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“Those flipping bambi flippers!" Ash yelled.
“I'll rip their bambi loving eyes out their sockets and feed it to their flipping children!"
He started slamming his hands on the walls if the Finders room, smashing cragest and storming around the place in anger.
“What the flipping heck were they thinking? Damn them to hell!" He raved on, I felt his anger too, but I didn't show it. I probably had enough power to shake the whole fake robotic Earth, if it could of saved Sunny.
“Man, I'm gonna punch their faces in before they ever think of flipping doing anything to any one if us again!"
“Ash."
“Dont you Ash sass me young man!" He yelled at Ever and just threw another crate at the door.
Ever and I exchanged questioning looks, Evers seemed a lot more worried than mine did.
“Ash, hey should we go check-"
“No!" He paused as if realizing what he had been doing for the last two hours. “Im sorry," he sobbed into his hands as he sat on the floor, “The Gamers are just..."
He sniffed and cried more.
“They just... Do this for... The flipping Game..."
“Its alright," I tried to sound optimistic but I think everyone's gonna be on a low for a while.
“No it really isn't! First Chuck, then Ivy... Now flipping Sunny! The Gamers don't care. The Gamers are literally playing with us as if we were dolls. They are using us."
What if Ash's right?
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