[Sirens.
Again.
She's following the cars this time. To the junkyard.]
Again.
She's following the cars this time. To the junkyard.]
[Oh. Hmm. That seems fine! What's burning???]
CAN’T A MAN GET SOME SLEEP AROUND HERE?!
[Frasier Cranium emerges. Tired. Cranky. Stumbling towards the smoke.]
[Frasier Cranium emerges. Tired. Cranky. Stumbling towards the smoke.]
[Oh hello Millium. You didn't ask for an adult so-- good, because you aren't really getting one. But he's joining you all the same.]
[Well, that sure smells like trouble. To the junkyard!]
[That's fine, she's not sure an adult would help here.] It's just like that first Friday...
[ He's following behind all wet cause the noise disturbed his shower. ]
What the hell is going on?!
What the hell is going on?!
...you mean when you and Sakura-chan were here before.
[Well that bodes about as well as he expected.]
[Well that bodes about as well as he expected.]
[Wow? Can y'all have like half a faith in her??? smh]
[junkyard crew has one more member!!]
...This can’t be good.
...This can’t be good.
[ Silently following behind him. Nine needs a babysitter and no one else is stepping up to the plate. ]
There's a trail of smoke from the junkyard. Are you going to look?
There's a trail of smoke from the junkyard. Are you going to look?
[ Yeeeeah that checks out. Also hi babe.]
Have to peek to make sure no one needs help, you know?
[ Let's go to the junkyard. ]
Have to peek to make sure no one needs help, you know?
[ Let's go to the junkyard. ]
As if that was going to happen. Still... This is on another level.
Just don't get too close to the fire. Gods know if there's anything explosive in that scrap heap.
[ She's about five seconds away from waggling her finger like a school marm, but also like, not going to stop him. He's got a point. ]
[ She's about five seconds away from waggling her finger like a school marm, but also like, not going to stop him. He's got a point. ]


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