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Part 5

Mr. Jack Spicer

...Toilets

We see a boy that looks a LOT like Jack Spicer, but has green hair, dark-green lab coat (not ripped), green swirly goggles, green eyes... Well, basically he wears green stuff. The pants are black and similar as to how Chase Young's are (tucked in).

Hi. I'm Leo, one of "Psychiatrist/Transcriptionist H. Sunshine's" muses. I represent Jack's genius part. Now, Miss Sunshine can't be here right now, for someone reported her for screwing up in chapter/transcription three. I have a pretty good idea whom... A certain evil muse... coughRathcough

Anyways, speaking of Jack Spicer, today, we shall go over his fear... Being flushed down the toilet. Embarrassing... Let's see why!

...MAGIC MAGIC MAGIC MAGIC FLASHYBACKY THINGY-DO...

Jack was spending time with his mother at work. It was "Bring Your Kid To Work and Get A Promotion Day", so, yeah, she HAD to bring her four-year-old son with her.

Jack held tightly to his mom's hand, not wanting to be separated from her in this huge building. He was afraid that if he got lost, no one would bother to look for him... (A/N: That's no way for a four-year-old to think, now is it?)

The day went on, as boring as ever. Jack was left to go doodle on some printing paper in his mother's office, mostly of robots. He loved robots, almost obsessed with them.

It was nearing the end of the day and the little boy needed to go to the bathroom. I mean REALLY needed to go! So, he stood up and started doing the pee-pee dance in front of the desk that Mrs. Spicer was working at.

She was so absorbed into her work that she didn't even see him.

Jack hopped to her side and started whimpering.

She still didn't see him.

He was getting desperate now, so he decided "screw this" and zoomed out of the room and down the hall, searching for a restroom.

Would you believe that he had to go down three floors just to find the nearest restroom! Jack sure didn't, but he still pushed open the door, rushing inside as fast as he could. He almost didn't make it!

Once he was finished, he left the urinal (I don't know what you do at a urinal! I'm not a guy! Also I'm stupid like that!) and was about to go back outside, but he heard voices. Now, Jack was a shy kid, so he ran and hid whenever someone came. This was no different, so he ran into the toilet stall on the far end of the bathroom by a window, shut the door, locking it, and stood on top of the toilet seat, standing with his feet on either side to make sure he didn't fall in.

He heard two men come in, laughing and talking about stuff. He also heard some... questionable sounds, so there was no way he was getting out now. Finally, the two men left. Jack was sitting on the tank of the toilet, waiting patiently for the past hour. He had apparently dozed off and was awakened when the door slammed, so he was a little groggy and didn't really pay attention to what he was doing.

He slipped and fell in the toilet.

The small boy grimaced with a loud "EWWW!" and began scrabbling for the back of the tank thing.

Instead, he grabbed the "flush switch".

There was a loud WHOOOOOSH and the water started overflowing the toilet bowl. This happened because Jack's foot got stuck in the hole in his attempts to climb out. Then, there felt like something was trying to suck it down! Jack screamed at the seriously weird feeling.

He screamed again, more high-pitched this time, when the toilet made a sound he definately did not like. Apparently, the "porcelain demon" was determined to suck whatever it was down into wherever crap goes after you flush, since the suction was more powerful now.

Finally, after making his voice and throat hurt from screaming so loud, Jack's foot slipped out from his shoe and he fell out of the toilet onto the wet floor with a wet SPLAT. The shoe was lost forever, but Jack didn't care, for he ran out of the bathroom, pushing past the group of people that had gathered (his screams attracted them). They gasped in surprise and tried to see what had just run past them, only to find a wet trail leading up the stairway to the ninth floor, the crying fading away.

Mrs. Spicer was finally finished with her paper work. She was about to go out looking for her son so she could turn the papers in and they could leave...

...only to be startled, to say the least, when a wet thing ran up to her, wrapped its arms around her waist, drenching her with more with tears than with its clothing. When she figured out that this thing was her little Jackie, she picked him up, not really caring that her clothes would get soaked. She tried to calm him down, then she noticed that he was missing a shoe.

"Shhh... What happened, Jackie? Where's your shoe?"

"Th-the toi-toilet ate it a-and tried-tried to K-KILL ME!"

...PRESENT ONCE AGAIN...

Leo is smoking. Sees you, frantically tries to put it out.

Ahem. So you have it. Boy, Jack's mother person is nice! No wonder he's so attached to her... Too bad she's always busy. Well, this is what Hybrid had to say...

H. Sunshine: (can't stop laughing long enough to say anything)

Geez, my creator's a nasty woman! Anyways... This was Leo of Geniusness. Reporting out.

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REAL WORLD ONCE AGAIN

Hmm... I may add a few nonsense fears if you really want me to... But they will be horrendously ridiculous and full of loop holes, I assure you, 'cause my mind works like that. I most likely won't do it, though.

Also, this chapter was finished last week. Once again, for some dumb reason, the site wasn't letting me put it up here before I left to go to a camp place. Sorry this wasn't up sooner.