IC: Typo noticed too late he was being watched by Wapi. Scramming away from the doorway of his hut, he heard Wapi tell him to watch those two guys. 'Me? Make sure they don't arouse trouble? They have weapons, and I don't even have pants! Wapi, you've really got to relax a bit. Asking me to do this,' He thought, 'And where's Hydra gone? She should be doing this, not me!' Typo considered to voice out his arguement, but decided against it. The tone Wapi had adressed him with was one of those "If you know what's good for you, you'll do it.", and Typo, certainly knew what was good for him.
Sighing, he peeked out and nodded, before retreating again. 'He didn't say how close... I'll just watch from here.' It seemed they were serious about the shop, as the mudokon was building what looked vaguely like the base of a store. 'Nearly as good with his hands as Nimol. Wonder if he could tell Wapi was faking. Not even the worst gift would be responded to like that. He really overdid it. Nimol too.' He thought as he giggled silently.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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