Don't you just hate it when a man punches through your window on your spaceship and causes all you and your time pieces to get sucked into the vacuum of space and now you to get them back? Especially when one of you has some weird way of attracting...
[Third person pov] The children entered Dead Bird Studio, and went to the receptionist. Hat kid: Heh...hey.... The receptionist narrowed his eyes at her. Bow kid: Umm...we're here for the movie shoot. Receptionist: *Sigh* You're in the wrong place, Dj is on the moon and Conductor is on his train. Hoodwink: Moon...train? Hat kid: Ok...and uh, sorry about breaking in. Receptionist: Don't worry about it. He dismissed the children. They began to walk out when Hoodwink noticed something. Hoodwink: Things! Hoodwink grabbed the materials. Hat kid: Sweet, we can make new things now. The children did their techniques to make their items. Hat kid made a hat.
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Bow kid made a bow.
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And Hoodwink made a caped hood.
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