#tuckery

A batch of small bubbles dance past Tucker, carried off by the wind to their final resting place. A second batch was quick to follow, along with a chirp and ring of a bell. A Siamese cat, sporting a tux and top hat leap past the demigod, reaching for the bubbles with its claws drawn out. The dapper creature lets out another happy chirp as it ensure a bubble’s early demise, but its celebration is cut short, as it spots a new victim looming behind Tucker. A giant bubble crept its way towards them, large enough to swallow the son of time right up with room to spare. The cat readies itself, crouching low and waits for the right moment to pounce. “Sorry!” Reverie calls out, sighing as his luck seemed to take another bad turn. “The wind, it... the bubbles follow the wind.”