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happilyeverbeginning2019-03-09 08:10 pm
sos_pilot) wrote in happilyeverbeginning2019-03-09 08:10 pm
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come stop you're crying / it'll be all right (donald and della)
Rebuilding a Gummi Ship was not as easy as Chip and Dale would have anyone believe. Sometimes Della mentally cursed the fact they made it seem that way - but in the end, it had only been her own fault. It was going to be another long day of searching the entire planet for lost pieces, and hoping they would still work - not all of them did.
Off in the distance, she heard a sound, and froze. Sometimes this world got odd little "visitors" - black wiggly things with red eyes, silver hooded creeps. She could never truly "kill" them, as they didn't seem to die, but she could fend them off for a while. She whipped out a small man-made club she'd fashioned, ready to whallop whatever planned to give her trouble today.
She rounded a corner, not seeing who invaded her space just yet.
"I am in NO MOOD today for your shenanigans!"
Off in the distance, she heard a sound, and froze. Sometimes this world got odd little "visitors" - black wiggly things with red eyes, silver hooded creeps. She could never truly "kill" them, as they didn't seem to die, but she could fend them off for a while. She whipped out a small man-made club she'd fashioned, ready to whallop whatever planned to give her trouble today.
She rounded a corner, not seeing who invaded her space just yet.
"I am in NO MOOD today for your shenanigans!"