With Officer Frank turned into a very large and quite imposing Minotaur, John smiled to himself as he started to leave the cafeteria as well, knowing that he needed to get back to the gym class that he ran. With Frank being turned into a minotaur, John couldn't help what else he could make a reality. He wondered if it was something so simple, so easy to get whatever he wanted, that all he had to do was type it into the new program on his phone and then "poof" it was made into reality? Was it REALLY that simple? As he, the head teacher of P.E. and gym, as well as the head coach of the new football team to be walked through the halls, John knew that there was a monumental task ahead of him... creating a team when he assumed no one there knew how to even play football... let alone be in a team. This was a quiet school... a school of scholarly individuals who had seemingly little interest in competitive sports. "Maybe..." he thought to himself, "maybe I can just write something and make a team happen...?"
"Alright... let's give this a go..." John said muttering to himself, "Out of all the rooms I walk by from now until I get to the gym, there will be at least one person into mythology or sports that will meet in the gym for their initial foray into football." He typed in, doing something silly, half sure it would work, but half thinking that there would be no one from the school that would meet this silly qualification. However, as soon as he pressed enter, two average sized guys came out and waved to him, one from each room on his left and right, all calling out to him, "Hey Coach!"
"Hey Coach...?!" John smiled and shrugged, seeing first hand how anything can be called into reality using this tool. "H-hey there..." John replied back, not sure of either of the student's names, one who looked back and smiled. "It's Bradley sir, but it's ok... you have a lot of guys to remember." He said while walking in the same direction that John was... to the gym. Wondering who the other kid was and who else was going to show up to be on the team. Curious and wanting to expedite the entire process, John quickly walked through the halls, sometimes one student would emerge, sometimes a few or none did, but that was also something that was expected.
Now... now John wanted to be in the locker room, leaving his phone behind to check to see the guys that arrived in his office... not expecting one of the students to go in there and fiddle with his world writing program. Quickly he hustled down the stairs, jaunting to his office for a moment to put up his phone and closed the door behind him, securing the device and then waited in the center where the "gathering spot" was... a place where there was a big open square area, wooden benches to sit and surround a speaker and watched as the male students started to filter in. However... one of the students took a stop by the office to leave a note of sorts to say what position he wanted when he noticed the phone and started to type into the open text field... not knowing what he was unleashing.