Meanwhile…
Jason was practicing throwing desks.
"Alright kiddo, concentrate. It's all in the wrist," Freddy instructed.
Jason tried to shush him. He began to aim the desk for the target.
"And focus," Freddy said making Jason miss and hit to window shattering it and making him blush.
Freddy sighed and turned to him.
"Were you aiming for the window?," he asked.
"Sorry but you keep distracting me,"
"Well you should be able the hit the target regardless shouldn't you. I mean at your age there's only so much you can get away with. Now I have a feeling I know what's bothering you. Would it have anything to do with the fact that Miss. Hopps reminds you of a certain rabbit you know,"
This caused Jason's to freeze.
"I'm not unfocused because of Rachel,"
"Really? Well then I suppose it won't bother you that she's outside right now?,"
Jason though for a minute before turning away.
"No," he said simply. "Rachel's been awful for years. It's gonna take more than being outside the window to have me running,"
"If you say so,"