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๐๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ฉ๐ก
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ง๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‡๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‡๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐†๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐๐ฅ๐š๐ง
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ƒ๐š๐ญ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐†๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฑ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐–๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ ๐Ž๐Ÿ ๐‹๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ-๐“๐š๐ฅ๐ž-๐“๐จ๐ญ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‡๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ง๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐…๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐Œ๐ซ. ๐’๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ ๐†๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐–๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ง
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ฐ ๐„๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐˜๐ž๐š๐ซ๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐’๐ž๐ฆ๐ข-๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฑ๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‹๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐…๐š๐ซ๐ค๐ฅ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‘๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ฒ๐ญ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‡๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐Œ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฌ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐”๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐“๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐จ๐ง๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐ฌ: ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐ฌ: ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐“๐ฐ๐จ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐ฌ: ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‡๐จ๐ฅ๐ข๐๐š๐ฒ ๐‚๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ฌ๐ข๐ฑ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ก๐๐š๐ฒ ๐’๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ฌ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐’๐“๐„๐Œ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ˆ๐ฌ๐š๐›๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š'๐ฌ ๐’๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‹๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐Œ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฒ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐จ๐ง๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐–๐ข๐ง๐๐จ๐ฐ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‹๐ž๐ ๐š๐œ๐ฒ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‡๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐’๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐‡๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐’๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐“๐ฐ๐จ
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ซ๐ข๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ฌ๐ข๐ฑ- ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐”๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ž
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ฌ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐“๐ซ๐ฎ๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ฒ๐š
๐œ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ฒ-๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐Œ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐’๐ค๐ข ๐‹๐จ๐๐ ๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž
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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐄𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐌𝐫. 𝐒𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥

"You stood up for Lucas and not me." Maya told Riley as they were in the school.

"I didn't stand up for Lucas." Riley denied.

"You didn't disagree with him!" Maya yelled at Riley.

"Well, when you really think about it he wasn't really wrong." Riley tried to reason.

"Who cares?!" Maya exclaimed.

"Oh, right and wrong don't matter now?" Riley asked her.

"The only thing that matters now is you and me." Maya told her. "When have I ever not stood up for you?"

"When I'm wrong." Riley responded.

"You're always wrong." Maya told her causing her to gasp. "Or you're always right. Who cares I don't listen I just stick up for you automatically."

"Ooh, chick fight!" Zay exclaimed as he got closer to the group. "Chick fight right here, ladies and gentlemen. One dollar to see the shocker by the lockers." He then sat next to Lucas. "Brought to you by Zay Babineaux Enterprise."

"Knock it off." Isabella whispered yelled at him slapping him upside the head.

"I'm not gonna be the cause of this." Lucas told Maya and Riley as he walked up to them.

"Too late, Huckleberry." Maya madly told him.

"Yeah, huckleberry." Zay laughed to himself.

"You know why it happened, Maya?" Lucas asked her as Isabella walked up to the lockers leaning against them. "All you do is call me names. I finally struck back once."

"This has nothing to do with you, who I will deal with later." Maya threatened him.

"Yee." Farkle, Zay, and Lucas backed up.

"This happened because she didn't stick up for me." Maya pointed to her best friend.

"I didn't stick up for him." Riley denied shaking her head.

"But you didn't disagree." Isabella added in knowing how it feels to be called something.

"How could she disagree with him, he's right?" Farkle asked her walking up to Isabella and the girls.

"You want to be next?!" Maya exclaimed pointing at him.

Farkle smiled with wide eyes saying, "I want to be first!"

"Yee." Maya and Riley backed up but Maya smiled a bit.

"He's right, you know." Zay added in to Farkle's previous question.

"Why does that mean so much to everybody?!" Maya asked. "When being right is more important than being friends, then that's the end of being friends." Maya walked away into the classroom just as the bell rang.

"Ella, can you help us?" Lucas asked her.

"I'm with Maya." Isabella told them with a nod following her sister inside.

The others came in as Isabella sat on the front desk and once Farkle saw the board he sighed, "Yeah, no chance." He then erases the board.

