Feb 1, 2024
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“We’re being separated!” he yelled, watching the two heroes go to the right and far, far away from his own cart’s track. He heard their cries of worry echo through the cavern as his car carried on soaring forwards.
In fact, it soared forwards off the edge of the track and into the lava below.
He was quite surprised to find that he was still breathing.
I've just re-written this so it reads a lot better. Knight-Peculier-not-dead-fic for you all
