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a lot was happening. a lot, a lot. The table was the least of maxie's worries because there was a swarm of professors like he'd never seen before. Did they think he'd done this? he- he absolutely had not- he wasn't even remotely magically capable of anything close to vanishing a whole table.
H-he'd prove it, somehow- he wasn't sure exactly what that somehow entailed but Maxie Barton Anderson-Belfort was not going down like this.
"I- I-I-I-" cut it out, Anderson-Belfort. "I d-didn't s-see a-a-nothing- anything. It w-was there one minute a-a-and g-gone the next!" Maxie said, flinching with each botched word. They had to believe him.
"A-aaron-" He said with relief, so happy to see his teammate that he nearly leapt over to hug him- nearly being the key word. "N-Nothing i-is alright- the table's gone missing and P-P-Professor S-Sutton T-think I d-did it." She also seemed to believe Lucast (he thought that was the other boy's name) might have done something but Maxie was much more fixated on himself. His large eyes were practically begging for help.
His spilled ink pot had thoroughly soaked through his Air Force Ones but Maxie didn't even notice.
The Creatures. The mutants. Maxie was a tall boy but he suddenly felt very, very small. "See! See! I-it wasn't me!!" Professor O'hara was just as frightening as any unseen creature - if he was honest - but right now Maxie as practically ecstatic she'd suddenly shown up.
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