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After fishing finally finished, Mr. Krupp decided to get some breakfast from the cafeteria.
Maybe he could ask Edith for any coffee to help his head?
When he entered the cafeteria, he saw Ms. Allen sitting with George and Harold, talking to them happily while Melvin was in front of the three, listening to their conversation.
“Hey! It’s them!” His mood slightly changed into a growl.
Of course, he could not forget that one either.
Using only his eyes, he glanced down at his chest pocket, noticing that Captain Underpants was peeking out from the top, watching the boys eating and talking to each other.
“Is that Melvin with them?” Captain Underpants asked, also noticing him.
‘Yes, it’s them.’ Mr. Krupp mentally snapped, glancing away from him. ‘Now, get back in my pocket and be quiet!’
Captain Underpants did what he said and ducked back inside, as Mr. Krupp walked over to the group.
Ms. Allen glanced up from talking to the two boys and noticed him, with the same foul mood on his face.
“Ah, Mr. Krupp!” She happily chirped as she waved to him. “Good morning! How are you feeling now?”
George, Harold, and Melvin did the same thing, glancing over at him.
“Great.” He growled through his teeth, before repositioning himself and straightening his tie. “Did the boys do any pranks during the fishing?”
“Not what I think of.” Ms. Allen answered, rubbing the back of her neck from underneath all of her hair. “They were participating too, so, nothing happened during it. But strangely enough, there was no fish in the water either, so, it was a bummer.”
Mr. Krupp nodded his head, as the kids passed around him, looking scared as they finished their breakfast fast.
“Alright, I have something to tell you, Ms. Allen.” Mr. Krupp spoke, glaring at George and Harold as they both moved close to Ms. Allen, feeling a little frightened. “Keep a close eye on them if they do any pranks or anything fun. I want a simple, point actuate schedule for everyone!”
Ms. Allen was silent as he spoke, glaring at them both with daggers in his eyes.
“And if I catch them doing any pranks or anything in general to break the routine,” Mr. Krupp warned. “They will be separated forever!”
Ms. Allen paused for a moment, before nodding her head, gently wrapping her arms around them protectively as a mother would do to her children.
“Yes, sir.” She nodded her head. “I’ll keep an eye on them.”
“Melvin,” Mr. Krupp spoke, as Melvin turned to him. “You also would keep an eye on them if they caused anything to Ms. Allen and come to me if it gets out of hand, for extra credit.”
Melvin nodded his head as Ms. Allen looked slightly confused while George and Harold frowned, glancing at Melvin for a moment, before up at him.
He cleared his throat and said, “Now, I better be off and go get something to clear my head from that last incident.”
Mr. Krupp turned his back and walked away from the four, heading back over to the teacher’s cabin after exiting out of the cafeteria.
Ms. Allen removed her arms from George and Harold, as they both sighed in relief.
“Well, you were right about one thing, boys,” she spoke, as they glanced up at her. “He is insane about making everything organized and boring.”
“I know?!” Harold exclaimed. “This is why we break the rules so that the kids could have fun!”
Melvin frowned a little from what Harold said.
Ms. Allen paused for a moment, thinking to herself, mostly about Mr. Krupp in general.
“And, Melvin is keeping an eye on you two for extra credit?” Ms. Allen asked, pointing at him.
“Well, I always get extra credit,” Melvin spoke, answering to Ms. Allen’s question. “And, I tell the teachers if something is going on from those two trouble makers.”
“More like tattle on us,” George whispered as Ms. Allen looks a little suspicious.
Melvin glared at George as Ms. Allen rolled her eyes.
She glances back up at him, and it was an unusual look in her eyes.
It was not kindness and generosity.
It was more like suspiciousness.
That made Melvin feel a little worried about what she could be thinking about him.
“Tell you what, Melvin.” Ms. Allen spoke, placing her hands together. “You’ll also receive extra credit from me if you do us three a little favor.”
“What’s that?” Melvin asked, sounding confused.
“If you don’t tattle on George and Harold,” She mentioned to the kids sitting right next to her. “They’ll not do any pranks, okay?”
“What?!” George and Harold exclaimed, looking startled at her little deal.
“Really?” Melvin asked, looking a little surprised.
“Yes, I’ll keep my eye on them.” Ms. Allen assured Melvin as George and Harold glanced at each other worriedly from each side of her. “Is that a deal?”
She held out her right hand for a handshake to shake on the deal across the table, and Melvin hesitated when he saw something in her eyes.
They looked like they were glowing slightly, in a fiery blue color like her eye color.
“Deal.” Melvin finally spoke, shaking her hand.
Since she is an adult compared to him, it was a little bigger than his own hand.
She blinked, and the look in her eyes disappeared as a bright smile appeared on her face.
After shaking on the deal, she released Melvin’s hand, and he released hers, feeling a bit worried about what he could be dragged into.
“Great!” Stephanie beamed as she stood up from the table. “Let me just speak to George and Harold for a moment!”
With her arms, she gently wrapped them around their middles and picked them up, with her strength, unlike Mr. Krupp.
She did not seem like she was struggling to keep them up in her arms as she giggled softly.
After she had picked them both up from the seat, she walked over to the corner of the cabin, where no one could hear her talking to George and Harold.
Melvin glanced down and hummed to himself, thinking of that glow in her eyes.
He had never seen that happen before.
Is she more than what she is?
From the corner of his eye, he noticed that her hand-stitched bag was left on the table, and it was open.
Curious about what could be inside, he picked the bag up from the table across from his side and noticed that it was actually pretty light.
But, he remembered she usually put things that are heavy inside.
So, using his hand, he reached into the bag to get what could be inside, when he noticed he could stick his whole arm inside and there was no bottom!
Confusion and surprise replaced his curiosity, as he moved his arm out of it, startled that something that is the size of Ms. Allen’s forearm could be light and has no bottoms!
He flipped the bag over to look at the bottom to see if he had accidentally popped any stitches when he reached into it.
As he was flipping it over to check, he heard something clatter from out of the bag and landed on the table with a few other items.
The noise of the items caused him to jump from the sudden noises, but not to scream out.
Worried that he might have broken something from looking at the bag, he looked at what fell out, only to notice it was some sketch pencils and a drawing book.
His stomach twisted nervously at the thought of Ms. Allen being angry at him, so, quickly as he can without anyone coming into the cafeteria, he scooped the pencils up in one swift motion with his hand and placed it into the bag, when he stopped at the sketchbook.
What could she have drawn before?
His curiosity got the best of him, and he placed the bag down on the table.
Before he could pick the sketchbook up from the table, he hesitated for a moment, feeling anxious if he is going to be in trouble with another teacher.
But, he wanted to know what Ms. Allen has been doing before she became a teacher.
So, he picked the sketchbook up from the table.
The cover was a blue color, and the back was too.
He looked at the rim of the book and noticed her name was nowhere on it.
Melvin flipped back over to the cover, wondering to himself for a moment, before thinking about what she could be drawing.
Before he could open it, someone’s voice asked, “Melvin?”
Yelping, he fumbled with the book in his hands, before catching it.
Glancing over his shoulder, he noticed it was a girl, her arms crossed over her chest and an eyebrow raised.
“E-Erica!” Melvin stammered, clutching the book in his arms against his chest.
Erica is African-American and wears a teal green T-shirt under an aquamarine vest and has a large pom-pom hairstyle joined by a purple headband.
She also wears jeans and rain boots.
“Wh-What are you doing here?” Melvin stammered, his cheeks flustered.
“I came here to see what no good you’re up to,” Erica answered.
“O-Oh, I was just drawing something.” Melvin lied, glancing away slightly. “You know, science stuff?”
A pause came from Erica, as Melvin mentally panicked.
“Okay, just come outside, we’re going to go swimming from what I heard from Ms. Allen,” Erica spoke, before leaving him in the cabin.
After Erica left, Melvin sighed and removed the sketchbook from his chest, thinking to himself.
What does Ms. Allen draw inside the sketchbook?
Meanwhile, Ms. Allen is talking to George and Harold secretly, kneeling down to their height so that she can be comfortable.
“So, you want us to trust you?” George asked, sounding confused.
Ms. Allen nodded her head and pushed back a strand of hair over her ear.
“Yeah, trust me on this, okay?” Ms. Allen smirked. “Mr. Krupp will have his mind blown away when he sees something off.”
She giggled at the end and stood back up to her feet.
“Now, let me see what Melvin got into.” Ms. Allen walked back over to the table that they were sitting at, while George and Harold looked confused.
“Are you sure we can?” Harold asked, sounding unsure.
“Of course!” George replied. “You don’t want Mr. Krupp to see us without Melvin or Ms. Allen if we decided to prank? We will be separated forever, and we won’t let that happen again?”
Harold paused for a moment, before nodding his head, silently agreeing with him.
“Yeah.” He glanced back at George. “You do have a point.”
Meanwhile, with Melvin, he hurriedly placed the sketchbook into his backpack that he carried with him.
Once he had zipped it up, Ms. Allen’s voice asked, “Melvin, are you ready?”
Flinching, he glanced over at her and nodded his head.
“Y-Yeah, one minute!” Melvin called, slinging the backpack over his back. “But let me get changed into my swimming trunks in the cabin!”
Ms. Allen nodded her head and said, “George, Harold, are you two coming?”
“Could we get changed too?” Harold asked.
“Yeah, we can’t swim in your clothes,” George added.
“Sure, I’ll just wait out the cabin.” Ms. Allen nodded before exiting the cafeteria.
