Suddenly, the yellow thing I picked up earlier shoots out of my pocket and flies around. It makes the noises you'd expect a machine to make it it was turning on. I stare In amazement.
"I don't know?" It makes purring ish noises as it slows to a stop at my feet. " I'm want to stop on it. Should I stomp on iy? I'm gonna stomp on it. I stomp on it, only it moves out of the way.
".... can I burn it?"
there's a fire in peril's eyes that makes you feel uncomfortable. they'd most likely burn someone alive just to watch something burn at this moment.
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