"Is this still going on?" Cory asked him.

"Look at them!" Farkle exclaimed gesturing the girls.

"I'm moving my seat." Maya stated as she got up from her seat walking to the back of the class looking for another seat.

"Yeah, you just do that." Riley told her.

"Mr. Friar?" Cory asked Lucas.

"I'm sorry." Lucas apologized. "I couldn't take it anymore. I finally called her a name. She's called me a thousand names. I called her one name."

"It's not what you did, Friar." Isabella shook her head sighing.

Maya had then moved to Zay ordering him, "Move."

She then grabbed onto his shirt after he did some dance moves in his seat and Zay just smiled, "Do it."

Lucas grabbed Maya's hand moving it so she's holding his shirt instead saying, "He's under my protection. You want to tangle with me?"

"Not yet." Maya glared letting go of his shirt moving to Yogi. "Move."

Yogi smiled doing funny dances as he sat down making Maya chuckle at the funny boy.

Maya smiled before going back to her seat asking Riley, "Why didn't you disagree with him, Riley?"

"Maya, how can I disagree with what he said if what he said was true?" Riley sighed not understanding the issue.

"In life, no matter what happens sometimes all you need is someone who will be there for you no matter what." Maya told her best friend clearly hurt.

"What he said is true!" Riley exclaimed.

"I'm not talking to you!" Maya yelled turning to the front.

"Then I'm not talking to you!" Riley turned away from our blonde best friend.

"Well, that's the way it would work, wouldn't it?" Maya yelled.

"Not the way we're doing it!" Riley exclaimed.

"Okay, if everyone will focus their attention to the front of the room, war, world wars can begin with a single gunshot. And wars between friends can also begin with isolated event." Cory explained. "One time in college, all my friends had a war, and it was great until it wasn't."

"I won't let it come to that, Mr. Matthews." Lucas promised as the guys nodded in agreement.

"Neither will I." Farkle shook his head.

"Too late." Isabella sighed to herself.

"Maya?" Riley called our blonde best friend.

"What?" Maya asked.

"Let me tell you how much I am not going to talk to you." Riley turned to her.

"You're pathetic at this." Maya told her.

"Well we've never done this before." Riley resorted back.

Isabella looked at Cory telling him, "I think it's time to bring in some help."

"You're right, Isa." Cory nodded. "This is gonna take someone with a very unique set of skills. This is gonna take..."

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There was a noise at the Matthews front door which Riley heard so she walked up to the door.

She got the door but the noise stopped so she shrugged walking away. New noise came causing her to walk back to the door opening it.

It revealed Eric Matthews dressed as a hobo with a large stick in his hand.

Without looking away from Riley he opened his beard took his lollipop licked and dropped it back hiding it behind the beard.

"I've been summoned." Eric told his niece.

Riley looked at him with a terrified expression before screaming, "Stranger!"

Riley blew her stranger danger whistle but so did Eric.

"Ba ba!" Eric sang. "Pa ba ba da ba bal le da!" Riley closed the door but Eric opened it again stomping his foot. "Ta ba pa da pa da ba ba ta ta!" Riley closed the door again and Eric didn't open it. "Okay."

Topanga, Cory, and Isabella, who was over there, rushed to the living room as they heard the whistle.

"Riley!" Cory said worryingly.

"Why did you blow the whistle?" Topanga asked her daughter.

"Can I clock them?" Isabella asked excitedly while Cory and Topanga turned to the girl in question. "What? I'm bored."

"Caveman!" Riley pointed to the door.

The three chuckled lightly knowing who it was.

"Honey, that's not a caveman." Topanga chuckled. "It's your Uncle Eric."

The three paused as they thought about Eric.

"She's not completely wrong though." Isabella shrugged receiving nods from Cory and Topanga.

"Okay, it's a caveman." Topanga told her daughter. "Honey, remember about your Uncle Eric same rules as we told you at the zoo. Don't stand too close, don't feed him, and whatever you do don't call him Coco."

"Okay, girls here we go." Cory smiled walking to the door opening it.

Once opened it revealed Eric holding a red, blue, and green balloon.

