by MetaknightFan1 » Fri Oct 10, 2014 8:42 am
Itchy threw his hands in the air, trying to figure out whether he was frustrated, or happy. Kind of a mix of both. "Well, 1 suppose 1t's not that embarres1ng. You and 1 are the only ones 1n the room..."
Fin had fallen on the floor again, supposedly 'dead'. Of course, he was just sleeping. Stupid illness. It made him look like a fool,
"7race!" Crowbar called out, looking for the shark like leprechaun. "Hey 7race, I have 7hings 7o discuss wi7h you."
Trace appeared from the future right by him. He had noticed that Crowbar's past self had been looking for him. "You w3r3 calling? Or ar3 calling?"
"Ye4h I should he4d b4ck before the others wonder where I 4m." Clover knew that was wishful thinking. The others did really ever wonder where he was, unless they were worried that the Midnight Crew would figure out one of the time riddles. But the Midnight Crew wasn't here, so the other members of the Felt probably didn't care what Clover was up to.