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Poppy followed stiffly, her body seeming to almost be freezing up.
He hesitated before briefly rubbing the back of her neck, returning to the stove.
“Not spider like at all.”
Petra looked furious, watching him from the curb, her brows furrowed.
“You should use red.”
He glared at the two of them before waving a hand. "You're dismissed."
He still seemed tense, but brought a plate over to her a few minutes later.
"I have two legs."
Petra knew where he was, and she pulled her coat tighter around herself as she stormed to the racing track, his gaze as tumultuous as the rain...
"Can you draw a picture in the corner?"
He nodded slowly before turning back to his work.
"They're not all hairy."
(Zoop!)
"I'm gonna try."
"I can add more bodyguards, but I'm not exactly sure what you're expecting me to do here."
"So... do you want it?"
"How so?"
"Well, you'll just have to get over it."
"I bet I could."
"Yeah, Tez."