"Ah, you missed the parade." Eric told his little brother.

"My brother!" Cory smiled.

"My brother!" Eric smiled letting go of the balloons hugging his brother.

"Hey, Eric." Topanga smiled.

"Pangers! You're still here." Eric smiled hugging his sister in law.

"Yeah." She nodded.

"Hey, Eric." Isabella smiled.

"Princess Belle!" Eric smiled bringing the young girl for a hug. "Hello, niche." Eric smiled to his niece.

"Uncle Eric." Riley smiled hugging him.

"Little Pangers." Eric smiled.

"Uncle Eric!" Auggie appeared smiling excited.

"Oh, oh, Cousin Auggie!" Eric smiled going over to hug him. "Hey, how are you doing buddy?"

"Uncle Eric, how come you look like this?" Auggie asked him once he sat down.

"Because they elected him Mayor." Cory responded.

"Who would do that?" Riley asked.

"The good people of Stupid Town." Topanga responded.

"It's not pronounced Stupid Town." Eric told his sister-in-law.

"How is it pronounced?" Isabella asked him.

"St. Upid Town." Eric corrected.

"Oh." Topanga nodded sarcastically. "How St. Upid of me."

"Don't get it!" Eric exclaimed.

"And your the Mayor of St. Upid Town?" Riley asked her Uncle.

"Yes." Eric nodded. "I was elected on a landslide. See after the landslide anybody who wasn't killed voted for me. It's a lovely village that borders New York and France."

"New York doesn't border France, Eric." Isabella told him. "It borders Canada."

"Well, why do they speak French?" Eric asked her. "Why don't they speak Canadiho?"

"It's Quebec." Isabella tells him.

"The Jeopardy guy?" Eric asked.

"No." Topanga shook her head.

"Who is the Jeopardy guy?" Eric asked.

"No." Topanga shook her head again.

Eric laughed saying, "You have a stupid name. No I look like this because they look like this. When they elected me as Mayor I wanted them to know I was one of them. I mean people go nuts for the way I look. Do people go nuts on the way you look?"

"I wore high heels once." Riley told him. "People have responded."

"You're too young." Eric tells his niece. "It takes your vulnerability."

"Well, we know that now." Riley smiled.

"Anywho I have been summoned." Eric sighed. "Why have I been brought out to here?"

"Because Cory believes that when it comes to people you somehow turn to a genius." Topanga crossed her arms.

"Didn't you have a crush on Eric before though?" Isabella whispered to Topanga.

"We don't talk about that." Topanga shook her head. "We will never talk about that."

"I'm in a fight with my best friend." Riley tells Eric.

"There will be no losing friends." Eric told her. "Lose one friend, lose all friends, lose yourself."

"Wow." Isabella nodded.

"That's genius." Auggie smiled.

"I told you." Cory smiled. "Have faith in him. They didn't elect you just because you look like that."

"No, they elected me because people trust me with their issues." Eric says. "I don't have to look like this. Everybody look at me!" He ripped off his wig and beard. "Ow!"

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Everyone was in Riley's room and once Maya was there Cory explained, "I called in my brother to help because no one here wants your battle to become a war." Cory looked over to Maya and Riley.

"And Eric's really good at this, because you wanna believe that everyone has to be good at something." Topanga explained further more.

"Thank you Toba." Eric thanked her.

"Eric's also good at this because he completely knows how to talk to people." Cory adds in.

"Right." Eric nods his head. "Now which one of you is Riley's friend, Moesha?"

"It's Maya." Maya corrected him.

"Oh, okay. So, what are you two fighting about?" Eric asked her.

"She didn't take my side." Maya told him pointing at Riley.

"I couldn't take her side based on what was said, which is the problem with this whole thing because Maya is making too big of a deal of what was said." Riley told her uncle.

"Uh-huh, okay." Eric nods. "Okay, now, which one is she?"

"She's the one who used to be my best friend." Riley states as she stands up.

"You're best friend is the one that's suppose to stand up for you." Maya stands. "Right Izz?"

"Yeah, but in my case mine didn't." Isabella shrugged.

