Toronto, Canada, January 26th and Jan 29th 1935

[basic_powers]

Dear journal,
Miss Squirrel's offering to teach me how to box today, since I have a lot of free time around the lair...

"Okay now just put your feet like this and keep your weight on the balls of your feet, Short Pants."

"Kay." Obediently Tyler did so moving closer to the punching bag set up on a spring and looking towards the fearless fighting female for further guidance.

"Awright now just lean forward and give that punching bag a good left jab."
-phunt!- -sproooong- "Hey I-"
-grooonk- -thunt!- -thump-

Tyler looked at the punching bag on his butt, bewildered with a glove-covered hand going to his right eye.

"Uhh..Boss? We got any icepacks?"

Dear journal,
I've been here over two weeks now. I miss TV and books so much right now. I caught myself wishing Cecil or even Zodon were here.

So far no luck on the coaster portal working yet, but they keep saying give it time.

Meanwhile I've been exploring the Lair and some of the caves whenever Miss Squirrel and Mr. Red Panda have both been out. So far nothing much except for some tubes and the workshop, which has a lot of gizmos and other things in it that might be interesting later.

Soon as they're out I'm going to take a flashlight and start exploring the caverns and tunnels.

Tyler, while being very well-behaved and trustworthy for a child his age and size, does have limits to his patience and his ability to put up with the same routine day after day. After the moment he doesn't hear either of the masked do-gooders talking in the lair or in any space where the sounds would carry to it. Scooping up his backpack he started along one of the tunnels to see where it'd come out.

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[basic_powers]

He's also ten and hasn't seen fresh air in two weeks.

"Sir, there's a buried space station that's part of our school and sealed off, but it's still part of the school."

[trustydriver.livejournal.com]

"This is not your school, Tyler," the man points out. "Nor is it the Panda Lair. That much should have been obvious from--"

"Uh, Boss?" Kit pipes up. "You really think we should be havin' this conversation here??"

[basic_powers]

"Maybe I should go back and wait for whatever punishment I'm gonna get."

[trustydriver.livejournal.com]

The man's frown deepens. "You're not going anywhere without an escort, young man. We'll discuss your punishment later."

[basic_powers]

So he's just supposed to stay here? In plain sight?

"Yessir." And the man will be given a wary look, as Tyler usually gives grown ups outside of Milliways. "So what should I do, then?"

[trustydriver.livejournal.com]

"Just stay here and keep quiet," the man replies. "The staff know that I prefer not to be disturbed during meals. We'll escort you back to the Lair after breakfast."

[basic_powers]

...After breakfast? You're just going to make him sit here and watch you guys eat that really tasty looking breakfast?

The aforementioned cinnamon rolls and some of the juice are going to be given a look before a begging, 'I'm hungry' look to Miss Baxter. Tyler may not have yet fully mastered the art of speaking Canine, but the puppy-face is pretty easy to do.

[trustydriver.livejournal.com]

Kit immediately turns and gives her boss a similar look.

The man sighs. "Here," he says, pulling out the chair next to him. "Try not to make too much of a mess."

[basic_powers]

Tyler beams up at the man before coming up and sitting politely at the breakfast table. "Thank you and I will, sir."