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"I feel bad for the poor person who gets stuck with that in the future"
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"Ugh! Why won't the shadow staff make a portal?" Claire exclaims in frustration.
Claire and I were currently attempting to learn how to use our staffs (properly) in the Hero's forge. Draal had volunteered to help, and who were we to deny help from a big troll?
Draal steps over, placing his large hand on the staff to stop Claire from swinging it.
"Slow down young one. You must learn to empower the staff itself." Draal says calmly.
"Exactly young one, leave this to the pros" I joke as I twirl my staff around before accidentally hitting Draal on the head making him grunt. "Ooh. Sorry blue dude"
"Focus! Imbue it with your will." Draal says. "The stronger the emotions, the greater-" He is then cut off by grunts coming from another part of the room.
Toby was swinging his fists into Aaarrrgghh's palm, ranting about Claire and I as he did so. He was going on about us being undeserving of staffs and how we're barely in the team.
"Ignore him Claire, your doing great" I say as we hear Toby bitching about us.
"Careful now" Draal says as me and Claire swing our staffs at each other."The Shadow Staff is a weapon of great-Whoa!... power."
Draal pauses as Claire's staff just misses my face.
"Are you trying to take my head off!" I exclaim at Claire with a small laugh.
"Oh gosh! Sorry" Claire apologises as she glances to her staff in frustration."Why won't this thing work?"
Claire cried out before jumping back—a small black portal appearing from the staff infront of her.
"You did it!" I yell as I side hug her.
"She did it!" Draal says with a smile.
"Whoa! I made a portal!" Claire says excitedly as she jumps around.
I laugh to myself as I watch her skip for joy.
"Did you see that? I made a portal!" Claire announces again.
"Yes Claire, we saw" I laugh.
"Yeah, if we need to teleport an olive or a baby mouse." Toby says bitterly.
Toby then makes the stupid decision to accidentally swing his broom towards Claire—whacking her right in the face.
"Oops" He chuckles making me narrow my eyes.
"Watch it carrot head" I snarl while pointing my staff towards him.
Toby scoffs before muttering something incoherent under his breath.
"What did you just say?" Claire asks while glaring at him.
"I said you both have awesome staffs and you both totally deserve it. Even though you both lost the Killstone." Toby mumbles the last part, but we both heard it.
"Excuse me, Mr. God King, you were the one in charge of getting the stone and you blew it!" Claire exclaims.
"Exactly! Your the one who had it! But you had to open your large mouth and shout it to the world!" I yell with a glare on my face.
Toby growls before he swings his broom at me—my eyes widening as I quickly dodge it. Claire yells before swinging her staff at Toby and soon we're all just wildly swinging our weapons at each other, screaming and yelling at eachother in blind rage.
"-and if Jim were here-" I start to say before Toby cuts me off.
"But Jim's not here, Newbie. You know where he is? Jim's getting chewed out right now by ghosts because of your butterfingers!" Toby says bitterly.
"Funny enough, I recall it being your big, annoying mouth!" I exclaim as I swing my staff, only just missing his head.
"And who are you calling newbie!" Claire yells in anger.
"I've been eaten by a troll. What have you done?" Toby sasses.
"We've been keeping your annoying butt alive" I exclaim as I hit my staff on his stomach, making him fall to the ground with a small groan.
"Oh, yeah? Well, I've been there for Jim since the beginning" Toby exclaims as he stands up and tosses his broom at Claire—said girl quickly move out of the way.
I narrow my eyes as Claire and I simultaneously point our staffs at Toby—ready to practice with our new target.
"Get down!" Jim's voice suddenly yells towards Toby as he runs towards us.
He tackles Toby to the floor right before a portal opened up where Toby just was—a F/c energy blast going right through it.
"O-oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" Claire immediately says.
"I'm not" I say as I go to hit Toby with my staff before Jim quickly grabs my arms and pulls me away from Toby as I struggle to get him.
"Alright feisty pants, that's enough" Jim says with a nervous laugh.
Toby didn't waste a second before he stood up and pointed an accusing finger at Claire and I.
"Jim! They tried to kill me" Toby yells in shock.
"And I'll do it again" I huff as I go to attack him making Jim quickly grab my waist and pull me away, again.
"Stop! Enough! The council was right!" Jim yells loudly, immediately causing us all to go quiet.
"What did my father say?" Draal questions.
"He said that we need to step it up. And that's not just coming from him, that's coming from me too. Our task ahead just got harder. If we want all the stones, the path now goes through Angor Rot. And we all know what that means. Even the council doesn't know how to stop him. We all need to pull our weight and that goes for me, too. That means more training, work harder-" Jim started to explain but is cut off by Claire.
"I'll do whatever it takes" Claire says as she twirls her staff.
"Brown noser. We'll do whatever it takes. But if the rookies here get to rock a sweet weapon, I get to rock a sweet weapon, too!" Toby says as he looks around, before his eyes land on a orange hammer in a pile of junk.
"Oh" Toby says excitedly as he ran over to it. "War hammer!"
Toby then attempted to pick it up—but failed.
Me and Claire look at each other and try and hold in a laugh.
"See?" He grunts as he barely holds onto the hammer. "It's not that heavy"
Before anyone could respond, Bagdwella (a citizen of trollmarket) ran in—crying for Jim.
"Troll-Troll-Trollhunter, It's urgent!" She cries.
"Heard that before" I mumble to Claire.
"What is it? Is everything okay?" Jim asks frantically.
"I have a package I need delivered to my sister, Sagdwella!" She exclaims as she shoves the package into Jim's chest.
"She lives under a trailer park in Oo- tah." She explains.
