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I do not own Chicken Little. Chicken Little is owned by Disney. I only lay claim to Chauncey Cheetah.

Chapter 4

"I have never had to deal with something like this in all my years as a principal!" A frustrated and angry Principal Fetchit exclaimed. "Foxy! Injuring another student over a game! That's just unacceptable!"

He glared at Foxy, who was sitting next to Chauncey. "After school today, you will stay for detention, Foxy Loxy," he pointed to the door, signaling Foxy could leave.

Chauncey stared up at the principal, still stunned at what the young vixen did to him.

"As for you, Chauncey Cheetah, I'd like you to go to the nurse. She will check your injury that Foxy inflicted onto you," Principal Fetchit explained.

With that, Chauncey nodded solemnly and followed Fetchit's finger to the nurse's office.

The cheetah was sent to the office of Mrs. Rabbitson, a rabbit nurse who cared deeply about helping students with any type of injury.

"Hello dear," she greeted. "Are you hurt?"

"Yes Mrs. Rabbitson. I'm Chauncey Cheetah, and I have a cut on my hip," Chauncey explained.

"Okay let's take a look at it, Chauncey," she suggested.

Chauncey sat down on the examination table and lifted his shirt up to reveal the wound to the nurse.

She gasped. "Oh dear. We'd better clean that wound up and put a bandage on it." The nurse went to get some wound cleaning supplies from one of her cabinets.

"This might sting a little," she cautioned.

Chauncey nodded and winced slightly in pain as the nurse wiped his wound with the small cleaning wipe. After Mrs. Rabbitson dried off the wound, she placed a bandage on it.

"You should feel very lucky Chauncey. It's just a little cut that will heal in about two weeks," she offered a small smile.

"Thank you, Mrs. Rabbitson. Will I still be able to play basketball and run around?" Chauncey asked.

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The nurse nodded. "You should be able to do your normal activities just fine. Make sure to keep the wound clean, and you should be all set," she smiled.

"Have a nice day," the cheetah beamed back.

"You too. Get better soon," the nurse smiled as they waved to each other before Chauncey left to resume his classes for the day.

After school ended, the cheetah was waiting for his parents to pick him up, when Chicken Little and the others walked up to see him sitting on a bench.

"Chauncey! Are you alright?" Chicken Little asked worriedly.

Chauncey nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. It is just a little cut man. I can still do my usual activities without any limitations according to the nurse."

"That's good. It sure looked a lot worse when Foxy attacked you," the chicken said.

The cheetah nodded in agreement. "I am proud of myself though for not fighting back. Otherwise, I would've gotten in trouble as well."

Abby sighed, feeling sympathy for Chauncey. "Chauncey, I think I might know why she attacked you."

Chauncey sighed and lowered his head in shame. "Maybe it's because I've stolen her thunder as the most popular student at Oakey Oaks Middle School?"

The duckling's eyes widened in surprise. "How did you know?"

"Well, I was the most popular student at Oakey Oaks Elementary School. Everyone was asking to hang out with me or to have them on my team whenever we were playing basketball. Popularity though, has never meant anything to me. What matters is being the best person I can be and getting better every day. No one is perfect, not even me. I am fully aware I have flaws just like everyone else. Even though I am at a different school now, I still try to be nice to others and treat them the way I would like to be treated," the cheetah explained.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Truthfully said Chauncey," Fish tried to say.

"Thank you, Fish. You're pretty cool yourself, you know," Chauncey winked.

Fish smiled at the compliment.

"Would you guys like to come over to my place after school on Friday? It's a candyland," Chauncey smiled.

"Sure! I'll just have to ask my father first if it's okay," Chicken Little said.

"I'll have to ask my mother," Runt replied.

"I'm sure my parents won't mind, but I'll make sure about that," Abby stated.

"Sounds good!" the cheetah exclaimed.

The group talked for a few more minutes until a very fancy car pulled up to the front of the school. Chicken Little and his friends were stunned at how the car looked. It was the fanciest, most classy car they had ever seen. No other car in town they had seen ever came close to that one.

"Well, I have to go guys, but it was nice talking to you. Thank you for checking up on me about my injury. I'll see you guys tomorrow!" Chauncey waved as he was preparing to step into the car.

"See you tomorrow, Chauncey!" Everyone exclaimed as they waved until Chauncey got into the car and it drove off.

"Did you see how that car looked? Certainly looks like he is from a rich family," Runt pointed out.

Chicken Little nodded. "Yeah it's the nicest car I've ever seen in town. Maybe he lives in the rich part of town, with all the huge mansions?"

"Yeah I think so. Gosh I sure hope he isn't spoiled like the other kids from the rich families," Abby said.

"Well he doesn't seem that way. I'm sure that despite living in a rich family, he's just an ordinary kid trying to please as many people as possible, regardless of his social status," Chicken Little replied.

"Guess we'll have to wait until Friday to find out," Abby sighed.

"If he says his house is a candyland, then I guess he does live in a mansion after all," Chicken Little said.

The group kept talking until their respective parents arrived to pick them up from school for the day. Would Chauncey prove that he really is a nice kid, or is he just some spoiled rich guy?