Enchanted Bryon

One day, it was Fall for some reason… Anyways, this story starts in a school building where three kids wait, rather impatiently. School seems to be dragging on and on, and all they want to do is go home. Of course, most kids can’t wait for the school day to end. However, today of all days, three pumpkins wait back at home for the eager children to carve.

“I’m so bored! Can the day be over yet?!” Bobby, the first of the three kids, complains loudly as the teacher is trying to speak.

The teacher, Mr. Mister Brown, quickly responds, “Shut up! I’m TRYING to teach an important lesson!”

“I have to use the bathroom,” Drew, the second kid, announces.

Mr. Mister Brown, however, is not having any of it and yells loudly, “NO! You are NOT permitted to leave until I tell you you can!”

At that moment, the school bell rings loudly. Several students jump up from their desks immediately. Mr. Mister Brown can feel the rage rising as he watches his students scramble for the door. He didn’t dismiss anyone, nor did he have time to assign homework yet!

“HEY! I DIDN’T TELL ANY OF YOU TO GET UP! SIT DOWN, NOW!” Mr. Mister Brown yells as booming as thunder.

Mr. Mister Brown can be quite frightening sometimes. The kids who had leapt up moan in great disappointment. As they return to their seats, Mr. Mister Brown clears his throat. Yet more is still to be said.

“Now, what I was saying is…” Mr. Mister Brown says.

Mr. Mister Brown returns to his boring ramblings. The kids are melting in their seats out of boredom. Then Stella, the third kid, accidentally snaps her pencil while taking notes. Immediately, Mr. Mister Brown becomes furious again.

Mr. Mister Brown practically screams at the top of his lungs, “NO NOISES! LET ME FINISH UP THIS LESSON! AND THEN I’M GONNA GIVE YOU A BUNCH OF HOMEWORK! SPEAKING OF, YOUR FIVE PAGE ESSAY IS DUE TOMORROW!”

As grouchy as Mr. Mister Brown usually is, he somehow seems even antsier than usual. Perhaps it is the weather. Mr. Mister Brown’s announcement of the essay’s due date is met with more moans of disappointment. Essays are boring and take more effort than they are worth.

“Teacher! We’re going to miss our bus!” Stella whines.

To which Mr. Mister Brown replies, “When I was your age, I walked to school and back!”

“Attention all students and staff! The buses are ready and waiting! Please rap up and get to the lot if you take the bus! Thank you!” the loud speaker announces, buzzing and crackling due to its old age.

Mr. Mister Brown grumbles incoherent nonsense under his breath. Aggressively, he scrawls some homework assignments onto the black board. He finishes and the chalk nearly snaps in half. Again, he grumbles and turns back to face his students.

Mr. Mister Brown proclaims, “Write this down and you’re dismissed…”

“YAAAAAAY!” the children exclaim in great joy.

Mr. Mister Brown continues his thought with a snarl, “And I’ll have you read your essays in class tomorrow!”

“BOOOOOOOOO!” the kids cry out in unison.

At last, the kids are released from school! Everyone rushes to their busses which were getting VERY tired of waiting. Now, Bobby, Drew, and Stella are heading home. Of the kids, Drew seems the most eager to go home. That is because he STILL needs to use the bathroom.

“Finally! FREEDOM!” Drew exclaims as he runs to the bathroom.

Stella turns to Bobby and asks, “So, did you have any plans for your Jack-o-lantern this year?”

“I don’t know… Maybe?” Bobby replies with a shrug.

Stella then suggests, “What if we all work together on one big pumpkin project?

“Cool! How about Drew?” Bobby asks.

Stella replies, “In the bathroom. Hah hah. Actually, that’s not a bad idea!”

Stella takes off running. Bobby winces as the gust from her running hits him. Bobby is left outside on his own. Nobody else is around to talk to him.

“Ah, I guess I’m alone for now, then,” Bobby says.

Bobby stares off into the distance. A breeze blows and not from Stella running as she’s already gone. Suddenly, someone’s vest comes flying down the road, carried in the breeze. It tumbles to a stop at Bobby’s feet.

“Whoa! Someone lost their vest! Hello? Hello?! Did anyone lose their vest?!” Bobby calls out, but there is no reply so he says, “Hah hah, guess I’ll keep this vest.”

Bobby picks the vest up off of the ground. It’s a rather nice vest, but it’s way too big to fit Bobby. It likely belonged to someone older…and wider… Drew and Stella return, but Bobby is suddenly reminded that HE hadn’t gone to the bathroom yet!

“Oh great. Now I have to use the bathroom!” Bobby exclaims and runs off.