Toby Robinson and Todd Forager are now at the cafeteria, sitting and eating together like they always do. They could sit with everyone else in their class, but that would put them in close proximity with Greg and Matthew, and that's a headache best avoided.
Toby Robinson: The daydream skill only lasts about five minutes. Such a shame though, I really wanted to see where Greg's daydream was going. How many awards can one actor even win? (Toby thought to himself)
Todd Forager: (Groans) Today's biology class was so brutal, it's like Mr Buscemi has the power to put people to sleep. (Todd complains to his friend, frustrated by the whole thing)
Toby Robinson: I know, right? I even like biology, but the way that guy was teaching it, sucks! (Toby stated)
Larry Buscemi is a teacher with a very serious attitude, he doesn't play around, he doesn't tell any jokes, he just does what he's paid to do, which is teach.
But teaching in a dull environment will just make the class boring. Kids like to have fun, and as a teacher, one should strive to achieve that delicate balance between work and play, otherwise the kids will not really care about what you're teaching them, and probably just ignore you and do other things.
This is Mr Buscemi's problem, and the man knows it too. But he doesn't care enough to make these students like him, he's just a substitute afterall.
Toby Robinson: (Sighs) I miss, Mr Clover. (Toby tells his friend)
Todd Forager: Me too. (Todd replied)... Hey, have you noticed that Greg has been glaring at you, like really hard, did something happen? (Todd asks)
Toby turns and sure enough, he sees Greg silently glaring at him, completely ignoring the grilled cheese sandwich in front of him.
Greg Bullhorn: I can't remember what happened, everything went black after I fired that spitball. Does he have something to do with it? (Greg wonders)
Toby Robinson: I have no idea why Greg is glaring at me. If anything, I should be the one glaring at him. The guy fired a spitball on my face. (Toby explains, getting angry just thinking about it)
Todd Forager: Gross. (Todd tells him in disgust)... What is wrong with that guy? (Todd said before turning around to glare at Greg)
Toby Robinson: I don't think he remembers the daydreams, but I can't be so sure. But if Greg is feeling a little confused right now, then it might be the perfect time for me to test out my other skill... (Smiles) Dream Steal. (Toby thought to himself, planning his next move carefully)
Todd Forager: Why are you smiling? (Todd asks)
Toby Robinson: I'll be right back. (Toby said as he got up from his seat, confidently strolling over to Greg's table)
Todd Forager: Where are you going? (Todd asks, but doesn't get an answer)
Toby arrives at Greg's table, his hands resting comfortably in his pockets. The young dreamer has a smile on his face, and a stride in his step.
Greg Bullhorn: You lost, loser?! (Greg asks, clearly angered by Toby's presence)
Toby calmly takes his hands out of his pockets, and then places an arm down on the table.
Toby Robinson: Let's settle this like real men, Greg. With an arm wrestling contest! (Toby tells him boldly, challenging the bully)
Greg Bullhorn: You serious? You think those scrawny arms of yours can do something? (Greg asks in surprise)
Toby Robinson: You'll be shocked to find out that I'm stronger than I look! (Toby tells him confidently, readying himself for this challenge)
Lerange Smith: I have no idea what's going on, but I'd like to see this. Show him whose boss, underdog! (Lerange cheers him on, wanting Toby to win)
Matthew Loeb: This is so stupid, you don't have to...
Greg Bullhorn: Shut it, Matt! I don't mind showing this pipsqueak whose boss. Hope you're ready to lose, Robinson? (Greg smiles, placing his arm on the table, locking hands with the young dreamer)
Toby Robinson: You're on, Bullhorn!... Dream Steal. (Toby quietly activates the skill)
Greg Bullhorn: What was that? (Greg asks, hearing him whisper something)
Toby Robinson: Just hyping myself up. Building that confidence. (Toby tells him with a smile, his eyes briefly glowing with dream energy, enough to go unnoticed)
[Physical Contact Needed To Activate This Skill]
[Condition Met]
[Dream Steal Activated]
Lerange Smith: Alright guys, l'll say when. (Lerange tells them, positioning himself as the referee)... Ready, set, go! (Lerange gets things started quickly)
The two begin to arm wrestle, with Greg using his superior strength to put pressure on Toby's arm, slowly bringing it down towards the table. There is absolutely no way Toby is beating Greg, the difference in strength is just too great.
But the young dreamer's goal was never to win in the first place, his goal was to steal as much dream energy as he could from Greg.
[10 Dream Points Stolen]
[10 Dream Points Stolen]
[10 Dream Points Stolen]
[10 Dream Points Stolen]
[10 Dream Points Stolen]
For every second that passed, Toby would steal ten dream points away from Greg, and he doesn't even notice a thing. Try as he might, Toby could only last fifteen seconds against Greg, who raises his hand up in victory after winning.