"Wait, what?" Cory and Topanga turned to the girl not knowing any of it.

"Go on Eric." Isabella told him not wanting to discuss

"Okay, look, listen Riley." Eric started. "Look in Margie and Princess Belle's point of view right and wrong don't matter. There's nothing more important than friendship." Eric stood up.

"I can't side with them this time. This time we just can't go into candy cane world. We can't just go skipping over the rainbow bridge with our underwear on our heads." Riley told him.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm not doing that again." Eric smiles. "When a real friend comes into your life, I mean if one true friend comes through this window then sometimes to protect the friendship, then right and wrong, they have to go out the window. Do you understand?"

"No." Riley and Topanga say.

"Yes." Isabella nods her head.

"Isa!" Topanga exclaimed.

"Panga!" Isabella exclaimed mimicking her.

"Honey, I think Eric's employing a broad-based concept of value of friendship taking priority-" Cory got cut off.

"I'm sorry, are you explaining something to me?" Topanga glared at her husband.

"No!" Cory quickly shook his head.

"Yo, bozo." Topanga turned to her brother-in-law.

"Yes?" Eric asked with a smile.

"A true friend always lets her friend know what she is really thinking. That's the definition of friendship." Topanga explained. "Is there anybody here who could possibly disagree with that?"

"I do." Isabella stood up. "A best friend should always tell you the truth but should also stand up for you not matter what."

"She makes a good point." Eric nods before turning to Topanga. "You know what no one can argue with there, tomato? Um, when I finally hear what this agreement is about, and I fix it all up in one second." Eric turns to Maya. "Malala come here."

Maya walks over to Eric as he tells her, "Now, I need you to tell us what this fight is about so I can fix it."

"Lucas called me short." Maya looked down.

"Fix it." Cory tells his older brother.

"Yeah, I can't fix that." Eric shook his head.

"Eric, I brought you in because you're the only one I know who can do the impossible. You're my big brother. Fix it." Cory tells his brother again.

Eric went to Maya trying to stretch her but he couldn't so he told her, "Okay, you know what? Fine. Stay a hobbit." He then turned to Riley, "I'll just fix this one." Eric than tried to shrink her but couldn't either. "Okay, you know, I can't do anything if no one's gonna help."

"Lucas called me a short little stack of pancakes and Riley didn't say anything, and I don't want to be a short little stack of pancakes." Maya confessed.

"Oh, boy." Topanga sighed.

"I don't think I'm going to grow anymore." Maya frowned.

"I might be done too." Eric wept wiping his eyes with Maya's hair.

ღღღ

"What are the primary causes of war?" Cory asked the class the next day while Isabella stood next Eric who was sitting in Cory's chair.

"You may be wondering why I'm-" Eric stood up from the chair.

"Not now, Eric." Isabella told him sitting him back down.

Eric frowned as Riley answered, "Freedom."

"Religion." Lucas answered.

"Pancakes." Maya grumbled.

"You may be wondering why-" Eric started again.

"Not now!" Cory and Isabella exclaimed.

"Ah!" Eric whined sitting back down.

"Can't we be friends again?" Riley asked Maya.

"We are at war, Riley." Maya told her.

"Why?" Riley asked her.

"Because when I knew I could count on you to defend on me, I felt at peace." Maya explains to her. "Now, I'm not at peace."

"Maya, what's the difference what anybody says?" Riley asked her.

"Because even if I am short, I never felt like I was until you didn't disagree." Maya confessed.

"In any war, the immediate danger is escalation to other countries." Cory explained to the class.

"It seems like this is about Riley and Maya." Farkle started. "How could it escal-"

Farkle got cut off when Maya threw a paper ball at him which resulted Farkle taking out a ping pong gun and shooting it at Maya.

"I get it now." Farkle says in realization.

"Right." Cory shook his head. "So, in order to avoid that, the next step would be to bring in a mediating body, like the united nations. But unfortunately they said no, so I've decided to bring in a respected intellect from the North." Cory gestured his brother who was next to Isabella only for them to see Eric putting tape on his face.

"Now, Eric!" Isabella told him.

