Arcadia's Most Wanted

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Bold = Authors Note
Italic = Thoughts
Underlined = POV Change

(Y/n) = Your Name
(M/n) = Middle Name
(L/n) = Last Name
(D/n) = Dad's Name
(M/n) = Mom's Name
(N/m) = Name Meaning
(N/n) = Nick Name
(D/h) = Dominant hand
(O/d/h) = Opposite of Dominant Hand
(E/c) = Eye Color
(S/k) = Skin Color
(H/c) = Hair Color
(F/c) = Favorite Color(s)
(F/f) = Favorite food
(F/s/a) = Favorite Stuffed Animal
(S/a/n) = Stuffed Animal's Name ^^
(F/o) = Favorite Outfit
(C/n) = Cousins Name
(B/m) = Birth Month
(B/d) = Birth Day
(I/n) = Insulting name
(F/b) = Favorite Band (or artist)
(F/s) = Favorite Song
(A/n) = Aunt's Name
(U/n) = Uncle's Name

Your POV
I felt terrible so I asked Jim to come over to my house. He did, and he came up to my room and sat beside me.

"How are you feeling?" He asked as I weakly sat up.

"Terrible. I went to the hospital and your mom said that I was in perfect health."

"Well, that's obviously wrong." He chuckled and I smiled.

"Do you want me to get you anything?" He asked me.

"Uh.. could you get me a glass of water and some gushers?" I asked and he shook his head with a smile.

"Of course. Be right back." He said as he got up and went downstairs. We came back a few minutes later with a glass of water and the box full of gushers. I smiled like a little kid and took them from him. I started eating them when Jim got a call from Toby. He picked it up and put it on speaker.

"Hey, what's up, Tobes?" He asked.

"Jim, help! I found a cat collar, and Darci's dad, he's trying to lock me away forever!" Toby said hurriedly.

"Toby, slow down, man!" Jim said.

"No, listen! Glug's smashing windows, stealing vespas. She's in the sewers, man! We gotta get to glug before the police-"

""Before the police" what? Who are you talking to? What is a "Glug"? A gang? What's Glug got to do with this crime scene?" We heard someone say as we heard static when Toby put his phone down.

"Open the door!"

"I cant! I really can't! I'm sorry!" We heard Toby shout.

"Toby, who's shouting?" Jim asked, but got no response. We then heard more static as Toby picked up his phone and set it down again. We then heard an engine and a siren.

"Toby! Tobes! What is going on over there?" Jim asked.

"I stole a cop car! I'm in a high-speed chase!" Toby answered.

"What?! Toby, get out of the car!" Jim yelled.

"Ugh! You're right! They can track me! Stupid Toby! Stupid, stupid!" We heard him say before he picked up his phone again. We got no response for a while so Jim picked up the phone.

"Toby, hello? Talk to me, Tobes!" Jim said but got no response again, so he hung up. I coughed.

"Let's go." I said before I sneezed.

"You sure? Maybe you should stay here. You sound pretty sick." Jim said as he put a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off as I got up.

"I'm fine! Glug can wait. Let's just find Toby. He couldn't have got that far, right?" I asked as I heard a bang on the window.

"What was that?" I asked as Jim and I looked at each other. We went over to the window seat and looked out. Toby suddenly jump-scared us and we both screamed.

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