IC: Typo looked away from the two busy builders to see Nimo. "Nah, most of the time it's Hydra. She's the one with the tricks and speed. Not me." Said Typo, "And yes, that might be useful." He followed Nimol back to his home, and saw there that there were two slig pants and a bunch of nuts, bolts and other bits and bobs. climbing into the nearest pair, he tested how it worked. It seemed more natural than crawling. "I think I'll make good use of these. I owe you one Nimol." He said as he walked outside. All of a sudden, his own hut seemed a tad smaller. 'I can just get out of these when I'm inside. Then it'll be the right size.' He thought as he noticed Khain off in the distance coughing. 'Sounds a little bigger than your average cough... I'll have to get Agronack to check on him.' He thought as he looked at the sinking sun. 'Must nearly be dinnertime.' Thought Typo, as his stomach rumbled slightly.
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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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