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Trey-tor!
Sports Field
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Augh... I'm over this. Why do we gotta do TEN laps around the campus grounds, anyway? |
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It's PE. Not sure what you were expecting. Don't start walking when you're at the halfway point. Come on, Cater! Just five more laps and you're done. |
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But halfway means there's a whole other half to dash! I smell like trash, I might have a rash... I just wanna crash! |
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Up to you, then. I'm going on ahead. |
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Nooo! Don't leave meee! |
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Complaining's not going to get you to the finish line any faster, so you may as well grit your teeth and run. See you! |
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HOW COULD YOU BE-TREY ME LIKE THIIIS?! That nerd really left me in the lurch... I bet when they give homework over holiday breaks, he does it all on the first day, too. You're only eighteen once, and I'd rather spend it doing all I can to do nothing. Oh! I think I found a loophole! Am I a genius or what?! All a lap technically means is crossing the finish line. Sooo... ...if I use my signature spell to create five copies of myself, I bag my laps all in one go! Doesn't look like Coach Vargas is paying any attention, either. I'm him and he's them! Split Card! |
| POOF! POOF! POOF! POOF! |
 Cater B |
I like the way you think, me! |
 Cater C |
Way to go, me! |
 Cater D |
You're totes smart, me! |
 Cater E |
GJ, me! |
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Thank you, thank you! So here's the deal: each of you has to jog one lap. You do that, and I'll teeechnically have run five laps in total. And the faster we can wrap this up, the faster we can go do something more fun! |
Cater B |
Works for me! I'm off! |
| See ya in one! Haha! |
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You got this, me number one! That's the first lap! Only four more left. |
Cater C |
Number two, off, off, and away! |
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Running five laps by myself would've suuucked, but this way's a cinch. Keep it up me! Three more to go! |
| Yeeeah! |
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And that's number four! This last one's all me. *whistle* |
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You're in unusually high spirits for PE, Cater. I thought you hated this class. |
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Wha—?! Riddle?! You're not in my PE class! |
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I'm not, but class 2-E is in the midst of flying lessons, so I noticed you from up above. |
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O-oh, yeah? Incidentally, you're such a beast at flying that I've always wanted to post you on my Magicam. No time like the present! Haha! Ha... |
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Rather than talk about me, let's talk about you. Were you aware that there are no less than five copies of you on the campus grounds? Why is that? |
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HAHAHA! No waaay... That must've been...like...a trick of the light! Yeah-huh! You were broomin' and zoomin' so fast you somehow saw five of me. |
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I was what? |
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'Cause you fly so fine! And you're so cute that you could almost pass for a butterfly! |
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You really think you can con Riddle, of all people, with a bunch of random compliments? Give it up, Cater. |
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Gah! Not you... |
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You're well aware that it's against the campus rules to use your signature spell in class. To think a Heartslabyul would stoop so low... I'll be reporting this to Coach Vargas. |
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Aaah! No! Anything but that! |
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Count your blessings, Cater. Had it been a DORM rule, it would have been "off with your head" right away. |
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Huff... Huff... Huff... DOOONE! I can't believe I had to do a whole tenner 'cause I tried skipping out the first time around! Vargas doesn't play! |
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Good to see you survived, even though you got exactly what you deserved. Here's a towel. |
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Augh! Traitor! TREY-TOR! I thought we were tight! |
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Why do you think I stepped in? Your punishment would have been a lot worse than that if you'd kept lying to Riddle. Plus I'm the vice housewarden. You and me are tight, but me and Riddle are tighter. |
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I'm never trusting you again! I'm switching dorms! |
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