Accident
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 3
by
copier
· original author:
swp1
she lost her holding on Phil, and he fell to the ground.
"What just happened?!" Ms.Prittey exclaimed.
"I don't know. I was carrying him over to you, and I must have just dropped him or something," Karen stammers. "It was an accident. I swear."
"You girls have to be more careful with him. He's fragile," the teacher lectures.
"I didn't mean any harm. I swear. I'm sorry Phil." Karen bended over apologetically to Phil and reached down to pick him up.
"Don't touch him," Ms. Prittey scolded. "You girls lost your ability to handle Phil, from now on only I can touch him."
There were several gasps of disappointment among the students. Karen was an unpopular girl today.
Ms. Prittey came over, picked Phil up, and brought him to her desk.
"Are you injured?" she asked sympathetically.
"No I should be good," Phil responded.
"I have to find a safe place for you. I know you can stay on my desk."
She took out a small desk, the right size for Phil, and placed it and him on top of her desk.
"Now that that is dealt with," she instructed now addressing the class. "Let's start class today on..."
Phil sat at his desk on Ms. Prittey's desk taking notes. Does anything interesting happen this period or just boring old school?
"What just happened?!" Ms.Prittey exclaimed.
"I don't know. I was carrying him over to you, and I must have just dropped him or something," Karen stammers. "It was an accident. I swear."
"You girls have to be more careful with him. He's fragile," the teacher lectures.
"I didn't mean any harm. I swear. I'm sorry Phil." Karen bended over apologetically to Phil and reached down to pick him up.
"Don't touch him," Ms. Prittey scolded. "You girls lost your ability to handle Phil, from now on only I can touch him."
There were several gasps of disappointment among the students. Karen was an unpopular girl today.
Ms. Prittey came over, picked Phil up, and brought him to her desk.
"Are you injured?" she asked sympathetically.
"No I should be good," Phil responded.
"I have to find a safe place for you. I know you can stay on my desk."
She took out a small desk, the right size for Phil, and placed it and him on top of her desk.
"Now that that is dealt with," she instructed now addressing the class. "Let's start class today on..."
Phil sat at his desk on Ms. Prittey's desk taking notes. Does anything interesting happen this period or just boring old school?
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