Hours had passed since the fuse had blown and Troy’s Troubles had started since then he had not moved from his chalk drawn square. He had gone over every possibility in his mind and he realized he could not get out of this alone he had to get help from someone in his house… The sunlight streaming through the window told Troy that it was getting towards the afternoon his mother was probably picking up Amber and Adam from school right now... “Well I can’t stay up here it could be days before someone comes up to the attic” Troy thought out loud to himself as he stood up and brushed himself off. With one last look around the room that used to be so familiar he turned around and headed to the door and the unbelievably tall stairs…
Troy was definitely happy the stairs were carpeted now the fibers made it a much easier climb down. He had made it halfway in an hour at this rate may be he could make it before... As soon as the thought crossed his mind as if on cue he heard the front door open and the sounds of his younger siblings rushing in and dumping their backpacks and kicking off their shoes in the hall. “IT’S FRIIIDAY IT’S FRIIDAYY YAY YAY FOR FRIIIDAYY” his little sisters voice reverberated all the way through the house. “I’m only 4 stairs away I can do this”. The door at the bottom of the stairs still ajar from where Belle ran out whimpering earlier creaked open in front of him and his mother appeared in the frame, “TROY ARE YOU UP THERE? WE BROUGHT CHINESE FOOD HOME”. He cursed his habit of not answering his mother when he worked if he had been a little more courteous in the past she might have realized something was wrong and come looking for him, but instead she disappeared from view leaving the door wide open. Amber rushed past the door being chased by Adam who was closely followed by Belle letting out barks like thunder. Troy looked back up the stairs amazed at how far he had come and when he looked back he was face to cold wet nose with the giant dog. “Wah!”
SNIIIIIIIIIIIIFFF. With hurricane scale winds Troy is lifted off his feet and into the air. “No! Bad dog!” Troy lands on Belle’s nose still screaming at the dog as it trots up the stairs he spent so long climbing down. In a matter of seconds he’s back in the attic and he knows where Belle’s going even before he feels himself slipping, then falling, then landing in the empty stadium sized bowl. Troy is so concerned about the giant furry monster looking down at him that he never heard the stairs creak as Adam came up to the attic. In fact He doesn’t realize there’s another human in the room until Adam reaches down and grabs his prison. “Why is your food bowl up here Belle? Goofy mutt.” Adam turns in a circle looking around the room sending Troy rolling head over heels in the bowl. “Wonder where Troy is. Probably not even home, He gets away with everything even skipping school. It’s not fair...” Adam’s gaze locks onto the shrink ray. “I wish this stupid machine would work May be he’d disappear and not come back.” Troy couldn’t believe his ears his little brother surely didn’t hate him that much! As Adam carried the food bowl back down stairs Troy tried to think back over the past few years had he been a bad brother?
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