After she had left, George and Harold glanced at each other for a moment, before following after her.
Melvin also followed after them, thinking to himself about Ms. Allen too.
When they reached their cabin, George, Harold and Melvin entered, as Ms. Allen waited outside for them to change into their swimming gear.
Melvin quickly placed the sketchbook in one of his drawers without George and Harold noticing what he was doing, before getting into his swim shorts.
After getting into his swim gear, he puts on flip-flops and exited out of the cabin, without looking at George and Harold.
When he stepped out, he closed the cabin door behind his back, as Ms. Allen glanced at him when she heard the door open and smiled.
“You look nice, Melvin.” She gently remarked, winking.
“Er, thanks.” Melvin granted, glancing away, blushing a little.
Looped over one arm is his towel and carrying sunscreen in the other hand.
He was wearing a pair of orange swim shorts that reaches down to his knees.
“So, what are we going to do?” Melvin asked, glancing up at her from blushing.
“I don’t know,” Stephanie answered. “We could be doing laps from one side to the other of the lake, diving, or something.”
Melvin blinked at her in surprise.
“That’s what you did back at your home?” Melvin asked.
“Kind of.” Ms. Allen answered. “It’s what I do in the pool in the backyard of my home.”
“You had a swimming pool?” Melvin asked, sounding a little surprised from her response.
A slightly sad look appeared on her face after Melvin asked that question.
“Yeah… I did…” She softly spoke, pushing back a strand of hair.
Melvin noticed that he might have accidentally touched something sensitive, so, he instead went silent, glancing away from her.
After a moment of silence, Ms. Allen noticed he had collected a few items for swimming.
“Hey, uh, Melvin?” Ms. Allen spoke as he glanced back over at her. “What’s the sunscreen for?”
He glanced down at it and responded, noticing she was changing the subject, “It’s for keeping my skin normal without getting a tan. Don’t you know that?”
Ms. Allen nodded her head and bent down to his height a little, as he noticed that she does not look a little stuffy from wearing that sweater.
“Aren’t you going to swim with us?” Melvin asked as George and Harold came out of their cabin.
Ms. Allen winced when he asked, as she got back up to her height.
“Oh, no, I… I just can’t.” She answered, sounding worried as she placed her hands on her forearms.
“You don’t like deep water?” George guessed, asking her.
Ms. Allen paused for a moment, glancing away from them and rubbing her right arm with her left one.
Melvin noticed the look on Ms. Allen’s face that she looked scared and a little worried about being in a swimsuit.
Before Melvin could ask why she is scared, Mr. Krupp’s whistle blew, and Ms. Allen glanced over her shoulder, looking over at him.
“Alright, everyone, head over to the lake now!” Mr. Krupp called, as every student got out of their cabins. “Ms. Allen, you need to be at the docks for you to tell them what to do!”
Ms. Allen quiet nodded her head and followed them, still looking a bit uncomfortable.
When they got over to the lake, Mr. Krupp suddenly stopped walking, looking startled.
The other kids looked to see what Mr. Krupp was surprised about, only to see it was a water slide lake.
There were many types of play areas, types of slides, even some hot tubes too.
“Wh-What?!” Mr. Krupp exclaimed, startled from the sudden transformation of the lake. “I-I didn’t expect this!!!”
Then, he turned his attention to George and Harold, knowing too well of their pranks from the following years he went through.
“George! Harold!” He snapped at them as they both flinched before pointing at the slides. “Did you two do this?!”
“N-No!” Harold stammered, moving his hands up defensively.
“If we did, it would cost a lot of money if we called for help!” George responded.
“And our pranks wouldn’t be that far!” Harold added again. “Nor this creative either!”
Melvin looked a little distressed that he might have failed a test that he was given to.
Mr. Krupp had an unamused look on his face when Ms. Allen called to the kids, “Alright everyone!”
When they glanced over at her, she was carrying a lifeguard loop around one arm and has a whistle around her neck.
In her right hand, she is holding a hot dog in her hand, covered in ketchup, relish, and mustard.
“There is no running on the lake and no food in the water, okay?” Ms. Allen asked as the kids looked excited. “Now, first pick a place where you want to relax, before going into the lake. And have fun!”
The kids nodded their heads and quickly sped walked to get their places, as Melvin, George, Harold, and Mr. Krupp looked confused.
“YOU DID THIS?!” Mr. Krupp angrily yelled, his face red.
The kids flinched from his yell and quickly moved away from him.
Ms. Allen slightly turned her body around to him and slightly shrugged her shoulders to the response of his question.
“Mh, yeah, I did.” She smiled.
“HOW?!” Mr. Krupp bellowed. “WE DIDN’T EVEN SEE YOU CALL ANYONE OR BUILD ANY OF THIS IN THE BEGINNING!”
“Not forgetting creating all of this in one day,” Harold added, sounding surprised.
Mr. Krupp gave Harold a quick glare as he went quiet before glancing back at Ms. Allen.
Ms. Allen chuckled and fully turned towards them, as Mr. Krupp stomped up to her face.
“I thought I told you to keep an eye on them!” Mr. Krupp snapped at her in the face as she looked unfazed by his screaming. “Not to make more havoc! You’re going to-!”
He was suddenly interrupted when Ms. Allen gently shoved the hot dog that was in her hand into his mouth as he took a bite of it.
A confused look replaced his anger, as he moved his hand up to it, chewing the bite in his mouth.
Ms. Allen smiled gently and patted his cheek softly.
“I know, but I couldn’t help but agree with the other teachers.” Ms. Allen mentioned to the teachers, who were also in their swimming clothes, also picking some other spots and laying out their spare towels.
Out of surprise, Mr. Krupp spat the half-bitten hot dog out of his mouth, luckily catches it in his hand before it could land on the ground.
“Them too?!” He exclaimed. “I-I-! Wha-?!”
Chuckling, Ms. Allen placed her hand on his shoulder, smiling softly.
“Don’t you feel bored with doing the same things over and over?” Ms. Allen gently asked as he raised an eyebrow. “I already feel bored during that walk that we went through earlier on the weekend, but, this time, it’s my turn to show you what fun is.”
With a single digit of her left hand, she gently poked his chest, but it was not a hard poke.
“And you’re going to have to get used to it,” she smirked, as Mr. Krupp looked a bit confused.
She removed her hand from his shoulder and turned to George and Harold, kneeling down to their height.
“It’s best if you two go and pick your spots before it is all taken up.” Ms. Allen nodded as the two looked excited.
“Really?” George asked.
“Yeah, and,” She paused, and she reached behind her back for someone.
She gently took Melvin by the arm and dragged him in front of her from behind.
When he was in front of her, she gently placed both of her hands on his shoulders.
Melvin, on the other hand, looked confused about what she is going to do with him.
“Take Melvin with you. Show him what fun is too.” Ms. Allen smiled again.
Immediately, Melvin glanced up at her, with a shocked look on his face, as only babbles came from his throat.
They both nodded at the same time, and each gently grabbed his wrists with separate hands, dragging him with them as he looked unsure.
When they are in the distance away from the adults, Ms. Allen turned to Mr. Krupp and patted his cheek once more.
“Why don’t you have fun too?” Ms. Allen smirked slightly. “Someone does want to see you too.”
She moved her hand from his cheek and walked off, to check on the kids if any of them are breaking the few rules she gave out.
After Ms. Allen left Mr. Krupp in confusion, he was still holding the half-bitten hot dog in his hand that he had spat out before.
Mentally, his mind was telling him to fire her right now on the spot once he has the chance to meet her.
But, the other half of his mind was telling him that Ms. Allen could be right with what she means.
Then, a hand was gently tapped on his shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts and causing him to flinch a bit.
He glanced over to see who it is, only to get his face blushing a bright red color.
Standing behind him was a slightly blushing Edith, as she pushed back a strand of hair over her ear.
Edith was wearing a large sun hat, with a red dress that reaches down to her ankles, decorated with beautiful white flowers on it.
She was not wearing her yellow rubber gloves from work, and her hands look a bit smaller than Mr. Krupp’s, which looked really adorable.
From underneath the dress, she is also wearing a light red bikini, that has a small skirt.
The bikini made his face redder, almost to the tips of his ears as he bit his bottom lip internally.
It was surprising that he had not dropped the half-bitten hot dog in his hand.
To top it off, she is wearing a pair of flip-flops too.
“Hello, Principal Krupp!” She greeted him, her cheeks blushing too. “H-How are you?”
“B-b-bubba bobba hob-hobba-hobba wah-wah...” Mr. Krupp stammered, unable to say anything to her.
She was beautiful, and he could not help but not to look away from her.
Edith chuckled and gently wrapped her arm over Mr. Krupp’s, as his cheeks blushed a bit more.
“Shall we get a spot?” Edith asked, mentioning to the sand.
Mr. Krupp shook his head to snap out of his daze, gathering his wits together.
After shaking his head, he nodded, before taking a bite from the hot dog in his hand.
Meanwhile, George and Harold dragged Melvin over to a large empty spot on the sand and stopped, before releasing his wrists.
“Wh-What are we doing?” Melvin stammered, feeling nervous about doing a prank at the teachers.
Or worse, getting in trouble with the teachers.
But, George and Harold placed their belongings on the ground, before turning to Melvin.
Melvin had already placed his belongings on the ground and spreading out his spare towel.
They both hum to themselves in sync as they placed a finger against their chin.
A nervous feeling grew inside of Melvin, worried about what they are thinking about him.
