 Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
What? What? What? Did he say something to get that look? He looked back at Flamsy a little confused, and put his arms down and stopped flexing? "You really think so? That's an improvement I think. I used to have more muscle than there was there being life on Mars." What a complement. He continued to put the toilet paper into the bag while Flamsteed went looking for money, something Tiberius did not have. "I'll pay you back later."
He went to move to the last stall to grab the last few when Flams shouted. He popped his head of the stall and laughed. No he didn't plant the Lint in his pockets, although that would be a fun idea for later. "You done?" Tiberius threw the last few roles into the bag and lifted it up carrying it around his shoulder. "We've got at least forty in here I think." They should get to Stick's hut and scope out the Groundskeepers patterns to determine when they should strike. |