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“Go home” the lady had said. Of course, those words had an entirely different meaning to the toddler. ‘Fizz, I have to go home’, those were the words that echoed in her mind. So she was in the right place! This was the ‘go home’ Reef was always talking about! Well... of course Fizz would have been pretty shocked if it wasn’t given how she had followed Reef all this way... but still, she was very proud of herself.

Clearly, the lady didn’t understand or appreciate what an amazing thing she had just achieved as she had tried to put her back outside when clearly ‘go home’ was here. She was just like the nasty wynglings who told her that her blocks were bad and she was not going to stand for it this time! She toddled back inside as quick as she could, plopped her little butt down and scrunched her little face up into the meanest glare that she could muster. It was honestly adorable but she felt like a fearsome beast threatening to unleash her fury.

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“Oh, what do I do... What do I do...” Velvet fretted, pacing back and forth up and down the hallway.
“Gob homeded here.” The wyngling kept repeating, she could barely think even without it doing that but it was quickly getting on her nerves. Over and over and over... was it ever going to shut up?! She felt her lips start to curl up into a frustrated snarl.
“This is not your home!” She ultimately snapped, the child nigh instantly bursting into tears. Flick, it was loud. It was set to wake up the entire neighbourhood at this rate. Though perhaps that wasn’t such a bad thing? “Ok, Velvet. Let us just... hope Reef is still awake. Yes... he deals with these things. He shall know how to fix it.”

Shuddering at the very thought of having to pick the child up again, she simply strode past it and up the stairs. If it stayed or followed, it did not matter, she knew for a fact that it would not escape anyway. She barely even registered it as its tears and wails were quickly replaced by it chanting the word “Beef” over and over as it clambered after her.

Her fingers gently grazed the wall as she ascended the familiar steps, chilled by the night’s embrace yet each uneven nigh invisible brush stroke clearly visible to her touch. She had done this a thousand times and yet it was no less calming, her mind focusing more on the quiet static-eske whispers of her hand gliding across the wall’s surface over the thumps behind her.

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“Go home” the lady had said. Of course, those words had an entirely different meaning to the toddler. ‘Fizz, I have to go home’, those were the words that echoed in her mind. So she was in the right place! This was the ‘go home’ Reef was always talking about! Well... of course Fizz would have been pretty shocked if it wasn’t given how she had followed Reef all this way... but still, she was very proud of herself.

Clearly, the lady didn’t understand or appreciate what an amazing thing she had just achieved as she had tried to put her back outside when clearly ‘go home’ was here. She was just like the nasty wynglings who told her that her blocks were bad and she was not going to stand for it this time! She toddled back inside as quick as she could, plopped her little butt down and scrunched her little face up into the meanest glare that she could muster. It was honestly adorable but she felt like a fearsome beast threatening to unleash her fury.

——

“Oh, what do I do... What do I do...” Velvet fretted, pacing back and forth up and down the hallway.
“Gob homeded here.” The wyngling kept repeating, she could barely think even without it doing that but it was quickly getting on her nerves. Over and over and over... was it ever going to shut up?! She felt her lips start to curl up into a frustrated snarl.
“This is not your home!” She ultimately snapped, the child nigh instantly bursting into tears. Flick, it was loud. It was set to wake up the entire neighbourhood at this rate. Though perhaps that wasn’t such a bad thing? “Ok, Velvet. Let us just... hope Reef is still awake. Yes... he deals with these things. He shall know how to fix it.”

Shuddering at the very thought of having to pick the child up again, she simply strode past it and up the stairs. If it stayed or followed, it did not matter, she knew for a fact that it would not escape anyway. She barely even registered it as its tears and wails were quickly replaced by it chanting the word “Beef” over and over as it clambered after her.

Her fingers gently grazed the wall as she ascended the familiar steps, chilled by the night’s embrace yet each uneven nigh invisible brush stroke clearly visible to her touch. She had done this a thousand times and yet it was no less calming, her mind focusing more on the quiet static-eske whispers of her hand gliding across the wall’s surface over the thumps behind her.

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Wyn Tracker - docs.google.com/spreadsheets/d…