They weren't in the room he knew because they weren't under his bed, by the door, or anywhere on the floor. He even checked the closet, but nothing bur rockets and clothes were in there.
He had to have them, he couldn't leave without them. He searched the living room, the kitchen, and all the closets. They were nowhere to be found.
Soft foot steps came from behind him as he looked in the bathroom. "Danny, what are you doing?"
"Have you seen my shoes?"
Jazz blinked in surprise, "No."
"If you see them, tell me." he continued on with his such.
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Somewhere in another city, far far away, a young girl sat on her bed and examined her feet. "A perfect fit."
She grinned to herself and hugged her feet, for she had Danny's shoes.
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SS: Dedicated to Shadow Hybrid, who owns Danny's shoes.