“How did you learn to do that?” Flowey hissed, referring to San’s tracking abilities.
“The training you skipped last week,” Sans whispered, teleporting right next to the dog.
Asriel, do NOT wake up that dog!
Flowey tugged on San’s jacket, shaking his head urgently. The skeleton backed away from the dog a few steps, glancing back at the flower with a look of confusion. Flowey held a leaf to his mouth to signal for the skeleton to say silent.
I was able to get him asleep for a minute or two, but my magic is very weak. The locket is on the other side of the alley way under
"So, you used to do what I'm helping you with all the time when you where my age?" The Girl asked, looking at Quinn curiously from her place in front of the Dig Dug machine which had reported that the joystick was less than responsive than usual on her clipboard of games to look at.
She had a theory that the microcircuits that drove the controls needed to have the connections reseated in the Jamma PCB, though she also considered the fact that the joystick in question had n
Lugging the bag over her shoulder as she headed out, locking the hotel room door before heading to her truck, doing a check around the exterior. It wasn't an impressive truck but she couldn't help but check anyway... Climbing into the cab, taking a moment to put the bag in the passenger seat and belting up before driving towards Litwak's.
In comparison to the hour it took to get there yesterday, the drive only took twenty minutes. Pulling up on the opposite side of what she had correctly guessed was Mr. Litwak's car the day before. Picking up the bag from the passenger side and exiting the truck as Mr. Litwak stood outside, he seemed rather concerned about something.
"Good morning Mr. Litwak sir." Qu