Back at the school...
Ari wandered the halls of his father's lab, wondering. A few months ago, his father would come to the lab every day. Even longer ago, Ari didn't live in the lab. But after his mother died, things changed.
"Hey Ari," a coworker of his dad greeted. "There's something special for you today."
Ari followed the white-coated man to a hospital-looking room. Somehow, Ari was nervous. He never liked check ups.
"What this, Tre-tre?" Ari asked.
Ari's father's coworker smiled. "It's for the best, Ari."
When he left Ari in the room alone, the room filled with a sweet, cloying smell. Though Ari wouldn't have known, it was the smell of Chloroform.
Back to the flock...
"Are we going to a shopping mall?" Nudge squealed. For whatever reason, Nudge was obsessed with pictures of shopping malls. I thought they were absolutely boring.
"Only if we have to," Jeb replied. Apparently, he agreed with me.
Out the window, I saw trees turning pretty colors, orange, red, brown. I'd never seen trees those colors before. Actually, before Jeb saved us, none of us had seen the outside world before.
"Look at those colors," little Gazzy whispered. "Iggy, I wish you could still see this."
"I know, bro," Iggy replied softly. "I wish that, too."
"Doyouthinkthetreesarealwayslikethat?" Nudge said without breathing. "They look so COOL!"
Suddenly, I saw a bit of movement following our car. Eraser movement.
"Jeb," I said, shaking his shoulder. "Incoming."
"We have company," Fang said.
The School...
"What?" Ari complained. His whole body hurt much more than it ever had, and he felt big, much larger than a little kid like him should have been.
"It worked!" the same white coated man, Trevor, exclaimed. "I can't believe it actually worked."
"Ne pas obtenir en avant de vous-même, Trevor," another lady chided Trevor. "Il pourrait mourir juste du choc."
Trevor shrugged. "I still can't understand a word you say, Jeanne."
"Don't be silly," Jeanne continued in English with a thick French accent. "Ne jamais rien laisser au hasard. Vous ne savez jamais ."
"Ari," Trevor addressed him directly, taking Ari's hand. "You might not understand this completely, but your dad's not coming back. In order to stay, you have to be of use to us."
"Ne pas effrayer le garçon," Jeanne said. "Il est trop jeune pour comprendre cela. Besides, il wouldn't même de comprendre. You see?"
"Fine. Follow me, Ari," Trevor instructed.
Ari followed Trevor down the white hallway, Jeanne following close behind arguing with Trevor with words Ari didn't understand.
Finally, he was led to a room lined with dog crates. "Arrêter cela. Nous sommes ici de toute façon," Jeanne said.
Trevor opened one of the crates. "This is your new home," he said.
Author's Note:679Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOHY1w9ZfQy
Sorry for the wait, Labor Day Weekend is always hectic :)
Also, the French is from Google Translate, so correct me if my grammar is wrong. Google is notorious for problems with their translations.
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