"Very pretty, but it won't grant you survial. You know why everyone hates it?" the boy asked as he led you through a door. "It's because you'll be training with toddlers. Bye!"
The boy slammed the door shut, leaving you blinking in a room filled with tiny toddlers.

(Toddlers huh? Oh well they could learn something from me I think?)

"Toddlers? Oh well it's a starting place I guess"

"Hi!" a girl says brightly. She looks to be about your age, not a toddler. "What brings you here? Shouldn't you be doing to rough and tough training with the others?"

"Well I'm not as good as the rest of them so... They sent me here to train with the.. Toddlers"

"Weird..." the girl murmers. "Anyways, lesson one, running! Go see if you guys can run on the track! If you can do a lap, then you get a lolipop!"
Idmedietly, toddlers started running on an insnaly small track. They all gave up halfway.
"Aren't you going to do it?" the girl asks.

"Well... It's a little bit... easy for me and the track's a little bit too small"

The girl's eyebrows knit together. "Then why would they send you here?"

"I guess I wasn't good enough for them? This is embarrassing"

"This shouldn't be happening," the girl mutters. Then onto her watch, "637, we have a problem. I repeat, 637, we have a problem. Over"
The watch cackles, but there's no response.

"What's the problem? And shouldn't someone have answered by now?"