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Setting: Jam Pony, 12:23 pm
Original Cindy, Sketchy, and Herbal Thought sat crowded around their usual lunch table. Max was absent due to the annoying pages of her knight in (apparently) dull and dingy armor. Sketchy and Herbal were having an animated conversation about stunt biking, while Original Cindy sat deep in thought, frowning as she chewed her PB&J.
"OC!" Cindy snapped out of her trance at the sound of Sketch's Voice. She looked up to find both men staring at her in concern.
"Something wrong?" Sketchy asked. "You seemed kind of out of it."
"Do y'all thing that Rollerboy is good to Max? Like, he respects her and stuff?"
"I think if Max catches you calling him 'Rollerboy' there'll be Hell to pay." Sketchy replied. "However, do you have any reason to believe that things are anything other than copasetic in the land of the rich and reclusive?"
"Well," Original Cindy began, but was cut off by Herbal.
"I and I don't want to even think about what Max'll do to the two of you if she finds out that you've been gossiping about she and Logan again. It's all good, all the time, and especially when you don't interfere." He shot a pointed look at Original Cindy. "Now I and I am going' to get back to work." He got up and left the two of them staring at him, puzzled.
"What's gotten
into him?" OC asked Sketchy.
"Problems with his
woman," Sketchy replied. "Again. But I think he's right about
not interfering. Unless you plan on leaving me your bike."
Thwap! Was the sound of OC's hand slapping Sketchy's head.
"Did I hear and echo?" She said, before walking off.
"Ha ha," Sketchy muttered to himself as he threw out the remains of his lunch and went of to get a package from Normal.
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