"What's with all this racket?" Tabitha muttered to himself, following the source of the sound.
"..." Well, what was this? His creator and Blaise holding his lighter threateningly at her?
Perfect. Finally his creator'd get what was coming to her.
A lawn chair and a big cup of popcorn somehow appeared, and he flopped down, a satisfied smile on his face.
"Don't mind me, guys, I'll just sit here and watch!" Oh, what a time to be alive.












