The minute Cody was encased in the cubicle, he had a mild panic attack. Cut off from sound, he found himself completely without the sense to truly understand he was safe. His fingers dug into the table, as he tried to calm himself, deliberately drawing in slow breaths, until the sound of his own heart beating wasn't the only thing he could hear. After another few seconds, he could hear more sounds from outside the cubicle, and he relaxed. 

He had wasted perhaps a moment, and he had missed most of the words, but Cody still began.

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A dilemma. Everyone faces one at some time or another in their lives. Whether it's trying to reach the highest branch, or learning to throw a toy for a dog, or even if it's beginning that long crawling journey to become an adequate adult. 

The young boy was staring at the current dilemma he was facing. His kite was stuck in a tree, and the closest branch to him was just that bit out of his reach. He wasn't strong enough to pull himself up without the branch helping, and besides the trunk was too slippery. 

He held a rock in one hand, but he didn't want to throw it, in case he damaged the kite. 

He was skinny, dangerously so as if he didn't eat enough, his clothes were baggy and his shoes were torn and dirty, but his eyes were bright with curiosity and determination. 

Throwing the rock down he growled in frustration, the boy stomped a foot, and glared up at the kite, as if it had got itself caught there to spite him for wasting his pocket money on it. 

"Why are you so angry?" A voice asked, a young girl appearing, in a pretty pink dress her hair up in a pony tail. This girl was a stark comparison to the boy, clean and neat compared to his dirty and scraggly. 

"Because it's taunting me!" The boy said angrily, actually shaking a fist at the kite. The girl blinked as if she didn't understand. 

"why don't you just get another one?" She said, innocently enough as if she didn't understand the complaint. The boy rounded on her furiously. 

"Because it took me six weeks to save for that one! I had to hide my money so my dad wouldn't take it back! That ones mine! And I wany it back!" 

The girl blinked again, and looked up at the tree, frowning. "Then why not climb up?"

The boy was becoming more visible frustrated as the girl tried to be reasonable, trying to figure out the situation. "I've tried! I can't reach the branch!"

The girl looked up at the branch, and then back to the boy. "Okay then, so you need to have a step up. You look light, and I'm happy to help" and that being said, the girl got on all fours, almost like she was crawling, below the branch.

"No! I'll get you dirty"

The girl gave a laugh, and looked up at the boy. "That's what kids do. Get dirty. Have fun. Come on! You want your kite, right?"

The boy appeared torn, as he tried to decide to accept her help or not. She was already getting dirt on her pretty clean dress, and he wanted the kite. He was worried about hurting the girl, but she seemed sturdy enough, and he was light, always hungry like he was. 

The boy finally have a sigh, and stood to climb upon the girls back, wondering if he should have offered to be the stool. Would it be more...honorable? He didn't know. As he rose, he could finally reach the branch, and he grabbed hold, swinging slightly to wrap his legs around it as wel, before managing to get on top of it. 

He panted slightly, before continuing his journey to the kite, the girl down below cheering him on. He nearly slipped a few times, before he managed to free the kite. When he was he asked the girl "why did you help?"

She smiled brightly "everyone needs help sometimes"
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Agent Caits was reluctant to leave the subjects, but she knew she had to. Moving towards the cafeteria, Agent Caits thought on the fact dioxide was facing big boss, hoping that they hadn't gotten caught. 

Arriving at the cafeteria, she looked for Agent dioxide