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hanging around his locker, playing around with whatever's inside.
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jumps a little and quickly closes his locker. e turns around to see the PE teacher. "Umm.. Getting books for my next class.."
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looks up to meet the teacher's eyes, "Um.. I have.. History now.."
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nods, in an attempt to get his hand out of his hair, "Yea.. It's very.. Interesting."
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starts blushing, "Y-yea.." He shrinks back a little, his back flat against the lockers now.
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turns pale and is looking for a way out. "Umm.. I-I don't think this is appropriate...."
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not. "Uh.. I should get to class.." He stumbles away, nearly tripping as he runs for it.
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's locker starts banging and shaking from the inside, but immediately stops.
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just around the corner of another hallway, hoping the PE teacher would leave that area soon.
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quickly runs back when he notices something wrong. "Um! I can explain!" He shouts.
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catches his breath from the sprint. "Um.. About Puffin.. He followed me to school (again), so I didn't deliberately bring him here.."
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afraid of what he might do to Puffin. "P-please don't cook him..!"
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"U-unless..?"
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's face pales, then starts blushing, "O-okay.. Fine! Only if you don't tell anyone else about Puffin and you don't confiscate him!"
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turns red, trying his hardest not to cry and make any noise.
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's face is still red. He says, "N-no..." even though he thought it was bad.
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pouts a bit, he's not cute nor a kid. "So about Puffin..?"
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looks at him with disbelief. "T-then that was all for nothing..!?"
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crosses his arms and glares through his teary eyes.
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pouts back. "I'm not crying..!"
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looks away, still mad at the teacher. "It's okay.. I guess.. You said you have a puppy? Where is it now..?"
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watches Puffin fly out from his locker and land on his head. "Oh.. What would've happened if your pet gets caught in school?" -Is worried-
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lets out a sigh of relief, knowing they won't cook him. "That's good to know. It's really hard to keep him home.." Tries glaring at the bird
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mumbles, "Yea.. Closer than you think.."
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nods, "Of course he's good. I trained him myself!"
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isn't too sure if he should be showing a teacher this.. "Um.. Well, he can open locks..?"
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he won't get in trouble for this, "We'll need to find a locked area first.. And not a student's locker!"
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it depends if the lock uses a key or not.
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"Ones that uses keys, or the ones students use.."
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waits for his to lead. "Oh okay.. But you have to reward him later.."
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shrugs, "Like food, or a toy.."
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what that is. "I guess that would be okay..?"
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follows with Puffin, happily sitting on his head.
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walks in and stands close to the doorway. He looks around the office.
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puts Puffin next to the lock and tells him something in Icelandic. Puffins looks at the lock curiously and starts picking on it until it
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_click open. "Here.."
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smiles proudly, "It wasn't that challenging." Puffin looks at the candy, before taking a bite of it, nearly biting the teacher's finger.
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takes one. "Thanks.. It took years for him to get it right."
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smiles back, "You can try teaching.. Wait, why would you teach a car how to open locks?"
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"Oh! You named the puppy after a car? I guess that's more original than Puffin's name.." He laughs a bit.
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nods, "I didn't know that.. Sorry. But I think it's possible to teach him to open locks."
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shrugs, "You'll never know until you've tried it."
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nods too, "And it's really worth it!"