“We gotta do something about your glasses,” George spoke, sounding a bit worried about him. “You can’t see well without them, right?”
Melvin quietly nodded his head, before taking them off, revealing he has black doe eyes too.
“I can see slightly, but,” He paused as he squinted, trying to see clearly. “I can’t see who is who precisely. Everything around me is blurry.”
He was right because there is a black blur standing in front of him with a blond one next to it.
George nodded his head and glanced over at Harold, as Melvin placed his glasses on.
“Don’t you have any contact lenses you carry?” Harold asked.
“No, even if I do, it would cause eye infections and irritation from the water and could damage my eyes,” Melvin answered, pushing his glasses into place.
George and Harold slightly winced when Melvin explained what would happen if he did put on any contact lenses in.
“So, one of us has to stay with him just in case if he gets into someone or something?” Harold asked, mentioning to him.
George nodded his head, and glanced over at Melvin asking, “Do have a case for your glasses?”
“Of course,” He took it out of his pocket and revealed it to them. “I always take it with me.”
It was in an orange color like his hair.
“Okay, put your glasses away and trust us with this, okay?” George spoke, smiling slightly.
Melvin hesitated for a moment, feeling unsure of what ideas they are getting, but decided to go along for the ride.
After taking the glasses off of his face, he placed them in the case that he has with him.
He closed it and placed it by the sunscreen that he carried with him too.
Melvin squinted a little as he watched one of the blurs walked over to him and gently took his hand.
“Come on, I know a ride that you’ll like!” George spoke before leading him away from the spot they were.
Meanwhile, Ms. Allen continued watching the kids from the grass, gently smiling to herself as she scanned the horizon.
The kids and adults played in the water, swimming, and playing chicken fight with a few other kids.
Others played on the water slides and laid on the sand for a suntan.
“Ms. Allen?” She turned towards the sound of the voice, to see George and Harold, as George has Melvin behind him, holding his hand.
Melvin, on the other hand, was squinting a lot, and he noticed a towering blue blur in front of him.
Mentally, he remembered that towering blue blur was Ms. Allen.
“Yes, what is it?” Ms. Allen responded as Melvin glanced up at her, squinting a bit to see her better instead of seeing a big blue blur in front of him.
“Could we try the water slides?” Harold asked as Melvin flinched a bit.
Truthfully, he had never tried any of the water slides before.
And he was not too positive if he could try them in the first place.
A pause came from Ms. Allen, then, she said, “You may, but only two people on each slide. You can try taking turns with Melvin.”
A light blush appeared on Melvin’s cheeks as he gently squeezed George’s hand to let him know he was embarrassed.
“Uh, we can’t stand two minutes apart, Ms. Allen,” Harold spoke, sounding a bit anxious. “Plus, I have separation anxiety.”
Melvin perked a little from what Harold said, wondering how he got that from?
Ms. Allen paused, thinking to herself again with an idea of a way to help them.
“Maybe I could help?” Melvin’s heart skipped a beat when he heard that familiar voice asked.
It was Erica’s voice.
He turned towards the voice, but could not see where she is.
“I’m over here, Melvin.” Melvin turned the other way, before encountering another black blur, but wearing something purple with the mixture of brown.
Immediately, his cheeks flustered more.
“What are you going to do with him, Erica?” George asked.
“Nothing, just helping you two enjoying time together instead of taking turns with him,” Erica explained.
A slight shameful look appeared on his face as he glanced down.
“So, you are going to take turns with him like us?” Harold asked.
“Yeah, first is you, George, then Harold, then me, okay?” Erica explained.
Melvin was not sure if they had nodded their heads, but guessed they did.
Soon, he was dragged over to one of the rides and slowly climbed up the steps.
His heart beats in a panic, worried something terrible would happen to him, or George that is holding his hand.
As soon as they reached the top, George stopped and waited for their turn, as Melvin started trembling a bit.
They were pretty high up in the air, and he was worried that this makeshift water slide might fall over from the weight of the kids waiting in line.
“G-George?” Melvin stammered, gripping his hand tightly.
The black blur in front of him turned back to him, as Melvin was shaking from head to toe.
“What’s wrong, Melvin?” George asked, responding to his call.
“I-I’m scared,” Melvin spoke, trembling like a leaf.
He continued shaking, expecting George to laugh at him for what he said to him, but instead placed a hand on his, as he flinched slightly.
“Don’t worry,” George assured him as he looked slightly confused about his assurance. “Harold was scared too, when we both were on the water slides back at an amusement part. But, I helped him to be brave. Now, I am doing the same thing to you like him.”
Melvin paused for a moment before taking a deep breath, gathering his courage together to try not to show any fear to George and said, “Alright, I’m ready.”
The black blur nodded its head and turned back over to the side of the water slide.
When they were close, George spoke, “I’m going to be the first one to get onto the tube. Then, I’ll lead you onto it, okay?”
Melvin shakily nodded his head and followed George, as he felt him step onto the tube.
Then, it was Melvin’s turn to step onto it.
Being careful, Melvin slowly got onto the tube too, along with the help from one of the students.
“Ready?” the student asked, waiting for their permission.
Instantly, he regretted going with them to have “fun.”
Before he could reply to what the student asked, George instead responded before him, “Ready!”
Immediately, Melvin gripped the handle on the side of the tube, his heart skipping a beat as he yelped quietly to himself.
The student that was helping to hold the tube for them gently pushed it towards the slide, as a slight whine of panic came from Melvin.
His hand tightly squeezed George’s hand, shaking like a leaf as they inched closer to the edge of the slide.
This is not what he is expecting everything to be.
Then, the ride began.
They zoomed forward and tightly turned corners, as Melvin gritted his teeth, tightly holding George’s hand and the handle on the other.
George was whooping as they went along the ride, as Melvin stayed quiet, gritting his teeth and clenching his hands.
Then, they suddenly passed over something bright, and Melvin glanced up, noticing that there was clear plastic over their heads, revealing the sky.
Then, the clear plastic over their heads disappeared, as they went around into a spiral, George is whooping and crying out in happiness, as Melvin was gripping both the handle and his hand, gritting his teeth still.
Soon, they came out of the tunnel and into the water, as Melvin finally released his teeth and was shakily breathing in and out.
“That. Was.” George released his hand, as Melvin did the same thing, leaving a hand-shaped form on it. “AWESOME!”
George lifted his hands up over his head after saying the last time, laughing to himself.
Melvin glanced over at him, looking a little confused, mostly a little shaken up from the ride he experienced.
“Harold!” George called over to him. “You gotta try the ride! It’s awesome!”
Melvin was silent the whole time, glancing up at the ride they went through, before back over at George.
Was it really ‘fun?’
After they got out of the tube, as George helped Melvin out on his side, mostly getting his grip released from the strap he clutched onto.
Once Melvin was off, and into the lake water, which was a little cold for him, George placed it on the lifter to get up to the ride they went on.
Melvin was still thinking to himself about what he had experienced as George was putting the tube away for the other kids to try, mostly trying to figure out if it is what he guesses it could be.
“Come on!” George once again took his hand, snapping him out of his thoughts and waddled towards where he thinks Harold is. “Let’s see which one Harold wants to pick next!”
A slightly concerned look appeared on his face as he was gently tugged out of the slightly cold water.
When they came up to them, Harold was talking to Erica as Erica was listening to him.
“Oh, hi, George!” Harold greeted before noticing something. “Your hand is a little red.”
Melvin noticed what is going on and quickly released his hand, a little ashamed for gripping it tightly.
“It’s okay, Melvin was just a little scared,” George explained as Melvin’s blush brightened a bit more.
“Melvin was scared?” Erica asked, sounding a bit confused.
“Yeah, I think his parents didn’t have time to let him go play or go outside since they were doing scientist things,” George spoke, as Melvin looked more ashamed. “But this is his first time having fun!”
Melvin perked a little when he heard that, a little confused at how nice they were acting.
“So, which one you wanna pick, Harold?” George asked, walking away from Melvin.
“Oh, there’s a lot to pick!” Harold exclaimed, pausing for a moment before saying, “Maybe that one?”
Melvin looked confused about which one he pointed at, so he stubbornly glanced over at which slide, only to see blurs.
“Alright, but remember to always stay with him, Harold!” George warned before Harold took off, grabbing Melvin by the left wrist.
Melvin was dragged over to another slide, as he glanced up at it, noticing it was in a different color than the other one he was on.
The previous one that he was on was in yellow, as this one was in a blue color.
Harold excitedly climbed up the steps, as Melvin was following after him, feeling a little tired from being dragged around by the two.
Soon, they reached the top of the slide, and Melvin can feel that Harold was excited by how his hand was gripping.
“C-Calm down, Harold.” Melvin stammered. “At this rate, you might bounce off the walls.”
“I-I can’t!” Harold responded. “Oh my gosh, are those dolphin floaties?!”
‘Okay, that was unexpected.’ Melvin thought to himself.
Soon, it was their turn when the first two people went, leaving them to be next.
Melvin’s heart started beating faster when they came closer.
When the two kids went off, Melvin noticed there was someone there, helping them on the tubes.
The blur has beige skin and some brown hair.
Melvin felt self-conscious about who that might be.
“Could I be in front, Bo?” Harold excitedly asked as Melvin flinched from the name.
“Sure!” Bo responded as Harold released Melvin’s hand.
Melvin watched as the blond blur was being picked up by the beige blur before it turned to him.
“Is he your friend?” Bo asked, turning to Harold.
Melvin stood there, slightly shaking as he wrung his hands together in worry.
