From Where the Belly Tolls (Part 1)

*At Ms. Sheila's school...*

"What an exhausting job I have. How did I get into this mess? Oh right. I opted to add a college level but now I need someone else to help me manage things at both levels. I'll let everyone know that I need some help running the school and college and we'll see where that goes," thought Ms. Sheila before setting up a sign outside.

"Looks like Ms. Sheila needs help. I hope it's not serious," noted Cutie Steps.

"We'd better go find out because it could be related to the school itself," agreed Mocha before they headed inside.

"What are you all doing here? It's not a school day," protested Ms. Sheila.

"We saw the sign on your window wanting help. What for exactly?" explained Mocha.

"It's to help run the school and college. It's become such a chore to run both on a weekly basis that I feel the need to get someone to make my job a bit easier each day. I can't really ask for any of your help as you're my students. You have enough to deal with in my classroom anyway. It's not really a tiny job either. It's a big job as it requires passing out tests, taking them back for grading and opening and closing each classroom door at the right times. No disrespect to any of you but it's not something I can expect any of you to do. Can you all let me know if you see anyone new that could help?" replied Ms. Sheila.

"Sure we can. Good luck, Ms. Sheila," replied Mocha before the group leaves.

"See you all Monday," added Ms. Sheila. *Later that day...*

"A school in need of help is just what I need for a job. I'll see what she has to offer," said School Belle before heading inside.

"What is that noise?" asked Ms. Sheila.

"Oops! Guess I'm making too much of a racket. Better put on my anti-noise belt," realized School Belle before doing so.

"That's better but it's not quite perfect. Oh well. I can now focus but who was that making all the noise in the first place?" questioned Ms. Sheila.

"Sorry about that. It's my fault. I have a special property that makes my belly ring like a bell when it hits anything solid. By the way, I'm School Belle but everyone calls me School Bell-y due to my property," explained School Belle.

"I see. Well are you willing to help me out when I teach?" asked Ms. Sheila.

"I most certainly am. I haven't had much luck getting a job myself. Others seem to think I'm too noisy, even with the belt I'm wearing," answered School Belle.

"What's it do?" asked Ms. Sheila.

"It cancels out the noise my belly makes, to an extent anyway. It offers no restraints to where my belly goes with movement, though," noted School Belle.

"Your belly moves more violently?" questioned Ms. Sheila.

"Kind of. It's so big that it bounces and sways more. If I'm moving through narrow spaces, it may not be the most ideal for me," added School Belle.

"Well I'm willing to give it a shot. Make sure you bring that belt and anything you think would prove useful for helping out. See you on Monday then," stated Ms. Sheila.

"I'll bring my bag of goods just in case," agreed School Belle before waddling away.

"Well. That seems to have at least temporarily solved that issue. Of course, I just have to get through the weekend and that's just grading schoolwork. I just hope things go as well as School Belle makes it out to be," thought Ms. Sheila.

TO BE CONTINUED...