Ready, get set, go!! Well that's what Cris was thinking to himself as he watched one of the other students start off with a vengeance. Knowing there was plenty of gnomes to go around, especially if there were those who had acclimatized themselves to those dizzying spins and subsequent throws, to the point that they had no problems recovering quickly before venturing back to where they originally started from.

"Come out, come out wherever you are!" Cris whispered, inviting the gnomes to cross his path. He could see them popping their heads out before running around and then tucking themselves back into the pushes.

Ah...gotcha!! Cris zoned in on one particular gnome. Target acquired!! Cris ignored all the others around him, narrowing his focus on that one gnome.

Okay time to make like a tree! Cris stood as still as possible when he saw the gnome run helter skelter towards him. Mister potato head, you're mine.

....and just as the gnome crossed his path, Cris stuck his foot out in front of it.