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The dark of the cave was ideal for Red. No sunlight could kill him down here. He was glad to join Marcus in exploring the caves. What dangers would they discover? What marvels would they unearth? Of course, he doubted that was what interested Marcus. His friend was probably here to mine.

Having lived in a dwarf city for some time before the island... this part of the cave seemed wrong. “Marcus, I do not think we should stay in this spot. I have a bad feeling...”

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Well, that was an experience. Fred thanked Johnny for the help and climbed the stairs back to his appartment. This was familiar. Safe from most troubles. Magic craziness was invading his life, but it could only graze him here.

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Tink-tinkle-tink-tink... Nabaru had told him that a music box would be a good peace offering to Marcus. Well now he had one. Wilson was sitting ontop of a very out of commision clockwork as he carefully trying to give it a tune. He’d picked ‘Play a simple melody’ by Irving Berlin. It was simple and something he’d done before with one of these.

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Wilson Caught the scent of his cuddle buddie and cookies on the wind. Both of those sounded wonderful. In general he’d been feeling more emotional recently. He hadn’t really noticed much but it was a sign of the coming spring. Wilson followed the scent and found Nabaru.

The closest hound picks up Nabaru’s scent and immediately rushes into the mound. Wilson soon dashes out and over to Nabaru. He doesn’t look like he’s had much sleep and there are signs of recently healed wounds all over him. Another thing of note was that he’d grown almost a full foot since the last time Nabaru had seen him while in a normal state of mind.

A bird lands next to them and turns into Rough. They bounce excitedly on their feet as WX-78 marches over.

*Is it him? Is it? Is it?*

“WELL? WHAT IS THE VERDICT?”

Rough noticed their body language and stopped bouncing.