Eric turned to his brother before standing up ripping off the tape from his face exclaiming, "Oww!"

"Now, what was I going to say?" Eric asked as all.

"You may wonder..." They told him in unison.

"Yeah." Eric nodded.

"What it is..."

"Uh-huh." He nodded again.

"I'm doing here." The class told him again.

"Yeah."

"Who is this guy?" Zay asked looking at Eric confusingly.

"Well, this guy is my brother Eric and to be honest, there's no one that I trust more when it comes to the art of mediation." Cory explained.

"Mediation." Eric said looking at everyone. "Sitting cross-legged going 'ohm' my legs are killing me."

"Right, so it's certainly no secret that war has broken out among us. I thought it might be an interesting lesson for you guys to see how rational and caring people can bring war to an end." Cory tells the class.

"Dad, are you sure?" Riley asked her father which got her a nod from him.

"Yeah." Cory smiled. "He's got this."

Eric went to the door opening it indicating that he wanted all of them to go outside which was what they all did.

"Uh, Eric you got this right?" Cory asked his older brother. "I know we mess around a lot but the stakes are pretty high on this one."

"Look, I just wanna thank you for believing in me." Eric smiled at his little brother.

"My brother." Cory smiled.

"My brother." Eric smiled as they left to join the others.

Once they were outside everyone was near the staircase while the group and Isabella stayed near the bench. Riley and Maya were in the center of the hallway.

"Okay, I need as many people as there is around for this." Eric says.

"Why?" Isabella asked him walking over to the Matthews brother as her and Cory were confused.

"Well, as Mayor I'm used to being around people all the time." Eric tells them. "When you begin to understand them you get everyone has the same thing in common."

Isabella and Cory shared a look nodding understanding the process.

"Now, here we have two friends at war." Eric started once him and Cory were outside of the class room. "Why? Who fired the first shot?"

"I called Maya a short stack of pancakes." Lucas said as he rose his hand.

"Okay, now was that really the first shot, or did Maya call you anything to make you say that to her?" Eric asked him.

"She called me, 'Huckleberry'." Lucas told him.

"There's also a possibility I may have called him, 'Ranger Rick' once." Maya shrugged.

"Once?" Lucas asked her.

"Oh, yeah, 'Ranger Roy' once, 'Ranger Rick' is every day." Maya smiled.

"Oo, don't forget about 'Bucky McBoing-Boing'!" Lucas remined her.

"Oh, that was a fun day!" Maya smiled.

"Oh, and she comes up to my face and goes, Ha-Hurr." Lucas told Eric as Maya mimicked him. "Like it's the way I talk."

"Oh, okay." Eric nods but then asked, "Now why do you do that?"

"Because he lets me." Maya shrugged.

"Oh, well, why do you let her?" Eric asked Lucas.

"Yeah, I'd like to know that myself." Zay told Lucas. "And all he do is call you a short stack of pancakes and you're mad at him?" Zay asked Maya.

"I'm not mad at him." Maya shook her head pointing at Riley. "I'm mad at her."

"I'm sorry, Maya, but how can I possibly defend you from how tall you are?" Riley asked her.

"The same way I defend you from how tall you are." Maya told her.

"What?" Riley asked her.

"Let's say somebody here called you I don't know, 'Riley Superklutz'." Maya told her.

"What?" Riley asked again confused.

"It's okay, Riley." Maya told her. "You know, maybe you got these big old gawky legs and arms that you're not really in such good control of yet. So, maybe sometimes you don't walk around so good." Maya continued as she walked around like giants.

"Do I do that a lot?" Riley questioned.

"No, but sometimes you do this." Maya said before she fall back to the land on the floor in front of the stairs as everyone laughs. "Hey! Nobody laughs at her but me."

"I've never once heard anybody call me, 'Riley Superklutz'." Riley tells the blonde.

"Because I've always had your back." Maya tells her.

"That's how you all see me?" Riley asked everyone.

"Yeah." Everyone responded even the guys.

"Okay, well, that kind of hurts. Why does it hurt?" Riley asked everyone.

