Untitled Part 15

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"Y- Yammy please- can we just go? They're obviously not going to-"

"NO! THEY KNOW WHERE DARK CHOCO IS AND BY GODS NAME I'M GONNA PRY IT OUT OF THEM!"

The helmet-claded figure let out a chuckle, they'd been trailing the group after they had reunited, Yam had asked them why, to which they said they wanted to see if his little 'guess' was right.

"Oh, Yam, I'd love to see you try,"

"YOU WILL!"

Milk once again tried to get his travel companion to calm down- Not attack the stranger with a big scary sword and weird glowing eyes, but he refused to listen, so Milk could only watch.

"ALSO! CALLING YOU WEIRD HELMET COOKIE IS ANNOYING! WHAT IS YOUR NAME!?"

The cookie appeared thoughtful for a moment, before softly chuckling, using their sword to keep Yam from getting to close.

"Sov,"

"Just- just Sov?"

"Full names are unneeded, highly unessasary,"

Sov shook their head as they said that, pushing Yam back. Milk slowly stepped closer, grabbing Yam by the arm.

"Yammy- this doesn't feel right, please lets go,"

From how firm his grip to Yam's arm was, it was obvious that Milk had no plans on letting him refuse.

"Ugh-"

He softened when he saw how nervous Milk was- his gaze was fixed on Sov, it was unsure.

"... Fine,"

They turned away, and started to leave, Milk froze in his steps when Sov spoke a few seconds later.

"Well, well, well, the little hero boy, saving the day again, huh?"

It was Yam's turn to be worried as Milk promptly spun on his feet and walked over to Sov, gripping his staff tightly.

"What."

"You heard me,"

Sov chuckled, shoulders slumping a little bit.

"Look, I'll tell you where Dark Choco is, to be nice, okay?"

The group slowly approached, holding their own weapons - (Dino held out Jel like she was a gun) - in a way to be ready to attack.

"He's right-"

They chuckled darkly, eyes glowing a blazing red, rain starting to trickle down from the storm over head. They tapped the side of their head, and Milk sucked in a sharp breath, shaking a bit.

"Here~"


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