The sun, once more, rose over the Constant, despite this being the earliest point chronologically in my DS stories.
As Draco left his tent, he could feel a cold chill in the air, and he could see dark clouds above him. This was quite unusual, given that their base was currently on fire.
While everyone was running between a nearby pond and the fire, a strange thing happened.
As most people should know, the Constant has a habit of messing with the minds of even the most stable of people.
Wolfgang was not very stable.
Somehow, he came to the conclusion that he could PUNCH the fire out. As he did so, it caught on his fist, and made him flail around quickly. WX-78 is not very flexible, or quick.
It was struck by his fist, causing it to explode.
The peices of the explosion landed, of course, on Maxwell's head.
...What do you mean, #maxwellabuseisnotok ?
It's a thing in a comic. (Resumptus Shadows) Its really good.
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You know, Albert really SHOULD be canon.
Sorry this took so long. It was really hard since I haven't been well lately.
