sam scoffed at him.
"Alright, alright already." Toby rolled his eyes. "What do I have to do?"
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Over Cross
AdventureToby, an intelligent yet stubborn child from the future, discovers a time machine his father had invented. While toying around with it, he accidentally goes back in time and meets Sam, a not-so ordinary boy. Together, the two will embark on an adven...
