Post by Shadefawks on Jun 21, 2009 5:34:54 GMT -5
Stephen drummed his fingers on the counter before looking up excitedly at his relief coming to take over for the next shift. "Freedom!" he shouts as he is finally able to clock out, not caring if anyone gives him a weird look. He gets a soda before finding a less populated corner to sit and think. He slings his messenger bag with his gear over the back of his chair. <Well that was the dullest time of my life...why did you volunteer for working at the Cinnabon again?> Stephen thinks to Zaphod.
<Well I figured that if any Andalites were hiding in human form, that something that is sweet would draw them out.> Zaphod replies <Maybe suddenly gaining a new sense for them isn't as overwhelming as I thought it would...>
<Or..... there are none here, just cause this is a semi-obvious front for a pool, doesn't mean they won't think its a trap and stay far away.> Stephen thinks rather annoyed, unconsciously staring at some girl sitting across the way, whom seemed to be whispering something to a boy.
<Well I figured that if any Andalites were hiding in human form, that something that is sweet would draw them out.> Zaphod replies <Maybe suddenly gaining a new sense for them isn't as overwhelming as I thought it would...>
<Or..... there are none here, just cause this is a semi-obvious front for a pool, doesn't mean they won't think its a trap and stay far away.> Stephen thinks rather annoyed, unconsciously staring at some girl sitting across the way, whom seemed to be whispering something to a boy.