"Wait a minute. You want me to mail something?" Jim asks before he pushes the mail back towards her, but she stopped it—the two shoving it back and forth, neither giving up.
"Your post office is more efficient than our carrier mice trolls. I suppose they don't eat the parcels either. You're supposed to answer every call." She exclaims.
"I don't think mail is what the Trollhunters had in mind." Jim says.
"This is a call!" She exclaims frantically.
Jim sighs before reluctantly grabbing the package as she rummages for something.
"Ah, fine. Jim the mailman. Why not?" Jim sighs.
"Has a good ring to it" I joke as I nudge his arm making him let out a small laugh.
"The address. Whatever you do, do not open it!" She got extremely close, moving her hair from her other eye and her tone becoming threatening. "I've got my eye on you"
Jim turned, glancing at the box before Toby grunted, pulling all the attention to him as he struggled to stand but held the hammer straight up.
"Hey Jim, look at me! I got it! I got it!" He lost his balance, nearly dropping it. As he tried to keep it steady, he nearly took off Jim and I's heads if we hadn't ducked.
"Watch it ginger!" I yell.
"I don't got it! I don't got it! I don't got it, I don't got it, I-" He yells frantically before crashing into tons of items.
Idiot.
"Ohh, everything hurts." He groans as Claire and I look to eachother and laugh at the boys pain.
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The next day we all crowded around Jim's locker, chatting about the box that Jim now has to mail.
"So, what's in the box?" Claire asks as we all look to the box that's currently sitting in Jim's locker.
"It doesn't matter, we're not gonna open it" Jim sighs as Claire and I start booing.
Jim narrows his eyes at us-the two of us quickly shutting up.
Toby put himself under Jim's arm, stopping Jim from closing the locker.
"Yeah guys, it doesn't matter" Toby says snappily before he moved out of the way, Jim going to shut his locker but Toby gasped Jim's arm, shaking it and rattling the locker door.
"But aren't you curious, though? There could be like a tiny creature in there that can't breathe, Jimbo! Or an Itty-bitty troll king whose little kingdom needs saving!" Toby says excitedly before his eyes catch something behind us—a dreamy gasp leaving his lips.
Jim, Claire and I quickly follow his line of sight, only to find the mole waving at us before walking off.
"Oh! Or my soulmate!" Toby sighs dreamily.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait. Your telling me that you have a crush on the person in the mole outfit?" I ask with wide eyes.
Why was I not aware of this?
"I'll explain later" Jim mumbles to me as he slams his locker door shut.
I am holding him to that.
"Guys, it doesn't matter because at lunch, I'm taking it straight to the post office. Easy win, for once." Jim explains, going back to the original topic of conversation that didn't involve Toby's weird crush on our mascot.
"What?" Steve says, clearing having heard the last part of our conversation.
Jim slyly rolls his eyes as the four of us turn to face Steve—watching the blonde menacingly walk over to us.
"You think you're gonna win today, Lame Junior? The Touch-A-Truck-athon is mine. It's the ultimate test of endurance, and no one can touch like me. Am I right, Ladies?" He had shoved the two boys out of his way, holding Claire and I's hands with a sly smirk on his face.
"Ugh, in your dreams" Claire replied as she ripped her hand out of his grasp.
"Gross" I gag, repeating Claire's actions.
Steve looked at Jim, making an explosion noise and a gesture with his hands before cackling as he walked off.
"I feel bad for the poor person who gets stuck with that in the future" I grimace.
"Aww, poor Steve. I think he's becoming unhinged." Toby says.
"Oh, man, the Truck-athon's today? That's gonna take all day!" Jim stresses as I place my hand on his shoulder, rubbing it for comfort.
"Then let me deliver the package. How hard could it be? And Y/n can watch you to make sure nothing happens" Claire says with a shrug of her shoulders, turning and giving me a sly wink.
Number one Wingwoman.
"Uh, you mean, we can deliver it" Toby says like it's obvious.
"Bagdwella wanted me to deliver it." Jim tells them.
"Focus, Jim. We're trying to win Spring King, remember? We can be cool?" Toby says.
"Like that's ever going to happen" I mumble as Claire lets out a laugh.
"You mean you want to be cool." Jim replies with a roll of his eyes.
"Semantics! You already won the first challenge, If you ace this, you'll be locked in to be king. Then I'll be duke." Toby says with an excited smile."Win this and you won't have to worry about any more of these stupid things. It's a win-win"
"You said we need to step-up." Claire reminds.
"Guys, troll mail... Not what I meant" Jim deadpans.
"This is their chance to show you Jim, they can handle it" I reassure as Jim looks at me with conflicted eyes before sighing.
"Just remember, don't open the box." He reminds them before Toby ripped it from his hands.
Jim fished for the address before reluctantly handing it to the two, still looking unsure of the whole ordeal.
"Don't worry, Dude. Postmaster Toby and his assistant, Claire, will handle with care" Toby says before yelping as he almost drops the box—letting out a nervous laugh before he and Claire run off.
Jim and I watch them go with unsure eyes. No matter how much I vouched for them, I truly believe that they are gonna fuck this up.
"This was a bad idea" Jim says as we stare at them.
"It'll be fine, have some faith" I say as we watch Toby nearly bang into a door making me wince.
"Faith huh?" He questions as he looks at me with a smirk. "Since when are you the optimistic one?"
"Since everyone else became the moody downers" I reply back as I ruffle his hair. "Now come on, you have a crown to win"
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Authors note:
Splitting this episode because long chapters take so long to write and it slowly kills me
Also I found a monster high puzzle on my shelf from when I was little and started doing it and then I realised how much I hate puzzles lol
Hope you enjoyed this chapter :)