From The Magic Video Game 2: Time for Tennis
Then, Levi Cranston found himself in the middle of a field. He couldn’t even fathom where he was exactly. He was just in the middle of a field. And, sadly, he did not have his friends with him. Well, he had his teddy bear that he has had since he was five years old. The odd thing about the teddy bear was that he could actually move on his own.
Levi and Moogles, the teddy bear, walked around the field to see if they could find their way back home from here. With no idea whatsoever of where they were, they were at least going to try to find their way back. They walked and walked and walked and walked. It was a pretty hot day, so they were both extremely thirsty.
“Moogles?” Levi asked.
“Will you tell me if you see water?”
“I will. What are you planning on doing?”
“I think I’m dehydrated. I’m going to lie here until further notice.”
“Don’t tell me that. I’m sure you could go a little further?”
“I’m sick at my stomach, and I think I’m going to puke.”
“Suit yourself, Levi.”
Levi was lying on his back, with his hands under his head. He was pretty sure he was going to throw up. Several minutes later, he did. The retching sounds coming from this boy were horrible. Even Moogles could hear Levi puking from where he was.
And then, several minutes later....
“I FOUND WATER!” Moogles shouted from fifteen yards away.
Levi quickly got up, and took the canteen from Moogles. He drank as much as he thought his stomach could handle. Which was probably more than he wished he had consumed. However, Levi was able to control himself more now than he thought he would be able to. Even though the boy drank quite a lot of water, he did not throw up.
Fifteen minutes later, Levi actually felt so much better. He did not feel weak at all. He actually felt as if he could bench press at least 200 pounds. The adrenaline was rushing through his small body. What exactly did this mean?
Levi wanted to go on a run.
“Levi, what are you doing?” Moogles asked the boy as he saw him stretching.
“I don’t know. Running around, perhaps?”
“I highly advise against it.”
“I’m feeling so much better, though.”
“I’m feeling better,” Levi assured his favorite teddy bear.
“For all the chicken sandwiches in the world, please don’t do it,” Moogles replied.
“I don’t want you to end up throwing up. Again.”
“Why would I?”
“Well, if you end up getting sick once again, I swear that something malevolent will…LEVI!”
It was too late. Levi went on a run. A fast run. He just wanted to get away from this place. At least for a little while. Moogles didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t go after Levi. He is too short and stubby. After all, Moogles is only a teddy bear.
The teddy bear had no idea what to do. Instead, he just walked around the field. Trying to find Levi. Of course, Levi was nowhere to be found. Because he was running. That was why. And then Moogles had no idea where to even begin to search for Levi.
Fifteen minutes later….
“MOOGLES!” Levi shouted from a far stretch.
Moogles ran as fast as he could to the ailing boy. Once he could locate where the boy was, he could hear the horrible sounds of an impending asthma attack. Like any teddy bear could, Moogles ran a good few minutes until he found a random golf cart in the middle of nowhere.
This golf cart was not like any conventional golf cart. It was automated, so Moogles could press a button to take him wherever he wanted to go, and he could stop it wherever he wanted to stop the golf cart.
And away he went.
He saw Levi lying on his side. The boy was breathing very hard and very quickly. He, for the life of him, could not catch his breath. And it was obvious that Levi did not have his inhaler with him. Moogles had it in his pocket. Once Levi took a few puffs on his inhaler, Moogles appeared to be worried.
“GET THE DOCTOR! GET THE NURSE! GET THE….RABBI!” Moogles shouted at the top of his lungs.
In a matter of moments, a rabbi appeared out of nowhere. And he stood in front of Levi, who was still not quite back to his normal self yet. The rabbi and a group of his supporters surrounded him, helped him back up on his feet, and surrounded him again. They brought out a chair for him to sit on because he was still not very stable.
The rabbi and the four supporters started singing some songs of healing, and then the real fun began. They continued to say their prayers and sing their songs, and they all put their hands on his shoulder.
This lasted all but ten minutes, or 600 seconds. But the ten minutes seemed like ten hours, or 600 minutes.
And then the rabbi ordered the supporters to put their hands on Levi’s chest. For some reason, this caused Levi’s asthma attack to return. The boy could feel his heart pounding so hard against the hands of many, or just five people. And this had caused his body to tense up even more. Perhaps the worst was about to be over, and he would be cured from asthma.
Levi woke up coughing. It was around 8 o’clock the next morning. He was not quite sure why he was still coughing. And his chest hurt. He was well over what he had a few days ago. Levi didn’t really feel as if an asthma attack was starting, so why was he worried?
He rolled over on his futon to look at his clock. It said 8:06. Oh snap. It was so early in the morning. Levi really did not want to get up so early, but he would probably have no choice at this point. David Savino, one of his best friends, obviously spent the night at Levi’s house, and he fell asleep on the floor, in front of the TV. And Moogles was sitting right next to David. Levi decided to get out of bed and see if David was still sleeping. As a matter of fact, he was. Quite comfortably, too.
Well, never mind. Levi decided to make attempts to go back to sleep. And he did.
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