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And so, the tale begins
Echo, loves the time of fall, the autumn vibes of it all.
Mostly though, Echo loves the time of darker eves falling and warming campfires with friends and family around.
But most of all, Echo loves the spooky tales this time elicits to be told. When all of his family are camped together by the warming fires with full tummies. The lot of them only waiting for Echo to tell those special tales which his imaginative brain likes to concoct.
“Echo, we’re waiting…”
Omega usually the one most eager of them all, having found this new side of Echo after their move to Pabu and loving all the tall tales he was sharing.
“Hold yer horses, Megs, Echo is tinking it through.” Wrecker chimed in.
The Powerhouse knowing Echo always wanted a brief time to concentrate, get into character so to speak before the words started pouring.
“Yeah, Omega, it will get better if you let Echo think it through first.” Hunter added.
The Scout still, being rather expectant himself to hear the new story. Although admitting some tales were variations of real happenings, some Hunter and the team having been a part of. But it was all new to the kids. And besides, Echo had a talent for the spoken word.
“Echo, do you need any help with the… plot this time?” Tech offered then.
The and Echo sometimes bouncing ideas back and fort while Echo was writing his tales in his mind. Tech giving pointers here and there.
“I think he is about to start.” Crosshair injected.
Crosshair, always able to see Echo when he was in his state of… the Grand Story Teller of them all!
Taking a few breaths, Echo’s eyes closed at first, before opening them wide. Echo, suddenly having a totally haunted expression on his face… making the youngest there, jump in their seats!