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Jack bent down and felt the trail.
"Sorry. The trail's dry. Looks like we didn't find a Snicky after all." It was true, he was dissapointed himself, but all of a sudden, something happened to lighten his mood- mostly.
SCREECH!!! A loud, piercing noise came from Jack's bag. It sounded like a hundred year old machinery that hadn't been used since it was made was just turned on. The bag was ripped open from the inside by sharp metallic claws, and in front of them was... a Velix? It didn't look quite normal, actually, it was completely different in color, and te only fleshy part of it were it's... Orange eyes. Jack was expecting it to attack, bit all of a sudden, it's hand retracted and came back out as a brush. The other one turned into a dustpan, and the poor thing started sweeping up the shreds of cloth. Out of no where, roaring laughter came from Jack, and he stooped over to pick up the little robot. It struggled, but then climbed on top of it's head, where it nestled down and started to comb his hair.
"Ow... Be gentle." he complained every time the Velix pulled on a knot.
"Kkkkrrrrk!" it would protest, slapping his hand with it's free claw every time he reached up.
"Come on, guys... It's not funny!" he said, reffering to the snickers coming from the two. He sighed, continuing to put up with te torture this robot enforced.
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