“Yeah! We’re teaching him about fun!” Harold responded as Melvin looked surprised.
Does he respect him as a friend?
A pause came from the giant blur named Bo, as Melvin sweat a little in fear.
“Okay.” was the only response from Bo before being picked up by him.
Melvin stiffened when he was picked up from underneath the armpits, worried that Bo might toss him over the edge of the water slide tower.
Instead of being tossed in the air over the side of the water tower, Bo gently placed Melvin behind Harold on the dolphin tube.
Melvin was shaking like a leaf from encountering Bo, mostly from the idea of going on another heart-thumping ride.
So, he instead wrapped his arms around Harold’s middle, just for keeping himself on the dolphin.
After he had wrapped his arms around Harold, he once again regretted what he chose and wanted off the dolphin.
But something inside of him stopped him from calling out to Bo to get him off, as he felt confused.
Maybe his joints froze when he was too scared?
“Ready?” Bo asked, speaking from behind Melvin’s head.
“I’m ready, Bo!” Harold excitedly spoke, almost bouncing up and down on the dolphin tube.
Melvin mentally cringed to himself with the idea that he had with him, mostly blaming Ms. Allen for letting them drag him along.
But, as soon as Bo gently pushed the dolphin forward, it dipped down for a moment, and Melvin’s grip around his middle tightened a bit.
Harold whooped in excitement as the dipping stopped and took a turn, acting as if they were on a bobsled.
Then, they entered a tunnel-less area, where it was like a whirlpool, as the ridges were over adult height.
Soon, they went into another tunnel, diving faster down the slide as Melvin’s grip around Harold is loose a bit, as he watched the blurry scenery around him go past.
Then, they suddenly went up and launched into the air, as Harold whooped in happiness, and Melvin screamed from the sudden launch, as his grip turned into a death clamp.
They landed back onto the slide and Melvin shakily sighed, as Harold was shakily panting, his voice slightly hoarse from crying out.
Then, they exited out of the tunnel and across the top of the lake.
Harold cried out in excitement as Melvin cried out in startlement.
They both tumbled off the dolphin at the same time and went into the water.
The water was not freezing anymore like the last time that Melvin entered.
Melvin got up from the water, dripping head to toe.
His orange hair was covering his eyes slightly but can still see.
Somewhat since he is not wearing his glasses.
He looked around for Harold in a slight panic, when something appeared in front of him, causing him to yelp out and fall back into the water.
“That was awesome!” Harold’s voice came, confirming that blonde blur is him.
Then, the blonde blur turned to where Melvin thinks is where George and Erica are, saying, “George, you have to try the blue one! It’s fun!”
“Other side, Harold!” George spoke. “And push back your hair!”
Melvin paused for a moment, thinking to himself about the ride that he went onto, before glancing up at it.
“Melvin!” Melvin glanced back at Harold, as he had already placed the dolphin away for the other kids to have a turn.
He waddled over to him through the water and gently took his hand.
“Come on, it’s Erica’s turn!” Harold spoke, quickly walking through the water to get to them.
Melvin’s cheeks blushed when he mentioned Erica.
Once they got over to them, Harold released his wrist and got over to George, talking to each other about the rides they went on.
Then, a gentle hand took his, as he glanced away from the ground, noticing another black blur was next to him and wearing purple.
His blush went up another shade when he met up with Erica.
“Hey, wanna go on a ride?” Erica asked, not sounding annoyed about him.
“S-S-Sure!” Melvin stammered, before glancing away from her, fanning his face to stop heating up.
After he agreed with her, Erica gently leads him towards a more relaxing one, which is a little okay for Melvin, but could ease his mind off from the two that lead him to their slides.
“Why here?” Melvin asked, sounding confused.
“Because I want to talk to you, Melvin,” Erica spoke, before getting on a tube, and letting Melvin follow her.
Melvin silently climbed onto the tube, before being released at the right time of a large patch of emptiness.
After an awkward moment of silence, Erica was the first one to break the ice between both of them.
“Uh, you let go of my hand now, Melvin.” Melvin glanced down at his hand and noticed he was still holding hers.
“Oh,” He quickly released his hand and moved it towards his body, slightly ashamed for keeping her hand in his. “S-Sorry.”
Another moment of awkward silence, and Erica asked, “How are George and Harold so far?”
“Confusing.” Melvin quickly answered. “I just don’t get it! I thought they were just so immature! But, they instead are “teaching” me of fun!”
Erica was quiet for a moment, listening to his words without any signs of boredom on her.
“I-I accept the fact that I need to stay close with them in case if they are in trouble for extra credit, but this is not what I was expecting!” Melvin continued, before stopping. “Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“Yeah, I understand.” Erica nodded her head, turning her body towards him. “Have they already told you about what they are diagnosed with?”
Startled, he turned to her, looking slightly confused.
“D-Diagnosed with what?” Melvin stammered, sounding a bit more worried about them.
Mentally, from the back of his head, he wonders why he was worried about them.
Erica sighed and said, “They never told you?”
“I never asked them,” Melvin added, glancing away from her.
Another pause came from between the two of them, as Melvin felt embarrassed that he was too stubborn to ask them of their weird behaviors.
“Maybe if you ask them, they could explain to you about what they are diagnosed with,” Erica assured, patting Melvin’s shoulder with her hand.
Melvin paused for a moment, feeling unsure of what Erica assured him with, but wanted to know why they are acting strange.
So, he glanced back over to her and nodded his head.
“Alright, I’ll try talking to them.” Melvin sighed, feeling a bit unsure about what he was going to do next.
Erica glanced away for a moment, as Melvin thought to himself about his decision, wondering if it could be okay to talk to them.
Although he gets easily angry with them from the slightest thing they do, like eating too loudly, tapping their fingers or something that they do when they are bored.
“Hey, is that Edith and Principal Krupp?” Erica asked as Melvin glanced over his shoulder to where she pointed to, snapping out of his thoughts.
Despite not wearing his glasses, he could see what the colors are of the clothes Edith is wearing, but there was a green color next to where she is sitting.
Erica noticed that Melvin was having trouble seeing what she means to, so, she moved over to where he is and started explaining to him.
Melvin’s face turned red when she got closer to his body, feeling like he was going to faint at any moment.
“Wh-What’s going on?” Melvin stammered, trying to get his mind back on track.
“Well, I see Mr. Krupp in a vacation outfit, with shorts and flip-flops,” Erica responded, explaining to him of what is going on. “And he’s flirting with Miss. Edith.”
Melvin chuckled awkwardly from what she had explained to him, as he glanced away from her.
The whole time they were in the lazy pool, that goes around in a slow circle, they talked to each other, getting to know about each other slowly.
Meanwhile, on the shore, Stephanie watched the crowd of kids and teachers relaxing on their spots.
Sometimes they would play in the lake, along with going on the rides.
Everyone looked happy, including Mr. Krupp with Edith.
This is what she had planned.
Glancing down at her right hand, she flipped it over to the palm and stared at it for a moment.
A soft glow came from her steel-blue eyes as she stared at her hand, thinking of something in the back of her head.
“Ms. Allen?” A young girl’s voice asked her as she snapped out of her trance.
The glow in her eyes was gone in an instant after she had blinked.
She glanced down at the girl, as she asked, “Why are you staring at your hand?”
She paused for a moment, before responding, “I am staring down at my hand because I was checking if I got any sunburns.”
Ms. Allen had white lied to the young girl because of her innocence.
The young girl nodded her head and asked, “I have a question though, do we have to give money to get hot dogs or anything?”
“Nope,” Ms. Allen gently shook her head no. “It’s all free. But listen to the person serving your hot dogs or any food, okay?”
The young girl nodded her head, and went off, before being called from Ms. Allen, “No running on the lake, please!”
The young girl slowed down her pace when Ms. Allen called to her, before being greeted by George and Harold, as Erica was behind them, holding Melvin’s hand.
Harold’s hair was covering his eyes, and Stephanie felt a little confused, mostly amused at how much he has.
“So, how were the rides?” Ms. Allen asked, kneeling down to their height.
“Awesome, Ms. Allen!” George responded. “The yellow ride is my favorite!”
“The blue one’s my favorite!” Harold added, before moving some hair from his face with his hand. “It had dolphin tubes!”
“I like the relaxing one because it helps my mind,” Erica spoke.
Melvin opened his mouth to say something, but could not choose which one that he likes!
They all seemed to be… ‘fun’ to him!
He felt eyes staring at him from the back of his head, as he frantically tried thinking of a way to tell them about what he likes.
“You couldn’t choose one?” Harold asked as Melvin sighed.
Melvin nodded his head in defeat, his grip around Erica’s hand loosen a bit.
He expected laughter from all four of them from his response but instead felt reassuring pats on his shoulder.
“It’s okay!” George spoke. “Harold didn’t know which movie that he liked either when we were watching a movie in our treehouse.”
Harold glanced away while blushing, chuckling to himself slightly.
“I can’t help it! They both are awesome!” Harold gently objected as Ms. Allen in the background was lightly snickering to herself.
Melvin thought to himself about what Harold said earlier.
They both are impressive to him, but it is okay not to choose which one is better than the other?
Ms. Allen smiled and got back up to her feet.
“It’s best if you all go ahead and eat something, it’s almost lunchtime.” She spoke, mentioning to the other kids lining up to eat some food. “But remember to listen to the person before eating your lunch.”
They nodded and went over to their spots, as Melvin was dragged along, still looking a little doubtful and confused.
Ms. Allen smiled a bit from his confusion, hoping that someday, he would understand and could learn from them entirely.
