ScuttlebuttHe knew it was coming. There was that feeling crawling up his spine, and sent goosebumps across his neck. Not to mention that smell. That absolutely disgusting smell all goddamn Smokers have. But where he was... Scuttle had no clue.More Like This
The sky cast pale light through the clouds, and the air (besides stinking of Smoker) promised rain, and Scuttle was tempted to just hop out of the stand, and get the hell home. But then he'd get yelled at again by boss man. And he didn't want that did he?
Today was an absolutely boring day. No customers, no park visitors, absolutely no one. It was as if there was some sort of epidemic of some illness or another- oh. Riiiight. Well, there were still some people right? (Look at his albeit stupid dad! And Grandpa Altaïr and Uncle Ezio! And Alex Mercer!)
A squirrel skittered by, and Scuttle, in his boredom, stared at it. It was an adorable thing, a light brown color, with soft-looking fur, and ears twitching