"Because it's true, Riley. Some of these things are true about us." Farkle tells her.

"But you defended me?" Riley asked Maya.

"Of course I defended you." Maya tells her truthfully.

"Even when it was true?" Riley asked her.

"Yes." Maya nodded. "It doesn't matter."

"Why?" Eric asked Maya.

"Why what?" Maya asked him.

"Why doesn't it matter?" Eric asked her again.

"Because we're best friends." Maya grumbled.

"I can't hear you." Eric told her.

"Because we're best friends!" Maya exclaimed.

"I still can't hear you. Something's wrong!" Eric exclaimed messing with his ears making everyone look at the grown man with their eyebrows raised.

Cory dragged him away from the girls telling his brother, "They're best friends, they've realized that, Eric, you did it!"

"No." Eric shook his head.

"No?" Cory questioned his older brother.

"No, we knew that already. This goes in deeper." Eric told his little brother not taking his eyes away from the scene in front of him.

"Do you think I'm a super klutz?" Riley asked Maya.

"Yeah." Maya nodded.

"Do you think I'm super short?" Maya asked her.

"I think you are regular short." Riley tells her.

"Thanks." Maya smiled.

"So, you knew that everybody was calling me this, but you didn't tell me?" Riley asked her.

"I didn't want to hurt your feelings." Maya told her honestly.

"Well, that didn't work." Riley confessed as she sat down on the floor.

"I'd join you but I'm already down here." Maya tells her but sits down either way.

"What do you mean it goes deeper than that?" Cory asked his brother but Eric shushed him.

"You know, I've never admitted this before, but sometimes I wonder if my desire for world domination actually comes from deep down feeling like I'm squeaky the mouse." Farkle confessed sitting down next to Maya.

"What makes you feel like that?" Lucas asked him as he sat down next to Riley.

"You do." Farkle told him.

"How?" Lucas asked confused.

"Just by being alive you freak!" Farkle exclaimed.

"I'm a freak?" Lucas asked him.

"Look at you! Look at your freak face and your freak hair! You make me sick!" Farkle continued.

"Hey, you think this is easy? You think it's easy being me every day?" Lucas asked.

"Oh, shut up!" The group yell at him.

"Yeah, okay." Lucas shrugged.

"One dollar to look at the freak." Zay pointed down at Lucas.

"Oh, shut it flat butt." Isabella tells him.

"What? Really?" Zay asked turning trying to look at his butt. "I had no idea." He sat down between Riley and Lucas.

"You got this?" Cory asked his brother.

"Yeah, the people elected me mayor because they trust me with their issues." Eric nodded.

"You mean political issues?" Riley asked.

"No." Isabella shook her head as Eric laughed. "He doesn't know anything about those."

"No they trust me with their people issues, which turns out everybody has, and they all seem to show up right about now." Eric explains. "The enemy's not each other, guys. You're all going through the same thing."

"It's part of growing up." Cory added in.

"I'm a klutz." Riley started.

"I'm a pancake."

"Squeak."

"Freak."

"That's why it hurts to sit." Zay finished off causing Isabella to chuckle a bit.

"Well, what a bunch of weirdos we are." Riley stated.

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"Maya?" Riley called out as the group and Isabella were at Topanga's.

"Riles?" Maya asked turning to Riley.

"I think when there's a whole world of people out there who might say something about who you are or the way you look, it's a real good idea to have friends who will defend you no matter what." Riley explained. "I'm going to do that from now on."

"Thanks, Riles." Maya smiled.

"You're welcome you, Amazon warrior." Riley smiled at her blonde best friend.

"You know, if you just let me mess you up a bit, I think you'd be a lot more relatable to people." Farkle told Lucas.

"Okay, go ahead." Lucas told him so Farkle messed up Lucas's hair. "Okay?"

"How did that make you better?" Farkle asked.

"It kind of makes you look like you just woke up." Isabella tells him tilting her head.

"Seriously, does it not hurt anyone else to sit?" Zay asked them making them laugh at his situation.

"I owe you an apology, Eric." Topanga smiled. "People who underestimated you are making a huge mistake. Cory was right to have faith in you. You are really a mature and grown human being."