Greg Bullhorn: Oh yeah! Eat it loser! (Greg yells in Toby's face, flexing his muscles dramatically)
[Physical Contact Broken]
[Dream Steal Deactivated]
[150 Dream Points Stolen]
[Dream Bank: 1569 Dream Points]
Toby Robinson: I can't believe I lost, such a shame. (Toby pretends to be bumped out about this, but is secretly ecstatic about the effectiveness of his new skill)
Lerange Smith: Good effort, man. You did alright. (Lerange tells him, heading back to his seat)
Matthew Loeb: Come on, don't lie, Lerange! He was awful, he barely even lasted twenty seconds, and he was acting all confident too, trying to make us believe he could actually do something! (Matthew said in anger)
Toby Robinson: I may have lost the first round, but I won't lose again. Best two outta three? (Toby suggested, his arm already positioned to go again)
Greg Bullhorn: I don't know what's wrong with you, but if it's humiliation you're looking for, then I'll gladly hand it to you! (Greg tells him confidently, his hand locking with Toby's once again)
Lerange Smith: Alright boys, you know the drill... Get ready, Set...
Toby Robinson: Dream Steal. (Toby whispered, activating the skill once again)
[Dream Steal Activated]
Lerange Smith: Go! (Lerange yells)
Greg Bullhorn: Hype yourself up all you want, Toby! But you'll still lose to me! (Greg grunts as he pushes down Toby's arm, quickly getting himself another win)
Toby lasted about nine seconds in the second round, and then five seconds on the third. Getting the young dreamer a total of two hundred and ninety dream points from Greg.
Greg Bullhorn: Haha, I win! And you lose! You're nothing but a, a... Ummm, a big dumb, loser face! (Greg yells, now acting a bit strange)
Tiffany Hathaway: A big dumb loser face? Is that the best you can do, big guy? (Tiffany laughs, mocking the bad insult)
Greg Bullhorn: Shut it, Tiffany. You're just jealous because I'm number one, I'm the best. Greg Bullhorn is the king of, ummm, arm wrestling, and stuff. (Greg continues, but even he is starting to notice he's acting weird)... What's wrong with me? My head feels... Fuzzy. (Greg wondered, trying to collect his thoughts)
Stacy Long: Why don't you sit down, Greg. Before you embarrass yourself. Some more I mean. (Stacy mocks him)
Greg Bullhorn: Maybe I will, but not because you said so. (Greg tells her before sitting down, his mind now all over the place)
Matthew Loeb: You okay, dude? (Matthew asks his friend)
Greg Bullhorn: Yeah, I'm fine. I just feel weird all of a sudden. (Greg explains)
Toby Robinson: Is this my fault? (Toby wonders)
[Warning: Victim appears to be showing signs of overdrainage. Further dream stealing from this individual could cause long lasting effects]
[You Have Been Warned]
Toby Robinson: Crap, I should have been more careful. I thought he'd have a ton of dream points, but that's not the case at all. (Toby thought to himself, worrying about Greg's wellbeing)... I don't wanna hurt anyone, I can't use this skill on anyone else. (Toby decided)
Lerange Smith: Hey, man. Why don't you tell Todd to come sit with us, you're already here so why not invite him? (Lerange suggested)
Toby Robinson: Oh no, Todd! I completely forgot about Todd! (Toby thought as he quickly turned back, seeing that Todd is glaring at him from their table)... Sorry, Lerange! Maybe later! (Toby said before rushing back to his friend, quickly apologizing for completely ditching him)
Darasimi Daniels: Why do they always sit alone at that table? (Darasimi asks)
Greg Bullhorn: Oh wait, I know this one. It's because... because, ummm... They're losers, yeah losers, that's the answer! (Greg replied confidently, slowly regaining his cognitive abilities)
Stacy Long: Shut up, Greg! (Stacy tells the loudmouth)... Nobody likes to sit at that table, that's why Toby and Todd always sit there. I think it's like their private spot, where they can nerd out without any judgement, or insults from Greg and Matthew. (Stacy explains to Darasimi)
Matthew Loeb: We're only saying it as it is, Sweetheart. (Matthew tells her with a wink)
Tiffany Hathaway: Gross, never do that in my presence again, weirdo. (Tiffany quickly tells him off)
Matthew Loeb: No need to be so mean about it. (Matthew tells her quietly, averting his gaze in shame)
Lerange Smith: Toby and Todd have been best friends forever, I don't think anyone can ruin what they have. Makes me kinda jealous sometimes. (Lerange explains to Darasimi, before focusing his attention back on his sandwich)
Darasimi Daniels: Hmm, I see. (Darasimi turns, seeing that Todd is still angry about his best friend ditching him, and Toby is still apologizing for doing that)
But at a distance someone else is watching the young dreamer. In fact she has been watching him the entire time, and what she saw, gave her a lot to think about.
A man walks up to this woman, and gets her attention by lightly tapping on her shoulder.
"Excuse me, Principal Walters. Mr Nakamura is here to see you." (The man nervously informs her)
Principal Susie Walters: Tell him I'll be with him shortly. (Susie tells the man, before instructing him to walk away)... Do my eyes deceive me, or is that kid a Dreamer? (Susie wondered, her eyes glowing with dream energy as she pondered the question)
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