"Yeah, it definitely was strange to me to see a group of assorted
freaks, some familiar to me, waiting for me and my scientists.
Although, she spared me... Scientists weren't too lucky." Jeremy
sighed, shaking his head.
Trager spotted Brendon and his family sitting on a hill overlooking
the city, which had smoke billowing out of it. Brendon looked very
proud.
The little shadow child from earlier purred happily, suspended in
air by shadowed wings that matched its figure. "Deanie." It
whispered to him. Trager didn't seem to even know he was there, not
hearing him or feeling his presence.
Dean smiles and babbles, "Buddy! Buddy!" He giggles.
Mistress finishes and puts out her cigarette, "So....imma head back
inside....see ya around I guess. Nice chat we had. Honestly it
was~" she chuckles and starts walking inside.
Jeremy snapped out of his deep thought. "Uh, nothing, mind your own
business." He mumbled, slumping into his chair.
The shadow couldn't show a smile, but seemed rather happy. Brendon
looked their way, just seeing what Trager was doing. He squinted,
seeing the shadow. "Hey..." He trailed off. The shadow hid behind
Dean, folding his wings down to his back.
Dean perks up and looks Brendon in the eyes, he cocks his head
never having seen him before. He babbles curiously. Slasher looks
at him, "What, master? Something wrong??"
Rosco snorts, "Grumpy much??? Look, I see you must have been
speaking to Mistress. So, let me guess...you were shot down or you
got on her bad side???" He asks.