Nearing the end
Oh god, this ChristmasCraft thing was supposed to be short, fluffy, and cute but a crapload of things happened and well......
It's gonna be BIG, but I hope it'll be worth the wait. Here's another peek for you guys.
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"Small words, Seto." Dawnables told him, raising her index fingers to sweep them together, "Small words."
"We have a brain-dead Sky on our hands and I need a safe base to keep him isolated and protected while I rewrite him into a living Avec."
"So basically, we need to find the TeamCrafted house." Ssundee stated flatly, not looking up from where he worked his own brand of healing and repair on GoldSolace. He wasn't able to do anything for BajanCanadian just yet; Fluffy had snatched the smaller Avatar out of his arms at the first opportunity and curled around him with a whine, cradling the chestnut-haired figure protectively and whimpering in distress every few moments. Any attempt on Ssundee and even Dawnables' part to get close for first aid was thwarted by the Bacca's warning growls. "Whatever the hell that arrow was modified to do, it's doing it well. It's lodged in GoldSolace's body and nicks off any amount of hearts over three that he regens. Long as it's doing that, his body won't register him coming out of consciousness, so it keeps him under."
Dawnables made the motion again, one eye twitching. "Small words!" she demanded, "Notch! Is that so difficult for you dicks?!"
