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Trouble Time || Bubbles & Wilbur

It wasn’t a common thing for Bubbles to go out on his own. Well, he hadn’t been alone at first, but then his sister had gotten a call from a classmate about some homework, if Bubbles had heard correctly, and then she had told him she had to go. They had parted ways soon after that, altbough not before he had to tell her about a hundred times that he knew his way back home and that he would be fine walking there aline. It wasn’t a ling distance anyway. However, as he was making his way back, he saw out of the corner of his eye a boy Bubbles was sure he’d seen at school before, although he didn’t think they’d ever talked before. Normally, Bubbles wpuld have ignored the boy and kept going home -after all, he didn’t want to worry his family -but he caught a glimpse of an oddly-shapped object on the boy’s hand, and he couldn’t help himself. He quickly walked towards the boy, telling himself it would only be a couple of minutes and that his family wouldn’t even notice the delay. “What is that?” Bubbles asked after a moment of hesitation once he reached the boy’s side.

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