All that glitters is not Gogh

School

"Dad hurry up, I'm gonna be late!"

Bionic Ben limped quickly, or 'Swiftly' as his wife would say, rushing to the doorway.

"Hold on Baylor, I'm coming," He barley whispered.

Ben had felt sick for days. The wiring in his leg and neck had not been working well.

"Ben if you don't feel up to it, I can teach your class." Taylor said.

"No, I can do this, hold on."

Even though Ben was rushing, he was still limping down the huge staircase in the Franklin Mansion. I mean, how fast do you expect a 1,300 year old man to walk?

Eventually he made it to the bottom.

Ben gasped for breathe. Baylor rolled her eyes at her super old dad. Like why couldn't he just teleport, like everyone else? I guess he just doesn't have swag, Baylor thought. (Swag was making a comeback.)

Ben started to limp out the doorway and eventually made it to the porter outside. It was a long tall box that transported to another identical box.

There were many outside. One to Sponge Gogh's house, and of course, one to school.

Ben had to come with Baylor today, he taught a class once a week about himself, ancient history in general.

Ben was about to walk into the porter when it happenned.