Maybe he could ask Edith for any coffee to help his head?
When he entered the cafeteria, he saw Ms. Allen sitting with George and Harold, talking to them happily while Melvin was in front of the three, listening to their conversation.
“Hey! It’s them!” His mood slightly changed into a growl.
Of course, he could not forget that one either.
Using only his eyes, he glanced down at his chest pocket, noticing that Captain Underpants was peeking out from the top, watching the boys eating and talking to each other.
“Is that Melvin with them?” Captain Underpants asked, also noticing him.
‘Yes, it’s them.’ Mr. Krupp mentally snapped, glancing away from him. ‘Now, get back in my pocket and be quiet!’
Captain Underpants did what he said and ducked back inside, as Mr. Krupp walked over to the group.
Ms. Allen glanced up from talking to the two boys and noticed him, with the same foul mood on his face.
“Ah, Mr. Krupp!” She happily chirped as she waved to him. “Good morning! How are you feeling now?”
George, Harold, and Melvin did the same thing, glancing over at him.
“Great.” He growled through his teeth, before repositioning himself and straightening his tie. “Did the boys do any pranks during the fishing?”
“Not what I think of.” Ms. Allen answered, rubbing the back of her neck from underneath all of her hair. “They were participating too, so, nothing happened during it. But strangely enough, there was no fish in the water either, so, it was a bummer.”
Mr. Krupp nodded his head, as the kids passed around him, looking scared as they finished their breakfast fast.
“Alright, I have something to tell you, Ms. Allen.” Mr. Krupp spoke, glaring at George and Harold as they both moved close to Ms. Allen, feeling a little frightened. “Keep a close eye on them if they do any pranks or anything fun. I want a simple, point actuate schedule for everyone!”
Ms. Allen was silent as he spoke, glaring at them both with daggers in his eyes.
“And if I catch them doing any pranks or anything in general to break the routine,” Mr. Krupp warned. “They will be separated forever!”
Ms. Allen paused for a moment, before nodding her head, gently wrapping her arms around them protectively as a mother would do to her children.
“Yes, sir.” She nodded her head. “I’ll keep an eye on them.”
“Melvin,” Mr. Krupp spoke, as Melvin turned to him. “You also would keep an eye on them if they caused anything to Ms. Allen and come to me if it gets out of hand, for extra credit.”
Melvin nodded his head as Ms. Allen looked slightly confused while George and Harold frowned, glancing at Melvin for a moment, before up at him.
He cleared his throat and said, “Now, I better be off and go get something to clear my head from that last incident.”
Mr. Krupp turned his back and walked away from the four, heading back over to the teacher’s cabin after exiting out of the cafeteria.
Ms. Allen removed her arms from George and Harold, as they both sighed in relief.
“Well, you were right about one thing, boys,” she spoke, as they glanced up at her. “He is insane about making everything organized and boring.”
“I know?!” Harold exclaimed. “This is why we break the rules so that the kids could have fun!”
Melvin frowned a little from what Harold said.
Ms. Allen paused for a moment, thinking to herself, mostly about Mr. Krupp in general.
“And, Melvin is keeping an eye on you two for extra credit?” Ms. Allen asked, pointing at him.
“Well, I always get extra credit,” Melvin spoke, answering to Ms. Allen’s question. “And, I tell the teachers if something is going on from those two trouble makers.”
“More like tattle on us,” George whispered as Ms. Allen looks a little suspicious.
Melvin glared at George as Ms. Allen rolled her eyes.
She glances back up at him, and it was an unusual look in her eyes.
It was not kindness and generosity.
It was more like suspiciousness.
That made Melvin feel a little worried about what she could be thinking about him.
“Tell you what, Melvin.” Ms. Allen spoke, placing her hands together. “You’ll also receive extra credit from me if you do us three a little favor.”
“What’s that?” Melvin asked, sounding confused.
“If you don’t tattle on George and Harold,” She mentioned to the kids sitting right next to her. “They’ll not do any pranks, okay?”
“What?!” George and Harold exclaimed, looking startled at her little deal.
“Really?” Melvin asked, looking a little surprised.
“Yes, I’ll keep my eye on them.” Ms. Allen assured Melvin as George and Harold glanced at each other worriedly from each side of her. “Is that a deal?”
She held out her right hand for a handshake to shake on the deal across the table, and Melvin hesitated when he saw something in her eyes.
They looked like they were glowing slightly, in a fiery blue color like her eye color.
“Deal.” Melvin finally spoke, shaking her hand.
Since she is an adult compared to him, it was a little bigger than his own hand.
She blinked, and the look in her eyes disappeared as a bright smile appeared on her face.
After shaking on the deal, she released Melvin’s hand, and he released hers, feeling a bit worried about what he could be dragged into.
“Great!” Stephanie beamed as she stood up from the table. “Let me just speak to George and Harold for a moment!”
With her arms, she gently wrapped them around their middles and picked them up, with her strength, unlike Mr. Krupp.
She did not seem like she was struggling to keep them up in her arms as she giggled softly.
After she had picked them both up from the seat, she walked over to the corner of the cabin, where no one could hear her talking to George and Harold.
Melvin glanced down and hummed to himself, thinking of that glow in her eyes.
He had never seen that happen before.
Is she more than what she is?
From the corner of his eye, he noticed that her hand-stitched bag was left on the table, and it was open.
Curious about what could be inside, he picked the bag up from the table across from his side and noticed that it was actually pretty light.
But, he remembered she usually put things that are heavy inside.
So, using his hand, he reached into the bag to get what could be inside, when he noticed he could stick his whole arm inside and there was no bottom!
Confusion and surprise replaced his curiosity, as he moved his arm out of it, startled that something that is the size of Ms. Allen’s forearm could be light and has no bottoms!
He flipped the bag over to look at the bottom to see if he had accidentally popped any stitches when he reached into it.
As he was flipping it over to check, he heard something clatter from out of the bag and landed on the table with a few other items.
The noise of the items caused him to jump from the sudden noises, but not to scream out.
Worried that he might have broken something from looking at the bag, he looked at what fell out, only to notice it was some sketch pencils and a drawing book.
His stomach twisted nervously at the thought of Ms. Allen being angry at him, so, quickly as he can without anyone coming into the cafeteria, he scooped the pencils up in one swift motion with his hand and placed it into the bag, when he stopped at the sketchbook.
What could she have drawn before?
His curiosity got the best of him, and he placed the bag down on the table.
Before he could pick the sketchbook up from the table, he hesitated for a moment, feeling anxious if he is going to be in trouble with another teacher.
But, he wanted to know what Ms. Allen has been doing before she became a teacher.
So, he picked the sketchbook up from the table.
The cover was a blue color, and the back was too.
He looked at the rim of the book and noticed her name was nowhere on it.
Melvin flipped back over to the cover, wondering to himself for a moment, before thinking about what she could be drawing.
Before he could open it, someone’s voice asked, “Melvin?”
Yelping, he fumbled with the book in his hands, before catching it.
Glancing over his shoulder, he noticed it was a girl, her arms crossed over her chest and an eyebrow raised.
“E-Erica!” Melvin stammered, clutching the book in his arms against his chest.
Erica is African-American and wears a teal green T-shirt under an aquamarine vest and has a large pom-pom hairstyle joined by a purple headband.
She also wears jeans and rain boots.
“Wh-What are you doing here?” Melvin stammered, his cheeks flustered.
“I came here to see what no good you’re up to,” Erica answered.
“O-Oh, I was just drawing something.” Melvin lied, glancing away slightly. “You know, science stuff?”
A pause came from Erica, as Melvin mentally panicked.
“Okay, just come outside, we’re going to go swimming from what I heard from Ms. Allen,” Erica spoke, before leaving him in the cabin.
After Erica left, Melvin sighed and removed the sketchbook from his chest, thinking to himself.
What does Ms. Allen draw inside the sketchbook?
Meanwhile, Ms. Allen is talking to George and Harold secretly, kneeling down to their height so that she can be comfortable.
“So, you want us to trust you?” George asked, sounding confused.
Ms. Allen nodded her head and pushed back a strand of hair over her ear.
“Yeah, trust me on this, okay?” Ms. Allen smirked. “Mr. Krupp will have his mind blown away when he sees something off.”
She giggled at the end and stood back up to her feet.
“Now, let me see what Melvin got into.” Ms. Allen walked back over to the table that they were sitting at, while George and Harold looked confused.
“Are you sure we can?” Harold asked, sounding unsure.
“Of course!” George replied. “You don’t want Mr. Krupp to see us without Melvin or Ms. Allen if we decided to prank? We will be separated forever, and we won’t let that happen again?”
Harold paused for a moment, before nodding his head, silently agreeing with him.
“Yeah.” He glanced back at George. “You do have a point.”
Meanwhile, with Melvin, he hurriedly placed the sketchbook into his backpack that he carried with him.
Once he had zipped it up, Ms. Allen’s voice asked, “Melvin, are you ready?”
Flinching, he glanced over at her and nodded his head.
“Y-Yeah, one minute!” Melvin called, slinging the backpack over his back. “But let me get changed into my swimming trunks in the cabin!”
Ms. Allen nodded her head and said, “George, Harold, are you two coming?”
“Could we get changed too?” Harold asked.
“Yeah, we can’t swim in your clothes,” George added.
“Sure, I’ll just wait out the cabin.” Ms. Allen nodded before exiting the cafeteria.
After she had left, George and Harold glanced at each other for a moment, before following after her.
