Glue - Henry Danger

Helping Shwoz

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CAMILAS POV

I sat behind the counter in Junk N Stuff, fiddling with the rings on my left hand. It was near closing time and Henry and Ray were currently out on a mission.

I had gotten the results for a resent biology test, let's just say they weren't exactly what I was wanting. A 'b-' isn't what I was hoping for, I'm supposed to be good at biology. Whatever. But the bad result had ruined my good mood for the day, along with Henry stealing half of my chicken wrap at lunch.

All I wanted to do was to be home and watch some YouTube whilst in bed. But no, I was stuck at my stupid work, in this stupid chair, behind this stupid counter, counting the stupid profits for the stupid day.

The exit door was calling to me, and I was very tempted to walk right out. That was until Shwoz came singing into the room from the back.

"Oh Camila! I have a job for you!" He sung, his accent shining through his words.

I groan after looking at the clock, "Shwoz I'm off the clock in ten minutes, do I really need to do more?" I only had twenty minutes until I got to go home.

"It will only take maybe forty minutes but it will be worth it" he begun using his hands to exaggerate hit point, only to be met with my glare. He sighed and put his hands down, "I will pay you double the overtime"

My choice immediately changed, "fine, but forty minutes max" I smile.

He beamed and gestured for me to follow him, "it may sound a little boring, but I need you to go into my storage room, and change the lids of the disease jars"

My eyes widened, his words stopping in my tracks, "nuh uh I'm sorry, I am not touching those disease containers"

"It's okay Camila! If you wear a mask you're okay" he hit back.

"Why can't you do it?"

He frowned, "I have a boo boo on my finger" his hand lifted in my face, revealing the smallest cut on his index finger. I groan at the man.

"Seriously Shwoz?"

"Oh come on!" He pleaded, "I will do all your work tomorrow!"

My head fell in defeat. It did sound like a good offer, "fine. But make it quick"

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My vision was slightly clouded as Shwoz placed the dirty goggles over my eyes, "now these will protect your eyes from all the ooglys".

The goggles were slightly fogged up due to the mask placed underneath them.

"The ooglys?" I raise an eyebrow.

His eyebrows scrunched together, "hey! You don't see me making fun of your accent" he huffed.

"Fair point" I smiled, holding back a laugh.

"Now be careful. You don't want to inhale any of the chemicals or bad things can happen!" He did some sort jazzy hand thing to which I raised an eyebrow at.

But before I had the opportunity to reply, he was already pushing me into the storage room, closing the door behind me, "rude much" I mumble.

I make my way along the marble flooring, eyeing all the shelves full of random jars. Many containing some sort of clumpy green liquid, the sight alone making me feel nauseous. I shivered before I continued walking around. Who knew a storage room could be so big?

As I walked, I noticed how difficult it was to breathe with a face mask on. The least Shwoz could've done was given me a gas mask, but no, I've been left with a mask from the dollar tree.

After a little while, I eventually found the jars that contained Shwoz's 'diseases'. I pulled out the jar lids from my back pocket, the metal of the lid cold to the touch.

My hand reached for a jar, quickly screwing off the current lid, and racing to switch it for the new one, "seems easy enough, just keep the mask on"

I continued doing this for another what seemed like twenty jars, "jeez how many diseases has this man made, he's been here for two weeks.." I mumble to myself.

As I'm lifting one of the last jars up, I notice the inside of it looks empty. I raise an eyebrow as nearly every single jar in this room had been filled with some sort of mystery liquid. I pull the lid off, and inspect it, "seems empty to me"

Just to confirm, I lift the jar up above my head to inspect the bottom of it. As I lift it, my hand accidentally tilts slightly, dropping a blip of clear liquid onto my neck, "shit!" Turns out the jar wasn't empty, there was clear liquid inside it.

I do my best to wipe it all off before quickly putting the lid back on.

I dial Shwozs number into my phone, and he quickly picks up the phone, "Shwoz! Idroppedsomesortofclear liquidonmyneck! Am I okay?" I rush out.

"Clear? You should be fine! As long as no inhaling"

I let out a sigh of relief, "okay I'm not doing anymore. I've done enough" I huff before hanging up.

I quickly made my way out of the storage room, not wanting to risk harming myself anymore. When I reached the exit, Shwoz waited for me at the door, a smile plastered on his face.

"Thank you Camila!" He beamed, before running off almost like a gremlin.

I shrugged it off and headed towards the elevator of the man cave. I was tired, and just wanted to go home. Maybe even invite Henry to stay and watch some Brooklyn nine nine. Yup, that's my plans.

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