217: "...or..b.."
31 beams
31: Y-yes! Yes darling...what-what happened to your orb...?
August: ...
He slapped his head with his hand.
"Di owie.."
31: Yes-I know, darling...but can you tell me how?
"Run...den...den...BMOOOSHY!"
31: ...
He looks at 31, then at Kat, eyes pleading
August: quietly Let me try to help him...please...
"Sure-"
217: "Bai? Vuuuuu!"
He ran up the stairs and out of the dungeon
31: SHIT!
He fuckin' sprints after 217, legs SIGNIFIGANTLY longer than his.
August: Should we...should we follow them!?
"Have you seen them race? 31 has to slow down so 217 doesn't have a fit."
31 comes back down the stairs with a kicking and screaming 217 cradled in his arms
31: Shhh...enough darling...I promise I'll let you win the next one...
(Reee)
(reeeeeeee)
(REEEEEEEE)