Melvin also followed after them, thinking to himself about Ms. Allen too.
When they reached their cabin, George, Harold and Melvin entered, as Ms. Allen waited outside for them to change into their swimming gear.
Melvin quickly placed the sketchbook in one of his drawers without George and Harold noticing what he was doing, before getting into his swim shorts.
After getting into his swim gear, he puts on flip-flops and exited out of the cabin, without looking at George and Harold.
When he stepped out, he closed the cabin door behind his back, as Ms. Allen glanced at him when she heard the door open and smiled.
“You look nice, Melvin.” She gently remarked, winking.
“Er, thanks.” Melvin granted, glancing away, blushing a little.
Looped over one arm is his towel and carrying sunscreen in the other hand.
He was wearing a pair of orange swim shorts that reaches down to his knees.
“So, what are we going to do?” Melvin asked, glancing up at her from blushing.
“I don’t know,” Stephanie answered. “We could be doing laps from one side to the other of the lake, diving, or something.”
Melvin blinked at her in surprise.
“That’s what you did back at your home?” Melvin asked.
“Kind of.” Ms. Allen answered. “It’s what I do in the pool in the backyard of my home.”
“You had a swimming pool?” Melvin asked, sounding a little surprised from her response.
A slightly sad look appeared on her face after Melvin asked that question.
“Yeah… I did…” She softly spoke, pushing back a strand of hair.
Melvin noticed that he might have accidentally touched something sensitive, so, he instead went silent, glancing away from her.
After a moment of silence, Ms. Allen noticed he had collected a few items for swimming.
“Hey, uh, Melvin?” Ms. Allen spoke as he glanced back over at her. “What’s the sunscreen for?”
He glanced down at it and responded, noticing she was changing the subject, “It’s for keeping my skin normal without getting a tan. Don’t you know that?”
Ms. Allen nodded her head and bent down to his height a little, as he noticed that she does not look a little stuffy from wearing that sweater.
“Aren’t you going to swim with us?” Melvin asked as George and Harold came out of their cabin.
Ms. Allen winced when he asked, as she got back up to her height.
“Oh, no, I… I just can’t.” She answered, sounding worried as she placed her hands on her forearms.
“You don’t like deep water?” George guessed, asking her.
Ms. Allen paused for a moment, glancing away from them and rubbing her right arm with her left one.
Melvin noticed the look on Ms. Allen’s face that she looked scared and a little worried about being in a swimsuit.
Before Melvin could ask why she is scared, Mr. Krupp’s whistle blew, and Ms. Allen glanced over her shoulder, looking over at him.
“Alright, everyone, head over to the lake now!” Mr. Krupp called, as every student got out of their cabins. “Ms. Allen, you need to be at the docks for you to tell them what to do!”
Ms. Allen quiet nodded her head and followed them, still looking a bit uncomfortable.
When they got over to the lake, Mr. Krupp suddenly stopped walking, looking startled.
The other kids looked to see what Mr. Krupp was surprised about, only to see it was a water slide lake.
There were many types of play areas, types of slides, even some hot tubes too.
“Wh-What?!” Mr. Krupp exclaimed, startled from the sudden transformation of the lake. “I-I didn’t expect this!!!”
Then, he turned his attention to George and Harold, knowing too well of their pranks from the following years he went through.
“George! Harold!” He snapped at them as they both flinched before pointing at the slides. “Did you two do this?!”
“N-No!” Harold stammered, moving his hands up defensively.
“If we did, it would cost a lot of money if we called for help!” George responded.
“And our pranks wouldn’t be that far!” Harold added again. “Nor this creative either!”
Melvin looked a little distressed that he might have failed a test that he was given to.
Mr. Krupp had an unamused look on his face when Ms. Allen called to the kids, “Alright everyone!”
When they glanced over at her, she was carrying a lifeguard loop around one arm and has a whistle around her neck.
In her right hand, she is holding a hot dog in her hand, covered in ketchup, relish, and mustard.
“There is no running on the lake and no food in the water, okay?” Ms. Allen asked as the kids looked excited. “Now, first pick a place where you want to relax, before going into the lake. And have fun!”
The kids nodded their heads and quickly sped walked to get their places, as Melvin, George, Harold, and Mr. Krupp looked confused.
“YOU DID THIS?!” Mr. Krupp angrily yelled, his face red.
The kids flinched from his yell and quickly moved away from him.
Ms. Allen slightly turned her body around to him and slightly shrugged her shoulders to the response of his question.
“Mh, yeah, I did.” She smiled.
“HOW?!” Mr. Krupp bellowed. “WE DIDN’T EVEN SEE YOU CALL ANYONE OR BUILD ANY OF THIS IN THE BEGINNING!”
“Not forgetting creating all of this in one day,” Harold added, sounding surprised.
Mr. Krupp gave Harold a quick glare as he went quiet before glancing back at Ms. Allen.
Ms. Allen chuckled and fully turned towards them, as Mr. Krupp stomped up to her face.
“I thought I told you to keep an eye on them!” Mr. Krupp snapped at her in the face as she looked unfazed by his screaming. “Not to make more havoc! You’re going to-!”
He was suddenly interrupted when Ms. Allen gently shoved the hot dog that was in her hand into his mouth as he took a bite of it.
A confused look replaced his anger, as he moved his hand up to it, chewing the bite in his mouth.
Ms. Allen smiled gently and patted his cheek softly.
“I know, but I couldn’t help but agree with the other teachers.” Ms. Allen mentioned to the teachers, who were also in their swimming clothes, also picking some other spots and laying out their spare towels.
Out of surprise, Mr. Krupp spat the half-bitten hot dog out of his mouth, luckily catches it in his hand before it could land on the ground.
“Them too?!” He exclaimed. “I-I-! Wha-?!”
Chuckling, Ms. Allen placed her hand on his shoulder, smiling softly.
“Don’t you feel bored with doing the same things over and over?” Ms. Allen gently asked as he raised an eyebrow. “I already feel bored during that walk that we went through earlier on the weekend, but, this time, it’s my turn to show you what fun is.”
With a single digit of her left hand, she gently poked his chest, but it was not a hard poke.
“And you’re going to have to get used to it,” she smirked, as Mr. Krupp looked a bit confused.
She removed her hand from his shoulder and turned to George and Harold, kneeling down to their height.
“It’s best if you two go and pick your spots before it is all taken up.” Ms. Allen nodded as the two looked excited.
“Really?” George asked.
“Yeah, and,” She paused, and she reached behind her back for someone.
She gently took Melvin by the arm and dragged him in front of her from behind.
When he was in front of her, she gently placed both of her hands on his shoulders.
Melvin, on the other hand, looked confused about what she is going to do with him.
“Take Melvin with you. Show him what fun is too.” Ms. Allen smiled again.
Immediately, Melvin glanced up at her, with a shocked look on his face, as only babbles came from his throat.
They both nodded at the same time, and each gently grabbed his wrists with separate hands, dragging him with them as he looked unsure.
When they are in the distance away from the adults, Ms. Allen turned to Mr. Krupp and patted his cheek once more.
“Why don’t you have fun too?” Ms. Allen smirked slightly. “Someone does want to see you too.”
She moved her hand from his cheek and walked off, to check on the kids if any of them are breaking the few rules she gave out.
After Ms. Allen left Mr. Krupp in confusion, he was still holding the half-bitten hot dog in his hand that he had spat out before.
Mentally, his mind was telling him to fire her right now on the spot once he has the chance to meet her.
But, the other half of his mind was telling him that Ms. Allen could be right with what she means.
Then, a hand was gently tapped on his shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts and causing him to flinch a bit.
He glanced over to see who it is, only to get his face blushing a bright red color.
Standing behind him was a slightly blushing Edith, as she pushed back a strand of hair over her ear.
Edith was wearing a large sun hat, with a red dress that reaches down to her ankles, decorated with beautiful white flowers on it.
She was not wearing her yellow rubber gloves from work, and her hands look a bit smaller than Mr. Krupp’s, which looked really adorable.
From underneath the dress, she is also wearing a light red bikini, that has a small skirt.
The bikini made his face redder, almost to the tips of his ears as he bit his bottom lip internally.
It was surprising that he had not dropped the half-bitten hot dog in his hand.
To top it off, she is wearing a pair of flip-flops too.
“Hello, Principal Krupp!” She greeted him, her cheeks blushing too. “H-How are you?”
“B-b-bubba bobba hob-hobba-hobba wah-wah...” Mr. Krupp stammered, unable to say anything to her.
She was beautiful, and he could not help but not to look away from her.
Edith chuckled and gently wrapped her arm over Mr. Krupp’s, as his cheeks blushed a bit more.
“Shall we get a spot?” Edith asked, mentioning to the sand.
Mr. Krupp shook his head to snap out of his daze, gathering his wits together.
After shaking his head, he nodded, before taking a bite from the hot dog in his hand.
Meanwhile, George and Harold dragged Melvin over to a large empty spot on the sand and stopped, before releasing his wrists.
“Wh-What are we doing?” Melvin stammered, feeling nervous about doing a prank at the teachers.
Or worse, getting in trouble with the teachers.
But, George and Harold placed their belongings on the ground, before turning to Melvin.
Melvin had already placed his belongings on the ground and spreading out his spare towel.
They both hum to themselves in sync as they placed a finger against their chin.
A nervous feeling grew inside of Melvin, worried about what they are thinking about him.
“We gotta do something about your glasses,” George spoke, sounding a bit worried about him. “You can’t see well without them, right?”
