Chapter 4

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    “Party Poison, huh?” Pony asked as they stopped the car near an abandoned radio shack. They stood up, holding Party on their hip.

    “Yeah! It um . . . it just sounded cool . . .”

    “Honestly that is fair.” Pony said, walking into the shack. “Dr. D! We got a new killjoy on our hands!”

    “On my way out!” Someone said, rolling into the room, literally. He seemed friendly, despite the many scars and the wheelchair he was in. Party was a little confused, as he didn’t appear to be a doctor.

    “H-hello.” Party greeted him softly.

    The doctor grinned. “Heya kiddo! How are you?” He seemed rather friendly.

    “I-I’m alright . . .”

    “Aw, don’t be shy. Come here kid.” He reached towards Party. Pony set him softly in the doctor’s lap. “Are you new to the desert?”
    “Yeah.”

    Pony piped in. “Oh, he’s new-new. He didn’t even know about the killjoys.”

    “Ah, well then, let me explain a few things.” Dr. D said, rolling to the corner of the room and helping Party settle in his arms. “Are you comfortable? It’s a long story.”

    Party softly nodded, and Dr. D started explaining everything.

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