"I am not!" Eric exclaimed as he was dressed like a hobo again.

"Never mind." Topanga shook her head while Isabella chuckled.

"Whoa, what's that?" Maya asked.

"That's my Uncle Eric, mayor." Riley smiled. "He's great with the issues. The people in France are luck to have you." Riley told Eric.

"Yeah, I got to say you did pretty well for us." Maya told him.

"Thank you, Morohi." Eric thanked her.

"You really know how to talk to people." Farkle tells him. "Have you ever thought about taking over the world?"

"Don't give him ideas, hun." Isabella whispered to Farkle patting his shoulder.

"The world you say?" Eric questioned rubbing his ' beard'.

"Yeah, uh, fortunately, the world has protective mechanisms in place that would never allow that to happen." Cory stepped in chuckling nervously.

"Yes fortunately." Eric smiled into the air.

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Late that night Cory and Topanga were talking to Isabella as Auggie and Riley were sound asleep.

"So the other day what did you mean?" Topanga asked Isabella.

"On what?" Isabella asked them.

"About your best friend not defending you?" Cory explained more. "What did Josh do?"

Isabella sighed drinking her water.

"If I tell you this please don't be angry at Josh." Isabella begged them.

Cory and Topanga shared a confused look before nodding towards Isabella.

"Okay, so the reason I said that is because." Isabella sighed. "When we were in sixth grade there was this guy, Darren, well, um, he started making fun of me and calling me all sorts of names because I was heavier and dressed as a tomboy."

"He bullied you?" Topanga asked sadly.

"Um, yeah." Isabella nodded clearing her throat. "I did have two friends who helped me during this but they moved away during the year."

"Wait, Darren?" Cory furrowed his eyebrows. "That name sounds familiar." He shared a look with his wife as Isabella looked down knowing it's coming to them.

"Wait, isn't that Josh's old friend?" Topanga asked her husband as they came to realization.

"He's old friend bullied you?" Cory asked the young girl.

"Yeah." Isabella nodded but then confusion came to her. "Wait old friend? What do you guys mean?"

"Well, after you left public school Josh cut his friendship off with Darren after they had a huge fight." Cory explained. "We didn't know why before but I guess we do now."

"Huh." Isabella looked down not knowing how to feel.

"But you still haven't explained it all to us." Topanga reminded the girl.

"Oh, yeah. So Darren kept bullying me for all of sixth grade and after my friends moved I had to deal with this on my own." Isabella explained. "And Josh knew this was happening but didn't do anything about it because he didn't want to ruin his friendship with Darren so he just pretend not to know. I saw there was times he tried to stop it but he didn't stand up for me."

Cory and Topanga shared a disappointed look as they didn't know about this.

"So that's the reason I said that and also the reason why I left public school." Isabella shrugged. "If I felt unsafe and unwanted at school I didn't want to go anymore."

"I guess it all makes sense now." Topanga smiled sadly before side hugging the girl.

"I guess." Isabella shrugged. "But please don't hold this against Josh. We're slowly getting back to where we were before all that happened."

"We can see that." Cory smiled.

"Your cheeks are turning red." Topanga smiled poking her cheeks.

"No, they're not." Isabella blushed looking down.

"Isa, do you still have feelings for him?" Cory asked her with a small smile.

"I don't know. Maybe." Isabella responded. "But I don't know if I should. We've barely have started to be friends again for what six or seven months now, I don't think he'd have any feelings for me and I'm not sure if I can tell him." She played with her water bottle.

Cory and Topanga shared a smile seeing how everything about their emotions was strong.

They've always thought Joshua and Isabella reminded of them. All they ever wanted was them to be happy and they knew when the two were together they brought out the best of each other.

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New update, amores!!! Hope you liked it!!

Anyways up next is Girl Meets the Tell-Tale-Tot what do you guys think will happen?

I know I've asked this before but I asked with the wrong know but what do you guys think Joshua and Isabella's ship name should be?

Do you guys think Joshua and Isabella will get together soon or will it take more time?

Published~ January 4, 2020


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