Episode Six: Enroll Big School Part Two

Previously in the gymnasium of big school... "Are you new here," tiny student? His teacher coach SGT Dorkins staring at him. "Yeah! I'm. My name is Dave Seville," Mr. Coach SGT Dorkin. His squeaky voice pitched. "All right, kids, we are discussing about practice on try out basketball for big season game next week." "Oh." His ninth-graders students sighed. "Whistle blow! Kevin, here's basketball to shooting in the basket rim now." He whistled and ordered. "Absolutely! No problem," Mr. Coach SGT Dorkin. "Good! Your turn to shootout in the basket rim," Little David? His normal-size tough teacher coach SGT Dorkins gave it to him recently. "But, I can't lift this because it's too big than I am," Mr. Coach SGT Dorkins. "Laughingstock!" "Stop laughing," kids! He whistled and yelled at his ninth-graders students are standing on the hardwood tile carpet in the gymnasium. "Oh." "Sighs. You need to focus to shootout it in the basket rim or I will give you ten laps run," Little David? His normal-size tough teacher coach SGT Dorkins said. "Positive, Mr. Coach SGT Dorkins. Grunting! Whoa! Aha!" "Oh, man! You break the window glass of rim basket," little David. He frustrating groaned. "Oops! I try to tell you that I am too tiny to shootout it in this." Alvin's adopted human tiny-size Dave Seville nervous smiles at him. "Go ten laps runs now," Little David! His normal-size tough teacher coach SGT Dorkins ordered. "Yep. I guess so," Mr. Coach SGT Dorkins.

Afternoon lunchtime in the cafeteria... "Excuse me. Can I sit down with you," Kevin? Alvin's adopted human tiny-size son Dave Seville came and brought his lunchbox recently. "Sure! Come on my hands," little Mr. Seville. "Thank you. I open my lunchbox and pick my boiled eggs and salad bowl up from this." He jumped on the table seat bench from his normal-size classmate Kevin's hands. "I don't know you are in trouble with our teacher coach SGT Dorkins?" "Yeah. He gave me ten laps runs that I am exhausted of this," Kevin. "Maybe you will wear a high heel shoes to shootout this next time," little Mr. Seville. "Of course! I have to finish eat my boiled eggs and salad and drink my apple juice carton box with a straw in it."

At three o' clock outside of the front doors at big school... "Dave! How was your first school day?" His adopted red-clad ten years old CGI animated remake troublemaker dad chipmunk Alvin Seville stop to drive a red and yellow hot rod car. "I am not mood today," Dad. "Tell me what's wrong," Dave? He started to engine and went to home recently. "My normal-size classmates laughing at me because I'm so tiny-size to shootout the basketball, but hit the window glass of basket rim that's why my normal-size tough teacher coach SGT Dorkins gave me ten laps runs for this," Dad. His adopted human tiny-size son Dave Seville sat down on the front seat passenger with a miniaturization seat belt on. "I understand that you're a special person when my wife Brittany and I found you were a orphan wee baby in the orphanage agency building two years ago." "Really," Dad? He puzzled at him. "Yes. I think so," Dave. "Can I buy some high heel shoes for helping me to shootout the basketball in the basket rim next week?" His squeaky voice pitched. "All right. I will talk to your uncle Simon about this." The End!