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“I found a clue!” Exclaimed Skateboard, pointing to the blue old timey telephone. “Wow- that’s some old tech, why’d Shuri want this- be has a phone, no?” Boombox touched the phone, turning it around to see the cut wire. “Huh…” Boombox glanced to Skateboard. “ Vinestaff has check all his room- NOTHING! He’s gonna die! He always faints during work hours- imagine now!” Slingshot scowled in fear and anger, his paws stepping on the hardwood floor with clicks. “Sorry, Sling, Vine… I don’t think we can help… I mean you guys can get authorities involved- they’d probably love to help!” Skate tried to reassure, Boombox rubbed his other arm in guilt. Slingshot did not like hearing this, his face formed to anger. “What about that stupid wolf-boy you like, eh? Where’s your little crush?” Slingshot growled, tail lashing as Skateboard reddened. “H-hey! Don’t be like that…!” Skateboard blushed bright pink and hid his face. “He was here, I dunno where he wandered off to though…” Skateboard rubbed his horns in awkwardness. “He’s going solo, claiming you guys will slow him down.” Katana entered, Vinestaff following behind him.
“WHAT??” hissed the group, “We have one person missing already- he’s no going anywhere?!” Slingshot hissed, unsheathing his claws. Boombox sighed, taking his phone out to call Coil.
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“What’s up?”
Coil said on the other line, background noise of chatter audible.
“Coil! Katana told us you wander off- to find shuriken YOURSELF??!”
Skateboard hissed, Boombox soon following up with a joke.
“I never thought you could get dumber.”
“Yeah, I am goin solo. Whatsit to you guys? Plus, I’m not going to find Shuriken yet, I need a recharge of crystals.”
“!!!!”
“COil you are the DUMBEST person I’ve met.”
“I’ll heal you if needed just give us a call-!”
“wah wah okay bye”
And with that the phone call ended. Slingshot scowled. “FUCK! we have no time for this- WHO ELSE DO YOU KNOW IS GOOD AT TRACKING PEOPLE DOWN-?!” Slingshot desperately spat, “Please- time is working against us- I don’t trust the cops- and Coil is already killing himself. Is- is there anyone else you guys know-?” Vinestaff’s eyes watered and she pulled Slingshot back. Katana had his own things so he left fast, so he couldn’t help. Boombox thinks deeply. “My fam would help, but would probably only look in the Playground and crossroads…” Skateboard muttered, looking up. “THE FLIPSIDE! I’m chill with them- maybe they can help-?” Boombox hit his fist in his palm, his idea was great, he thought. “No, I don’t want attention put on Shuriken.” Vinestaff downed her head. Slingshot nodded. “Fuck, that’s everyone I know then…” Boombox leaned back. Slingshot covered his face in his hands and leaned forward. “Everything is falling apart and it’s all my fault….” He croaked out.
Shuriken walked through the sandy endless sea of Lost Temple, the fire of the burnt city made everything a thousand times hotter. He was supposed to meet-… him… around here anyways- right-?
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