Spit it Out

We Can Play Rough And Tumble (Part Two)

You and Toby were outside, he was having you stretch out. This wasn't too bad, it looked like he was going to build your muscles today.
"Alright, (y-n), I hope you're ready to have the worst day of your life. "
Toby says.
You roll your eyes, laughing.
"Yess sir. I'm ready for you to teach me everything you've got. "
He chuckles, and looks down, rubbing his eyes.
"Ohh, (y-n) (y-n). . . 50 push-ups. Arm strength is important. "
You took a deep breath and got on the floor. You started your first push-up.
Toby walked around you, and put his foot on your lower back, to add more weight. You sighed and tried to push his weight, which he made sure to not make it easy. After you finished 50, your arms were dead.
"Alright, (y-n). 50 more, this time, I'll lay off you," he says leaning his back against a tree.
You sighed and got back into the plank position, and started the next 50.
You felt the burn in your arms, your shoulders, it felt like your arms were on fire!
By the time you had gotten to 47, you fell. Toby pulled you back up to your elbows by your sides,
"10 more," he says, holding your ribs.
You caught and started the 10.
Finally, you had finished.
"Get up," Toby says.
You bring yourself to your feet, facing Toby.
"Jumping jacks. 100 to start."
Hh?
"Uh, how about 20?" you ask.
"Fine. 20. Go."
You stand tall and start jumping jacks. You felt your body warm up.
After you finished you looked at him.
"Another 20," he says.
Done.
"Another 20."
Uhm... Ok.
"Another"
At this point your lungs were dry, and your arms felt weak.
"Another 20."
Your breathing was heavy now.
"Good girl," he says.
"10 more, for me, ya?" he says.
You weren't going to give up though. This job was what you wanted so you wouldn't forget anything you've already learned. Not only about Toby but about this new world of faceless creatures and what more could come from this.
You started the 10.
"You're tough. Want to do another 10 for 100?" he asks. You did.
The next 10, the last 10. You needed water.
"Alright, (y-n). How are you feeling?"
He asks
"Dry. Could I have some water?"
He chuckles.
"Sure. After you run 5 laps around the cabin. "
"Toby. Really? I just want a drink."
"Yes really. Run 10 now. You want to work for this place, don't you? Just do it." he says.
Toby was being unfair. You felt dehydrated.
You turned away and started jogging around. Toby followed you, jogging too.
You started picking up your pace second lap around. Again. Again. By the fourth, you started to slow down. You kept going, until the fifth, you took a breather and walked 5 steps.
" I said run, not walk, keep running!" Toby yells.
You run, finishing your 5th lap.
"Give me five more for walking," he says.
"Toby! I need water."
"You'll get water. After this fifth. "
What's up with Toby? Did he take training this seriously? This was a whole different side of him.
After the training was over, your face was red, and you felt so gross and sweaty.
"Are you up for another day of training? " he asks.
"Y-yes. Of course," you say. Regretting it almost.
He sighs.
"Then be ready tomorrow.." mumbles under his breath. Then walks away. He seems bothered by something. Does he want You around at all?
Maybe he's overworking you so You would change your mind and leave...
You clean yourself up and get dressed in clean clothes.
You walk to Toby's room and see him laying in bed.
Something might be bothering him. The fact you want to stay.