Melvin quietly nodded his head, before taking them off, revealing he has black doe eyes too.
“I can see slightly, but,” He paused as he squinted, trying to see clearly. “I can’t see who is who precisely. Everything around me is blurry.”
He was right because there is a black blur standing in front of him with a blond one next to it.
George nodded his head and glanced over at Harold, as Melvin placed his glasses on.
“Don’t you have any contact lenses you carry?” Harold asked.
“No, even if I do, it would cause eye infections and irritation from the water and could damage my eyes,” Melvin answered, pushing his glasses into place.
George and Harold slightly winced when Melvin explained what would happen if he did put on any contact lenses in.
“So, one of us has to stay with him just in case if he gets into someone or something?” Harold asked, mentioning to him.
George nodded his head, and glanced over at Melvin asking, “Do have a case for your glasses?”
“Of course,” He took it out of his pocket and revealed it to them. “I always take it with me.”
It was in an orange color like his hair.
“Okay, put your glasses away and trust us with this, okay?” George spoke, smiling slightly.
Melvin hesitated for a moment, feeling unsure of what ideas they are getting, but decided to go along for the ride.
After taking the glasses off of his face, he placed them in the case that he has with him.
He closed it and placed it by the sunscreen that he carried with him too.
Melvin squinted a little as he watched one of the blurs walked over to him and gently took his hand.
“Come on, I know a ride that you’ll like!” George spoke before leading him away from the spot they were.
Meanwhile, Ms. Allen continued watching the kids from the grass, gently smiling to herself as she scanned the horizon.
The kids and adults played in the water, swimming, and playing chicken fight with a few other kids.
Others played on the water slides and laid on the sand for a suntan.
“Ms. Allen?” She turned towards the sound of the voice, to see George and Harold, as George has Melvin behind him, holding his hand.
Melvin, on the other hand, was squinting a lot, and he noticed a towering blue blur in front of him.
Mentally, he remembered that towering blue blur was Ms. Allen.
“Yes, what is it?” Ms. Allen responded as Melvin glanced up at her, squinting a bit to see her better instead of seeing a big blue blur in front of him.
“Could we try the water slides?” Harold asked as Melvin flinched a bit.
Truthfully, he had never tried any of the water slides before.
And he was not too positive if he could try them in the first place.
A pause came from Ms. Allen, then, she said, “You may, but only two people on each slide. You can try taking turns with Melvin.”
A light blush appeared on Melvin’s cheeks as he gently squeezed George’s hand to let him know he was embarrassed.
“Uh, we can’t stand two minutes apart, Ms. Allen,” Harold spoke, sounding a bit anxious. “Plus, I have separation anxiety.”
Melvin perked a little from what Harold said, wondering how he got that from?
Ms. Allen paused, thinking to herself again with an idea of a way to help them.
“Maybe I could help?” Melvin’s heart skipped a beat when he heard that familiar voice asked.
It was Erica’s voice.
He turned towards the voice, but could not see where she is.
“I’m over here, Melvin.” Melvin turned the other way, before encountering another black blur, but wearing something purple with the mixture of brown.
Immediately, his cheeks flustered more.
“What are you going to do with him, Erica?” George asked.
“Nothing, just helping you two enjoying time together instead of taking turns with him,” Erica explained.
A slight shameful look appeared on his face as he glanced down.
“So, you are going to take turns with him like us?” Harold asked.
“Yeah, first is you, George, then Harold, then me, okay?” Erica explained.
Melvin was not sure if they had nodded their heads, but guessed they did.
Soon, he was dragged over to one of the rides and slowly climbed up the steps.
His heart beats in a panic, worried something terrible would happen to him, or George that is holding his hand.
As soon as they reached the top, George stopped and waited for their turn, as Melvin started trembling a bit.
They were pretty high up in the air, and he was worried that this makeshift water slide might fall over from the weight of the kids waiting in line.
“G-George?” Melvin stammered, gripping his hand tightly.
The black blur in front of him turned back to him, as Melvin was shaking from head to toe.
“What’s wrong, Melvin?” George asked, responding to his call.
“I-I’m scared,” Melvin spoke, trembling like a leaf.
He continued shaking, expecting George to laugh at him for what he said to him, but instead placed a hand on his, as he flinched slightly.
“Don’t worry,” George assured him as he looked slightly confused about his assurance. “Harold was scared too, when we both were on the water slides back at an amusement part. But, I helped him to be brave. Now, I am doing the same thing to you like him.”
Melvin paused for a moment before taking a deep breath, gathering his courage together to try not to show any fear to George and said, “Alright, I’m ready.”
The black blur nodded its head and turned back over to the side of the water slide.
When they were close, George spoke, “I’m going to be the first one to get onto the tube. Then, I’ll lead you onto it, okay?”
Melvin shakily nodded his head and followed George, as he felt him step onto the tube.
Then, it was Melvin’s turn to step onto it.
Being careful, Melvin slowly got onto the tube too, along with the help from one of the students.
“Ready?” the student asked, waiting for their permission.
Instantly, he regretted going with them to have “fun.”
Before he could reply to what the student asked, George instead responded before him, “Ready!”
Immediately, Melvin gripped the handle on the side of the tube, his heart skipping a beat as he yelped quietly to himself.
The student that was helping to hold the tube for them gently pushed it towards the slide, as a slight whine of panic came from Melvin.
His hand tightly squeezed George’s hand, shaking like a leaf as they inched closer to the edge of the slide.
This is not what he is expecting everything to be.
Then, the ride began.
They zoomed forward and tightly turned corners, as Melvin gritted his teeth, tightly holding George’s hand and the handle on the other.
George was whooping as they went along the ride, as Melvin stayed quiet, gritting his teeth and clenching his hands.
Then, they suddenly passed over something bright, and Melvin glanced up, noticing that there was clear plastic over their heads, revealing the sky.
Then, the clear plastic over their heads disappeared, as they went around into a spiral, George is whooping and crying out in happiness, as Melvin was gripping both the handle and his hand, gritting his teeth still.
Soon, they came out of the tunnel and into the water, as Melvin finally released his teeth and was shakily breathing in and out.
“That. Was.” George released his hand, as Melvin did the same thing, leaving a hand-shaped form on it. “AWESOME!”
George lifted his hands up over his head after saying the last time, laughing to himself.
Melvin glanced over at him, looking a little confused, mostly a little shaken up from the ride he experienced.
“Harold!” George called over to him. “You gotta try the ride! It’s awesome!”
Melvin was silent the whole time, glancing up at the ride they went through, before back over at George.
Was it really ‘fun?’
After they got out of the tube, as George helped Melvin out on his side, mostly getting his grip released from the strap he clutched onto.
Once Melvin was off, and into the lake water, which was a little cold for him, George placed it on the lifter to get up to the ride they went on.
Melvin was still thinking to himself about what he had experienced as George was putting the tube away for the other kids to try, mostly trying to figure out if it is what he guesses it could be.
“Come on!” George once again took his hand, snapping him out of his thoughts and waddled towards where he thinks Harold is. “Let’s see which one Harold wants to pick next!”
A slightly concerned look appeared on his face as he was gently tugged out of the slightly cold water.
When they came up to them, Harold was talking to Erica as Erica was listening to him.
“Oh, hi, George!” Harold greeted before noticing something. “Your hand is a little red.”
Melvin noticed what is going on and quickly released his hand, a little ashamed for gripping it tightly.
“It’s okay, Melvin was just a little scared,” George explained as Melvin’s blush brightened a bit more.
“Melvin was scared?” Erica asked, sounding a bit confused.
“Yeah, I think his parents didn’t have time to let him go play or go outside since they were doing scientist things,” George spoke, as Melvin looked more ashamed. “But this is his first time having fun!”
Melvin perked a little when he heard that, a little confused at how nice they were acting.
“So, which one you wanna pick, Harold?” George asked, walking away from Melvin.
“Oh, there’s a lot to pick!” Harold exclaimed, pausing for a moment before saying, “Maybe that one?”
Melvin looked confused about which one he pointed at, so he stubbornly glanced over at which slide, only to see blurs.
“Alright, but remember to always stay with him, Harold!” George warned before Harold took off, grabbing Melvin by the left wrist.
Melvin was dragged over to another slide, as he glanced up at it, noticing it was in a different color than the other one he was on.
The previous one that he was on was in yellow, as this one was in a blue color.
Harold excitedly climbed up the steps, as Melvin was following after him, feeling a little tired from being dragged around by the two.
Soon, they reached the top of the slide, and Melvin can feel that Harold was excited by how his hand was gripping.
“C-Calm down, Harold.” Melvin stammered. “At this rate, you might bounce off the walls.”
“I-I can’t!” Harold responded. “Oh my gosh, are those dolphin floaties?!”
‘Okay, that was unexpected.’ Melvin thought to himself.
Soon, it was their turn when the first two people went, leaving them to be next.
Melvin’s heart started beating faster when they came closer.
When the two kids went off, Melvin noticed there was someone there, helping them on the tubes.
The blur has beige skin and some brown hair.
Melvin felt self-conscious about who that might be.
“Could I be in front, Bo?” Harold excitedly asked as Melvin flinched from the name.
“Sure!” Bo responded as Harold released Melvin’s hand.
Melvin watched as the blond blur was being picked up by the beige blur before it turned to him.
“Is he your friend?” Bo asked, turning to Harold.
Melvin stood there, slightly shaking as he wrung his hands together in worry.
“Yeah! We’re teaching him about fun!” Harold responded as Melvin looked surprised.
