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Chapter 2: Apologies
"Neecko! Neecko! Call for Help!" the old man cried,
Neecko pulled out an electrical stick that is used for rounding up all the animals or to tame a Finolian lion, Also known as a lion with horns on its forehead
Neecko stood firmly and ready to defend his grand father, the hooded person put down his gun and apologized,
"Oh…I'm sorry I didn't mean to harm any one I just wanted to…" Neecko just stood in confusion and answered him back with his young hillbilly voice
"No I'm the one who should be apologizing around here…" Neecko then turned back to his grandfather "…Grandpa oh Grandpa it'll all be fine, his okay." The hooded person pulled off his hood and revealed himself, it turned out to be a teenage boy the same age of Neecko and he had hair going down to his neck, green eyes and was a bit short but not too short.
"Nice to meet you, the names Neecko, Neecko Slamter." Neecko stretched his palm to shake the boys hand, "Well Neecko my names Andren Lantis, but you can just call me Dren." He answered as he shook the other boys hand, the old man sat back up on his chair and hovered to Dren, "Well howdy do, and what was your name again boy I didn't quite hear you."
The old man asked as he closed one of his eyes to look closely at the boy, Dren answered back "Uh…my name is Dr…I mean Andren Lant…" before Andren could finish his answer the old man cried out, "Yippee! It's him, I told you but no siree you just didn't believe me did ya!" Neecko gave an irritated face, as for Andren he was confused, "Neecko what's this all about?" asked Andren.
Well thats the end of the chapter please R/R.