by Silver » 03/27/2020 8:13 PM
“Ugh, fine, where are we going anyway?” Keo finally stood up and shook his hair back into place.
“Fe’gan!” Amie cheered.
“She’s kidding, right?” Keo looked over to the Zubat, who seemed to be the cleverer of the two.
“No, she’s not, that’s why we asked you. Your ice typing will help us considerably, we think.” Quark didn’t love the idea of the mission, either, but he was resigned to give it a shot. He’d never hear the end of it otherwise.
“Right,” Keo said, looking down at his paws.
I'm just here flying off the deep end.
I'm just here to become the best yet.
I'm just here for the psych assessment.
I'm just here for the, for the...
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