After Dutch Day_PT4

The bell rung, signaling the end of class. Victor sighed to himself, this is
going to be a long day. He gathered his belongings and and got up from his desk
and walk to Elsa's. He stood in front of her desk and she looked up at
him.
"I guess I have baseball practice after school so I wont be able to walk home
with you." Victor said annoyed. Elsa grabbed her belongings and stood up from
her desk.
"That's okay, we can walk to and from school whenever you want. Maybe I'll
drop off my belongings and pick up Persephone and we can watch you at practice
and walk home together then." Elsa smiled softly.
"Really?" Victor perked up.
"Yeah, if you want maybe I can pick up Sparky too?" She asked.  
"I do miss him..." Victor mumbled.
"Call your parents and tell them I'm going to pick up your dog and I'll see
you at practice." Elsa smiled and walked away.
    "Great now Elsa's going to watch me suck at baseball," Victor thought out
loud as he walked to the front office of the elementary school. He opened the
glass door and walked up to the receptionists desk. Victor put his hands up on
top of the desk and made a small sound, the lady at the desk turned her head to
him.
"How may I help you, dear?" She asked.
"Can I use the phone? I need to call my parents."
"Sure thing dear," She pointed to the phone on the other side of the desk,
"press 9 before you dial."
"Thank you." Victor walked over to the other side of the desk and began to
dial his house. The phone rang a few times before his mother finally
answered.
"Hello?" she answered the phone confused, the school had never called her
before. Had Victor gotten in trouble?
"Mom? Hi, I uh- I have to stay after school today. I have baseball
practice."
"Oh," His mother sighed, "Is that all? I thought something happened."
"Oh, no." Victor chuckled. "I just need to practice if I'm going to get any
better and maybe go to the championship..."
"Oh dear, that's wonderful. I'm so proud of you! Making friends and playing
sports, I'm sure you'll be wonderful."
"Thanks ma." Victor blushed. "Um- my friend Elsa is going to watch me
practice today-"
"She is!"
"Yes, she said she would come by and pick up Sparky on her way  home and
bring him and her dog to the school field. Is that okay?" Victor asked nervous,
no one had ever taken care of Sparky other than Victor and his parents.
"That's fine dear, as long as you're sure you can trust her with your
dog...?" Susan questioned.
"Of course I can!" Victor said a little too quickly. "She- she has her own
dog too. A black poodle- Persephone."
"Oh yes, that's right. If you trust her I trust her." Victor felt relieved at
his mothers acceptance.
"I don't know how long practice is going to be- maybe an hour?"
"Dinner is in two hours, if you're not home by then I'll save some for you in
the microwave."
"Okay."
"Alright, you do good out there!"
"Yeah... okay bye."
"Bye, dear!" Victor hung up the phone and thanked the receptionist once again
before walking out the doors and heading to the baseball field.

    Elsa arrived at her uncles house, she quietly opened the door and snuck
in. she ran to her room and threw her stuff on the bed, Persephone ran up to her
wagging her tail and jumping around her feet. Elsa hushed her dog as she grabbed
the leash and clipped it to her collar. She pulled her dog along with her as she
headed back to the front door.
"Going to the baseball felid at school, I'll be back for dinner!" Elsa yelled
then went out the door before her uncle got a word in edgewise. Elsa closed the
door and made her way over to the Frankenstein household. She rang the doorbell.
Sparky's ears perked up at the sound and began to bark at the door.
"I heard it Sparky!" Susan called to the dog as she walked from the kitchen
to the front door, with the dog leash in hand. "That must be Elsa." Sparky ran
around in excitement at that name.
    Susan opened the door to reveal Elsa and her poodle. Sparky ran to
Persephone and they sniffed each other.
"Hello Mrs. Frankenstein." Elsa said politely.
"You must be Elsa Van Helsing." Susan said as she looked at the strange
girl.
"Yes, I am. Have you talked to Victor? He said I could pick up Sparky and
take him to the baseball field."
"Why yes he did." She smiled. Susan bent dog an put the leash around Sparky's
neck and handed it to Elsa.
"I trust you will take good care of Sparky?" Susan asked.
"Of course, Mrs. Frankenstein. Persephone  and I enjoy his company." Elsa
smiled.
"I expect Sparky to be back with my son immediately after practice."
"Yes, ma'am." Susan smiled down at the girl.
"Okay, well be careful on your walk and i hope to see you soon." Mrs.
Frankenstein smiled.
"Okay." With that Elsa set off down the street hand in hand with Persephone
and Sparky.

    Victor walked up to the baseball field. The boys were waiting for him and
from here they didn't look to happy, Victor figured. Victor looked over at the
benches, Elsa wasn't there yet... but sitting next to Bob was Edgar. He was
waving towards Victor. He looked around him as he walked, no one was there. He
must be waving at him, Victor tossed his hand up and continued to head to the
field. Victor walked to the dugout where he set down his school stuff and the
coach tossed him his baseball jersey, advising him to be here on time. Victor
buttoned up his shirt and went out onto the field with the other players.
Toshiaki and Nassor stood there with their arms crossed and their feet patting
the dirt.
"About time you showed up." Toshiaki called out to Victor.
"I had to call my mom." Victor told him as he stood in front of the two
bullies.
"Your mom didn't know you had practice?" Nassor looked at Victor with
disbelief.
"I didn't even know I had practice," Victor shrugged. "Since Sparky-" Victor
looked out at the street. "I haven't though much about baseball since... that
day." Victor looked back at the two boys.
"Fine." Toshiaki said annoyed, "Just get a bat and get over there, you need
practice more than anybody here."
    Victor walked over to the fence and grabbed a bat, he walked up in front
of Nassor at home plate. He looked over at Toshiaki and winded the bat up behind
him.