Does he respect him as a friend?
A pause came from the giant blur named Bo, as Melvin sweat a little in fear.
“Okay.” was the only response from Bo before being picked up by him.
Melvin stiffened when he was picked up from underneath the armpits, worried that Bo might toss him over the edge of the water slide tower.
Instead of being tossed in the air over the side of the water tower, Bo gently placed Melvin behind Harold on the dolphin tube.
Melvin was shaking like a leaf from encountering Bo, mostly from the idea of going on another heart-thumping ride.
So, he instead wrapped his arms around Harold’s middle, just for keeping himself on the dolphin.
After he had wrapped his arms around Harold, he once again regretted what he chose and wanted off the dolphin.
But something inside of him stopped him from calling out to Bo to get him off, as he felt confused.
Maybe his joints froze when he was too scared?
“Ready?” Bo asked, speaking from behind Melvin’s head.
“I’m ready, Bo!” Harold excitedly spoke, almost bouncing up and down on the dolphin tube.
Melvin mentally cringed to himself with the idea that he had with him, mostly blaming Ms. Allen for letting them drag him along.
But, as soon as Bo gently pushed the dolphin forward, it dipped down for a moment, and Melvin’s grip around his middle tightened a bit.
Harold whooped in excitement as the dipping stopped and took a turn, acting as if they were on a bobsled.
Then, they entered a tunnel-less area, where it was like a whirlpool, as the ridges were over adult height.
Soon, they went into another tunnel, diving faster down the slide as Melvin’s grip around Harold is loose a bit, as he watched the blurry scenery around him go past.
Then, they suddenly went up and launched into the air, as Harold whooped in happiness, and Melvin screamed from the sudden launch, as his grip turned into a death clamp.
They landed back onto the slide and Melvin shakily sighed, as Harold was shakily panting, his voice slightly hoarse from crying out.
Then, they exited out of the tunnel and across the top of the lake.
Harold cried out in excitement as Melvin cried out in startlement.
They both tumbled off the dolphin at the same time and went into the water.
The water was not freezing anymore like the last time that Melvin entered.
Melvin got up from the water, dripping head to toe.
His orange hair was covering his eyes slightly but can still see.
Somewhat since he is not wearing his glasses.
He looked around for Harold in a slight panic, when something appeared in front of him, causing him to yelp out and fall back into the water.
“That was awesome!” Harold’s voice came, confirming that blonde blur is him.
Then, the blonde blur turned to where Melvin thinks is where George and Erica are, saying, “George, you have to try the blue one! It’s fun!”
“Other side, Harold!” George spoke. “And push back your hair!”
Melvin paused for a moment, thinking to himself about the ride that he went onto, before glancing up at it.
“Melvin!” Melvin glanced back at Harold, as he had already placed the dolphin away for the other kids to have a turn.
He waddled over to him through the water and gently took his hand.
“Come on, it’s Erica’s turn!” Harold spoke, quickly walking through the water to get to them.
Melvin’s cheeks blushed when he mentioned Erica.
Once they got over to them, Harold released his wrist and got over to George, talking to each other about the rides they went on.
Then, a gentle hand took his, as he glanced away from the ground, noticing another black blur was next to him and wearing purple.
His blush went up another shade when he met up with Erica.
“Hey, wanna go on a ride?” Erica asked, not sounding annoyed about him.
“S-S-Sure!” Melvin stammered, before glancing away from her, fanning his face to stop heating up.
After he agreed with her, Erica gently leads him towards a more relaxing one, which is a little okay for Melvin, but could ease his mind off from the two that lead him to their slides.
“Why here?” Melvin asked, sounding confused.
“Because I want to talk to you, Melvin,” Erica spoke, before getting on a tube, and letting Melvin follow her.
Melvin silently climbed onto the tube, before being released at the right time of a large patch of emptiness.
After an awkward moment of silence, Erica was the first one to break the ice between both of them.
“Uh, you let go of my hand now, Melvin.” Melvin glanced down at his hand and noticed he was still holding hers.
“Oh,” He quickly released his hand and moved it towards his body, slightly ashamed for keeping her hand in his. “S-Sorry.”
Another moment of awkward silence, and Erica asked, “How are George and Harold so far?”
“Confusing.” Melvin quickly answered. “I just don’t get it! I thought they were just so immature! But, they instead are “teaching” me of fun!”
Erica was quiet for a moment, listening to his words without any signs of boredom on her.
“I-I accept the fact that I need to stay close with them in case if they are in trouble for extra credit, but this is not what I was expecting!” Melvin continued, before stopping. “Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“Yeah, I understand.” Erica nodded her head, turning her body towards him. “Have they already told you about what they are diagnosed with?”
Startled, he turned to her, looking slightly confused.
“D-Diagnosed with what?” Melvin stammered, sounding a bit more worried about them.
Mentally, from the back of his head, he wonders why he was worried about them.
Erica sighed and said, “They never told you?”
“I never asked them,” Melvin added, glancing away from her.
Another pause came from between the two of them, as Melvin felt embarrassed that he was too stubborn to ask them of their weird behaviors.
“Maybe if you ask them, they could explain to you about what they are diagnosed with,” Erica assured, patting Melvin’s shoulder with her hand.
Melvin paused for a moment, feeling unsure of what Erica assured him with, but wanted to know why they are acting strange.
So, he glanced back over to her and nodded his head.
“Alright, I’ll try talking to them.” Melvin sighed, feeling a bit unsure about what he was going to do next.
Erica glanced away for a moment, as Melvin thought to himself about his decision, wondering if it could be okay to talk to them.
Although he gets easily angry with them from the slightest thing they do, like eating too loudly, tapping their fingers or something that they do when they are bored.
“Hey, is that Edith and Principal Krupp?” Erica asked as Melvin glanced over his shoulder to where she pointed to, snapping out of his thoughts.
Despite not wearing his glasses, he could see what the colors are of the clothes Edith is wearing, but there was a green color next to where she is sitting.
Erica noticed that Melvin was having trouble seeing what she means to, so, she moved over to where he is and started explaining to him.
Melvin’s face turned red when she got closer to his body, feeling like he was going to faint at any moment.
“Wh-What’s going on?” Melvin stammered, trying to get his mind back on track.
“Well, I see Mr. Krupp in a vacation outfit, with shorts and flip-flops,” Erica responded, explaining to him of what is going on. “And he’s flirting with Miss. Edith.”
Melvin chuckled awkwardly from what she had explained to him, as he glanced away from her.
The whole time they were in the lazy pool, that goes around in a slow circle, they talked to each other, getting to know about each other slowly.
Meanwhile, on the shore, Stephanie watched the crowd of kids and teachers relaxing on their spots.
Sometimes they would play in the lake, along with going on the rides.
Everyone looked happy, including Mr. Krupp with Edith.
This is what she had planned.
Glancing down at her right hand, she flipped it over to the palm and stared at it for a moment.
A soft glow came from her steel-blue eyes as she stared at her hand, thinking of something in the back of her head.
“Ms. Allen?” A young girl’s voice asked her as she snapped out of her trance.
The glow in her eyes was gone in an instant after she had blinked.
She glanced down at the girl, as she asked, “Why are you staring at your hand?”
She paused for a moment, before responding, “I am staring down at my hand because I was checking if I got any sunburns.”
Ms. Allen had white lied to the young girl because of her innocence.
The young girl nodded her head and asked, “I have a question though, do we have to give money to get hot dogs or anything?”
“Nope,” Ms. Allen gently shook her head no. “It’s all free. But listen to the person serving your hot dogs or any food, okay?”
The young girl nodded her head, and went off, before being called from Ms. Allen, “No running on the lake, please!”
The young girl slowed down her pace when Ms. Allen called to her, before being greeted by George and Harold, as Erica was behind them, holding Melvin’s hand.
Harold’s hair was covering his eyes, and Stephanie felt a little confused, mostly amused at how much he has.
“So, how were the rides?” Ms. Allen asked, kneeling down to their height.
“Awesome, Ms. Allen!” George responded. “The yellow ride is my favorite!”
“The blue one’s my favorite!” Harold added, before moving some hair from his face with his hand. “It had dolphin tubes!”
“I like the relaxing one because it helps my mind,” Erica spoke.
Melvin opened his mouth to say something, but could not choose which one that he likes!
They all seemed to be… ‘fun’ to him!
He felt eyes staring at him from the back of his head, as he frantically tried thinking of a way to tell them about what he likes.
“You couldn’t choose one?” Harold asked as Melvin sighed.
Melvin nodded his head in defeat, his grip around Erica’s hand loosen a bit.
He expected laughter from all four of them from his response but instead felt reassuring pats on his shoulder.
“It’s okay!” George spoke. “Harold didn’t know which movie that he liked either when we were watching a movie in our treehouse.”
Harold glanced away while blushing, chuckling to himself slightly.
“I can’t help it! They both are awesome!” Harold gently objected as Ms. Allen in the background was lightly snickering to herself.
Melvin thought to himself about what Harold said earlier.
They both are impressive to him, but it is okay not to choose which one is better than the other?
Ms. Allen smiled and got back up to her feet.
“It’s best if you all go ahead and eat something, it’s almost lunchtime.” She spoke, mentioning to the other kids lining up to eat some food. “But remember to listen to the person before eating your lunch.”
They nodded and went over to their spots, as Melvin was dragged along, still looking a little doubtful and confused.
Ms. Allen smiled a bit from his confusion, hoping that someday, he would understand and could learn from them entirely.
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